TIB final Lab Assignment - edit, share, reflect

1) Finish writing your This I Believe Essay
2) Edit
- Did you capitalize your "I"s?
- Did you capitalize the first word of every sentence?
- Do you have punctuation at the end of your sentences?
- Are any words spelled incorrectly? (red dots underlining words means they are spelled wrong.)
- Did you break up your ideas into paragraphs?

3) Share your essay with at least one person and read at least one person's essay.  Leave a comment to tell them what you think! 

4) Copy and Paste the questions below into your document, then fill out your reflections:

• Is your topic focused, interesting, and meaningful?

• Does your introduction get your reader’s attention? Is it clear?

• Do your body paragraphs include specific, interesting details and images to support the topic?

• Is your conclusion concise and meaningful?

• Did you fix all errors in capitalization or spelling?

• What was difficult about this assignment?  What was easy?

• What do you need to work on in your next writing project?

5) Work on your Choice writing assignment.  Use the links to the right to check out Figment and Teen Ink. 

TIB Lab Assignment #4: Powerful Conclusions

Your conclusion is what your readers will leave your essay thinking about.  It's important that it be concise and powerful.

Directions:  Complete the assignment below, then write the conclusion to your This I Believe Essay.

TIB Lab Assignment #3: Juicy Details

The introduction and conclusion of your essay are what hold it together (kind of like book ends), but it is the juicy details you include in the middle that give it personality.

Directions: Read the following This I Believe Essay and answer the questions below.  When you are finished, open your Google Document and add juicy details to your own essay.

THIS I BELIEVE FINAL ESSAY DUE WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 26TH.

Remembering All the Boys

I believe that everyone deserves flowers on their grave.

When I go to the cemetery to visit my brother, it makes me sad to see graves — just the cold stones — and no flowers on them.

They look lonely, like nobody loves them. I believe this is the worst thing in the world — that loneliness. No one to visit you and brush off the dust from your name and cover you with color. A grave without any flowers looks like the person has been forgotten. And then what was the point of even living — to be forgotten?

Almost every day my brother’s grave has something new on it: Flowers from me, or candles from the Dollar Store or an image of the Virgin Maria or shot glasses. There’s even some little Homies, these little toys that look like gangsters.

Once my brother’s homies even put a bunch of marijuana on there for him — I think my mother took it away. I think she also took away the blue rag someone put there for him one day.

Sometimes, when I bring flowers, I fix the flowers on the graves around my brother’s grave. Some of the headstones have birthdates near my brother’s; they are young, too. But many of them, if they have any little toys or things on them, those are red.

All around my brother are boys who grew up to like red, making them the enemies of my brother. My brother was 16 when he was shot by someone who liked red, who killed him because he liked blue. And when I go to the cemetery I put flowers on the graves of the boys who liked red, too.

Sometimes I go to the cemetery with one of my best friends, who had a crush on a boy who liked red, who was killed at 18 by someone who liked blue. And we will go together and bring a big bunch of flowers, enough for both of these boys whose families are actually even from the same state in Mexico.

There is no one but me and a few of my friends who go to both graves. Some people think it’s a bad idea. Some people think it’s heroic.

I think they’re both being silly. I don’t go to try and disrespect some special rules or stop any kind of war. I go because I believe that no matter where you came from or what you believed in, when you die, you want flowers on your grave and people who visit you and remember you that way.

I’m not any kind of traitor or any kind of hero. I am the sister of Rogelio Bautista, and I say his name so you will hear it and be one more person that remembers him. I want everyone to remember all the boys, red and blue, in my cemetery. When we remember, we put flowers on their graves.

Elvia Bautista, 22, lives in Santa Rosa, California, where she works as a caregiver for the elderly and mentally handicapped. Bautista stayed after her brother’s murder even though the rest of her family moved away. A high school drop-out, Bautista now speaks to young people about the dangers of gang life.

TIB Lab Assignment #2: Introductions

Ms. Schwalbe's Example HERE! 

This I Believe Lab Assignment #1

1) Create a new Google Document titled "Your Name TIB" and share it with Ms. Schwalbe

2) In the document, write a quick general summary of what you plan to write your This I Believe Essay about.  Include the following:

• Value(s) I will write about:
• I believe...
• One life story or example I might use is...

3) Go to http://thisibelieve.org/themes/ and choose an essay that has a similar theme to yours.  Read or listen to the essay, then answer the questions below.