We are learning to: write a personal reflective essay. Success Criteria: I can use emotional language and reflective phrases within my writing. National 5 folio. Personal reflective writing. Folio continues…. The final folio deadline is march 3 rd
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Success Criteria: I can use emotional language and reflective phrases within my writing.
Personal reflective writing
People stress about this topic! Remember – your essay doesn’t have to be all doom and gloom or about something earth-shattering!
You should arrange your paragraph plan by going through you “experience” like this….
I will model this for you!
bullet-point each aspect you wish to discuss
Go back and include details such as locations / people etc
Go back and include the thoughts and feelings you plan to explore
Go back and include any elements of Reflection
I rose up from the seat provided in the reception, and followed him through to the studio. Low lights hung from the middle of the room, in which directly below was placed a piercing chair. There was a large worktop covering the northern wall, which was home to many forms of equipment. Needles, body jewellery, inks. ‘If you’d like to take a seat, I’ll be just a moment.’I mumbled a reply, and the owner strolled out of the room. I lay down just as he came back in with a set of latex gloves, the elastic snapping as he pulled them on over his hands. He took a stool from the corner of the room , bringing it over to the piercing chair and perched himself on the edge.‘Which side do you want it on, and would you like a ring or a bar?’‘Uh , the right side, and I‘d like a ring.’He reached for a pen , and marked out a spot on my lip. He asked me to check if it was alright in the mirror. Rising from the chair, I felt slightly self-conscious. I confirmed that the placing was fine, and walked back over to the chair.‘Could I have my lip numbed please?’He looked at me almost mockingly. I felt disconcerted, my cheeks gaining heat, as his eyes laughed at me.‘Are you sure? It’ll take longer to heal once numbed, but if that’s what you want…’
I felt the sudden urge to defend my ego.‘I’ll just leave it then.’He smiled crookedly, and slid back over to the worktop, gathering the equipment he needed. My lip was cleaned with an antibacterial wipe, before the owner lined up the piercing clamps with the pen mark he made earlier. I had already become concerned of the pain level it could have- I feared I would cry out and embarrass myself. The studio was ridiculously hot. My skin felt prickly. My hands were sweaty. The back of my neck was soaked. ‘Are you ready?’
I breathed out slowly, my lip throbbing, as the owner removed the piercing clamps from my lip and cut the length of the needle by almost half speedily.‘I just have to put in the ring now.’I gave a short, hard nod. I closed my eyes and waited until he had finished the procedure.‘That’s you all finished. Well done.’I opened my eyes, and paraded over to the mirror as quick as I could. Finally, it was done.Looking back now, I feel embarrassed that I was so afraid and nervous to get the piercing, and I now wish I didn’t worry so much beforehand. I now feel more confident on going to piercing parlours and I don’t worry as much.
This candidate went on to get an overall A at Intermediate 2 level
I’ve been a member of the Royal Air Force Air cadets for two years now. I have experienced great things whilst with them however this was what I had been waiting for. Flying a Grob tutor t1 plane with the flying university at Glasgow Airport. We drove around to the back of the airport looking for the entrance to where the Air Experience Flying was situated. Eventually we found it and headed off to the trailer to get a briefing. After half an hour we were geared up and learning about the controls in the cockpit and how to parachute out of the plane if there was an emergency. It all seemed like a dream. I began to imagine what it would feel like to be carrying a parachute and jumping out of a plane, pulling the string as hard as you could and feeling the parachute fold out of the bag and drift you away. Slowly it developed into something scary so I disregarded it and steadily climbed on the wing and into the two seated plane. I adjusted my flying suit, put on my helmet, buckled myself in and waited on the pilot. After the pilot was settled we were ready to fly. For the first time that day I began to feel nervous. My stomach was churning with both fear and adrenaline. The pilot said a few words and before I knew it we were soaring down the runway ready to launch into the air. Within seconds I was flying above Glasgow city centre heading towards Loch Lomond.
I gazed out the window and the scenery was almost picture like. The beauty didn’t seem real. The trees were inactive and the water was motionless. There was nothing but a few birds and some miniature people strolling beside the loch. I was amazed at how peaceful flying over a loch could be. Half an hour had passed and the first conversation had started. I couldn’t believe what was happening. The pilot spoke about the controls and then allowed me to take control. It all seemed too good to be true. I clutched the control stick, placed my feet on the pedals and waited for the words of command. “You have control” spoke the pilot and I replied “I have control sir.” He released his feet and hands and I was in full command of the plane. It was this moment that I became grateful for the air cadets because without them I would never have had the privilege to be able to fly over Loch Lomond and been in control of a plane itself. My hour was finished and it was time to fly back to Glasgow and I started to think over my irreplaceable experience. When we arrived back at Glasgow airport we safely landed and I unbuckled myself and climbed out and I was unable to explain to my friends who were with me of what it felt like. I was truly speechless. I took off my flying suit and proceeded back to the car and on my way back home.
However, although this seemed like a great day, I was awakened by my alarm clock only to find out I had dreamt the full day. I was however supposed to be going flying that morning but when we arrived at the airport we were approached by the security guard who told us that we were a day late and had already missed the flying for the month. I was extremely disappointed due to the fact I had waited months for this and I also had to go to school instead of going on a flying experience.
This candidate went on to get an overall A at Intermediate 2 level