I would like to personally thank everyone that has followed my blog. Its taken me a long time to get here but I hope to grow my following faster with regular updates. If 100 people are that interested in what I have to say, then I’ll keep doing what I do and deliver you guys some quality content.
Once again, thanks and lets see if I can get my following to 1,000!
~ Keep it all smiles
I remember the day as if it were yesterday. What is it? Better yet what the hell is an “is?” Can we is? Before I get too side tracked on this “ising” aspect, I remember the day when Mr. Wixom walked through the door. He walked in standing tall with a clean shaven head and an atomic wedgie from hell. Just as another terrible human being from this hellish society, I began to judge him, thinking of him as a weirdo and quietly making fun of him in my head. He was dead silent when he walked into the class room, only making occasional heavy breathing noise’s. The eerie silence went on for a good 5 minutes before it was broken by a slightly deep, smooth, and clear radio reporter voice. I was shocked; while making fun of him in my head, I envisioned him having one of those obese fat guy voices. I was dead wrong.
I don’t want to sound like some weirdo, but this man has a beautiful voice and a very astounding love for the English language. For an entire semester his teaching was relentless. He engaged the entire class into casual or argumentative conversations, drilled us on how we should refrain from passive words, and would occasionally slap himself on the wrist for using sexist language. His love for teaching English was rubbed deeply into my brain and is still sitting comfortable inside waiting for its time to shine. The art of writing is beautiful and was instilled by a man who not only can talk in a southern accent better than me, but who is still fuzzy on the whole “Good, Bad thing” (Ghost Buster joke).
I am glad that I took Mr. Wixoms class. He made me love writing. He has given me and entire new outlook on reading and writing, in which I plan to implement more into my life. I want to be the best, become a better writer and make my blog look incredible on the web. The enjoyment and fulfillment just doesn’t stop on this site, I hope to go farther and write for other sites and maybe even columns!
In the end, all of this enthusiasm and ego boost goes to this very weird man named Mr. Wixom. I thank him everyday for the knowledge he has passed down to me.
So what is a Wixom? Well it is just a name, but Mr. Wixom is a knowledgeable teacher with the powers of Obi Wan Kenobe and Master Splinter combined.
Ps, What is “ising?” Can we is? Here, I’ll “is” real quick…….
The End. 😀