Jordan P.

7th-grade English portfolio

My portfolio Reflection

1. How would you describe your writing at the beginning of the year and how would you describe it now?    At the beginning of the year I was kind of good at writing because I didn't know where to put certain types of punctuation.

2. What do you consider your writing strengths? Explain.  I'm really good at writing poems because I can express my feelings.

3. What writing skills do you need and/or want to continue to develop next year? Explain.  I want to know were to put the punctuation at so that it will be more understandable.

4. What piece of writing from this year best captures your growth as a writer and thinker? Explain why.  My holocaust letter because I got to use my imagination to help me.

5. What piece of writing from this year are you most proud of? Explain why.

it would be my persuasive

my holocaust letter because it felt like I was actually there and we also got to wright   

My holocaust letter because it felt like I was actually was there.

Artifact #1

Dear ayala and mike

Today, I woke up hearing a lot of arguing. So I went to the family room to see what was going on and I saw one of the soldiers from the Nazi walking out the door to an army truck. I said, “Dad, what is going on?” He said, “We have to leave go and pack your bags.” I thought we were going to somewhere where they actually like Jews. I wanted to ask, but I thought I’ll just do what he says because he has that serious look. As I am packing my bags I hear the the army truck pull up to the front of our house honking. I then hear my dad saying, “Goomer lets go,” so I zipped up my bag and went downstairs.

He said, “Get in the truck we’re leaving.” I had said no! Seriously, why do we have to keep doing what they say. One of the soldiers looked at me as if I was trouble. I looked back at my dad saying fine with an attitude. On the way to our destination he told us where we were going. He said, “This place called the ghetto.” I asked, “What is the ghetto, Dad?” He said, “It’s our new home.” About 15 minutes passed, and we arrived at this sight which looked disgusting. Sick people were laying on the ground. It was a terrible sight. Some man came over to us saying, “Let me show you to your room.

” So, my Dad and I followed the man to a small shelter to the side of the camp. We went inside, and it smelled and looked terrible. There was mud everywhere, even on the wall. I couldn't believe it. I hoped everything would be better by tomorrow, so I decided to just go to bed

Artifact #2

past second essay here

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