At some point in high school I realized I was a good writer. It was the partner exercises in English class. I’d write a first-draft essay for homework and exchange it with a partner in class the next day. Drive a red pen through each other’s work and exchange feedback. At first I thought it might be a fluke, that the bright girl across from me had produced something so uninspired. Surely she hasn’t read this back to herself, or she’d hear how awkward it sounds, right? But this continued to happen, with almost all partner combinations, over the years. If the writing of my peers is poor, maybe that means mine is good…?
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At some point in high school I realized I was a good writer. It was the partner exercises in English class. I’d write a first-draft essay for homework and exchange it with a partner in class the next day. Drive a red pen through each other’s work and exchange feedback. At first I thought it might be a fluke, that the bright girl across from me had produced something so uninspired. Surely she hasn’t read this back to herself, or she’d hear how awkward it sounds, right? But this continued to happen, with almost all partner combinations, over the years. If the writing of my peers is poor, maybe that means mine is good…?