I had initially dropped my quotes without really having thought about them. I think that the process of going through my own writing to integrate my quotes with the essay will be useful in the future. I was forced to go through many different types of MLA formatting and I think that I would now be able to write an academic paper following the academic conventions required for each different element of my writing.
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Block quotes needed a specific format and it was only between draft 2.1 and 3.0 that I actually understood how to solve the issue. An example of that would be block quotes, long quotes of four or more lines that I wanted to use in my contextual analysis. I need to admit that it was helpful, and it cleared many doubts that I had. The advice was to read the Purdue Owl Guide. The biggest obstacle that I encountered was the quoting technique. Achieving a good understanding of the MLA style has been one of my major goals since the beginning. As soon as I started my Discover class, I had to deal with the MLA style and the digital environment, which confused me considerably. The fact that throughout my whole high school experience I had about five chances to use my laptop, either to write essays or to prepare presentations, was not a great advantage for me when I arrived at DePaul. You might think of Italy as a country where people spend their whole life sipping wine from fancy glasses and smoking cigarettes on a porch, or still only hand write just for the sake of sticking with the good old tradition.
The reader will judge how much of my enthusiasm and newly gained confidence is justified. It was soon clear to me that that my issues were not about being as fast at writing as I would be in Italian, but mainly about discovering a completely different mindset and understanding my teachers’ requests. English and Italian are two radically different languages, reason why I think that having been forced to write and fulfill certain assignments throughout my 103 and 104 WRD classes had a huge effect on me. Because I was not able to express myself in Italian, I often felt inadequate and limited. It took me months to accept myself as a decent English writer. The task becomes even harder when the language you are writing in is not the one you grew up with. I don’t feel the pain in my vagina anymore.Writing is a rather complicated way to communicate. Ma used to see me bleed, but she never did anything. So, I thought it’s something to be done regularly. “Since then? Till you moved out? Every day?”Īs we were sipping on some nimbu chai (lemon tea), I looked into her eyes. “You know, every man in that family tried to touch me – Mama (maternal uncle), Kaka (paternal uncle), Masa (maternal aunt’s husband). I didn’t ask anything, I knew she’d tell me everything. After all, she was going to be engaged to my brother. He didn’t let any other man touch me but my relatives, and he claims that with pride.” “He didn’t stop them because he wanted to earn without working, and I was the only option for him. “I was asked to strip and show them the marks.” “Because when I tried doing something, I was asked how my breasts had been grabbed and I was asked to demonstrate and then…” “Why the hell didn’t you go to the police, Shruti?” Shruti is one of the most overexcited women I have ever come across. She is always smiling and always jumping, and always smoking.
Hota gaya (Because it would happen regularly, so it kept happening). My school was very strict and I had no friends. You think my school would have helped me?” Kisko bolti (who would I have told)? My own parents betrayed me. I want you to tell me everything so that we can stop another Shruti.” “Look, I am going to write for this site that’s going to publish this story. My mother served him tea in the very room. My dad took money from him, I was in pain. Something below my stomach was paining and I couldn’t understand anything. The next day, Mama (maternal uncle) had come over. He entered my room with Nutties and raped me just like Kaka did. He held my breasts really hard and then inserted his fingers inside me. I wanted to run away I was crying and screaming. He penetrated something and I felt like I was dying, and then I was lying on the floor, naked. My pet, Tito, licked my head and arms and sat there, without barking. Just because they wanted to derive pleasure, I was raped by Kaka and Mama on the very same day, just before my exams.
Eventually, I didn’t feel the pain anymore. Their penises became familiar and friendly, yet so unwanted.