After being accepted into Advanced Composition last year, I was excited to be a part of the Herndon Writing Center and to get more involved in my school. However, my excitement quickly changed into concern on the first day of class. It was sixth period and I started to become anxious walking down the English hallway. My mind began to fill my head with nerve wracking thoughts. I started to think about how smart all the other tutors were going to be and how much they love writing. I didn’t want my writing to be compared to theirs and have it look like I didn’t belong there. It wasn’t long for these worries to float away.
By the end of the class I was completely at
ease and walking out the door with a smile on my face. I learned that the
Writing Center was a safe place for me to share my writing and place I could go
for encouragement. It was refreshing to be in a room with students that had the
same interest as me. What I love most about the Herndon Writing Center is how
welcoming the Writing Center family is, and I truly mean family. Just after my
first class I felt a sense of belonging and like I was finally a part of
something in my school; it was great to be a part of a team. Every tutor is
happy to be tutoring (including me), creating a positive environment that I look
forward to coming to everyday.
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