Hi! I just started this essay. I think I have a good idea but I don't know if I'm on the right track. It still needs lots of editing and revising to do (I believe) but here goes my first draft. Please be completely honest!
We all exist within communities or groups of various sizes, origins, and purposes; pick one and tell us why it is important to you, and how it has shaped you. (1000 characters maximum, currently at 881)
I belong to a close-knit community that meets religiously at least once a day. I am a foodie, so at every get together, I enjoy the selection of goods; sometimes they vary from grandma's recipe of Spaghetti alla Bolognese to the classic Bolivian dish of Majadito to the Spanish saffron-seasoned paella with clams, squid and octopus. You would think with my plate full, I would start digging in, but the purpose of the sit-downs around this small round glass table stretch further than to satisfy our appetites. Every meal births/grants the opportunity to discuss and speak my mind freely. Sometimes I may sit quite on my stool, but I blossom in the occasion to reflect and forge an opinion. I introduce new ideas. I support a thesis. I participate. Sometimes the food remains untouched, or worse, grows cold, but soon my mother makes us well aware, and we briefly begin to dig in.
Opinions?
We all exist within communities or groups of various sizes, origins, and purposes; pick one and tell us why it is important to you, and how it has shaped you. (1000 characters maximum, currently at 881)
I belong to a close-knit community that meets religiously at least once a day. I am a foodie, so at every get together, I enjoy the selection of goods; sometimes they vary from grandma's recipe of Spaghetti alla Bolognese to the classic Bolivian dish of Majadito to the Spanish saffron-seasoned paella with clams, squid and octopus. You would think with my plate full, I would start digging in, but the purpose of the sit-downs around this small round glass table stretch further than to satisfy our appetites. Every meal births/grants the opportunity to discuss and speak my mind freely. Sometimes I may sit quite on my stool, but I blossom in the occasion to reflect and forge an opinion. I introduce new ideas. I support a thesis. I participate. Sometimes the food remains untouched, or worse, grows cold, but soon my mother makes us well aware, and we briefly begin to dig in.
Opinions?