I hate typos. I always think I've caught all of them--a rogue comma, an extra word that wasn't deleted, a missing word that makes a sentence sound wonky, an incorrect prefix that doesn't make sense.
I reread a few of my blog posts late last night and found some mistakes in a few of the posts.
A rogue comma.
An extra word.
A missing word.
An incorrect suffix.
I know what I want to write in my head, but I type too fast. When I do that, I don't catch all of my mistakes. I'll think my post is absolutely perfect, but realize ooops! I've made an error here or there. I apologize for being so vain and for not being the best editor on the planet.
It's not the first time I've had mechanics issues with my writing. When I saw those very simple but oh, so glaring mistakes last night, I remembered a paper that I wrote for a Special Education college class many years ago. I never had the desire to teach in the Special Education field, but I wanted to learn about it. I chose this class because I thought I should have at least some basic knowledge of special ed law, best practices and teaching strategies should I ever have a student with special needs.
I didn't think I'd need or even use all of the information I would learn in that class because I was focusing my career path in the regular education field with regular ed students. Even so, that class was one of my favorite classes. It was taught by a professor whom I admired and respected. She inspired me, and I wanted to do well.
I was excited to turn in my final paper at the end of the semester. I brainstormed for weeks. I took copious notes. I outlined my thoughts. I started typing. Page after page after page, I formatted it just right. I cited journals and articles that supported my thesis. I titled it Full inclusion of students in regular education classrooms, and then I turned it in. It was perfect, PERFECT! Except for those pesky mechanics.
|So close to perfection!|
The mistakes I made with my mechanics were minor, but I can see why I got a point taken off. Those mechanics were necessary parts and pieces of the whole document.
Mechanics are the parts and pieces that govern a paper. They help readers read through a composition with ease. They sometimes help that reader want to reread that composition too.
I reread that final paper of mine this morning. It's a really good paper! I remembered rereading this paper another time. It was a few years ago. I read it, as well as all of my notes and my entire textbook from that Special Education class. I did that when Ronan qualified for special education services. When he qualified, I was overwhelmed. I was unsure. I was scared. I had resources though. My own.
I poured over my old notes and took new notes. I reread certain chapters in the textbook. Then I read all the chapters in my textbook. There were so many things to reread, to relearn and to remember. But if Ronan was going to get services, I would make sure he got every service he needed. That meant I needed to take time to read, to reread and to know what made up every part and piece of his Individualized Education Plan. When his team and I sat down to create his plan, we knew that there was no room for errors. That plan would govern Ronan's abilities, his opportunities and his specific educational needs. His current plan provides the same.
I have fixed all the errors that I saw in my previous blog posts (I hope!). I know I need to s-l-o-w down when I type and as I reread my rough drafts in preparation to publish a post. Rereading can be time consuming. In some instances it can be overwhelming. I'm glad for it though.
And then reread.
Learn the parts.
Learn the pieces.
They help make things come together.
To read more about that Special Ed class Cat took and how her professor inspired her, please follow this link: Awakenings