I'll give you a glimpse of what I've read...(Keep in mind that English is their second language, and this is probably their first writing class ever! And now that I'm studying Korean I realized that the languages are so different!)
---Sometimes I think about if I confessed my love for her, she agree my confess? I know that I'm very stupid, but I really love her until now...If I can go back to last year, I must say for her, "I love you." If she didn't agree my confession, I don't care about that. I just want to confess.
---When I was 17 years old, I met my first love in the private educational institute. I fell in love at first glance when I first saw her. I dashed to her aggressively, but she didn't take my heart. However, I didn't give up to dash to her. I decided to show her all of my sincere heart. Finally, she taked my heart, and we became a couple.
These are just two humorous excerpts from the hundreds of papers I've ready this semester. I have felt honored that my students trusted me to share their hearts with me through their writing. Perhaps writing is a mode in which people can feel a sense of privacy and safety. I theorize that somehow writing in a second language, despite the inherent difficulty in using a foreign vocabulary and grammar system, can provide an outlet in which many students can express themselves with perhaps greater transparency not having to worry about the social regulations attached to their first language (for example, Korean language has different levels of formality that must be used depending on the age and position of the person you're talking to). Anyhow, I love teaching English Composition. It gives me a window into my students' hearts. :)
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