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My Experience with English Education
English has never been my favorite subject. In fact, it has always been my least favorite subject. Going through school, I often wondered why I needed to do so many English related tasks, and in wondering, I learned to detest the subject without realizing its future benefits. Why do I dislike English so much? Is it such a dreadful thing to learn? Isn't learning how to correctly write and interpret the English language important? Well, no and yes.

No, English is not a dreadful thing to learn. I suppose my dislike for the subject has become greater through the eighteen some years that I have been learning the different components of the English language. It wasn't actually learning how to speak English that bothered me, my dislike for English began to form when I began getting English education in a formal learning environment. That's when I remember elementary school. I don't recall disliking English then. It was more like I was learning new things - things that I did not learn at home or in pre-school - like reading, writing, and grammar. It felt good to finally know how to read and write (and I suppose it felt good to have knowledge of a little grammar too). These were things that once I learned them, I was using them everyday. Not only did I use the knowledge to read a story in reading class or to do a writing assignment, but to maybe read the newspaper and write a note to a friend as well.

However, then came junior high school. I believe this was when I began to really dislike English classes. Not only was I faced with the same long, boring

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grammar assignments that I was exposed to in elementary school, but I also had to start reading long (or what I thought was long back then) books on topics that didn't really excite me. To top that off, I had the first of a long line of crazy (well, maybe they weren't crazy, but they sure seemed like it at the time) English teachers.

Why does it seem that most English teachers

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