Dear Mom,
As I look back on my past so much of it has been shaped by my upbringing. Being the oldest child I have always attempted to be the center of attention. However, in public this was not always the case.
When I was much younger in the third grade I was very shy away from home. I was very quiet and rarely spoke up in my classes. I became almost a wallflower seldom yearning to be the focus of attention. I infrequently spoke out of turn and kept to myself and my close friends both in class and on the play ground.
However, it wasn’t until my parent-teacher conferences that you and Dad became aware of this fact. I remember you telling me how shocked you were to hear that I was so quiet in school. You actually questioned the teacher when she made these remarks to you. Yet, at that time I was a very different person at school. I had become so accustomed to ruling the house, or at least my younger sisters, and did not adapt the same when I was around my peers. It was only when I was home that I came out of my shell and became Elizabeth. But at school I became introverted, back into my shell, into that girl with brown hair.
It wasn’t until much later in school that I fully blossomed. I became comfortable with myself and with others my own age and my true self came out. With the encouragement I felt at home and the relationships I made with my friends I became a fully functioning and boisterous child, the child you always knew and loved.
Dear Rachel (a friend from high school),
You know how I am always the loudest one anywhere, at a party, sitting around, at the movies? Well I wasn’t always so loud. The person that you have become best friends with was not always this way.
Much like many kids are shy when they are younger, I was extremely shy. But, I wasn’t always this way. At home I was loud and obnoxious with my sisters and maintained my presence as the oldest, a personality you are very familiar with. Yet, when I went to school I was very different. I became very shy and introverted and didn’t really talk that much. Hard to believe I know, but I really was very shy. I had a few close friends that I spoke to, but the majority of my time was spent quietly playing with them, rarely shouting out ideas in class.
Yet, over time I became more comfortable with myself and began to speak out more and my “home self” became more like my “school self” until they were one in the same. Since I have gone to college I am sure that I have changed a bit, as everyone does, but it is hard for me to become more extroverted than you already know. That is what makes us friends, our balance between who we are together and who we are to the world; loud, sometimes obnoxious girls.
Autobiography:
Born December 22, 1983, a Thursday
Grew up as a child in Kettering, OH
My first sister Samantha was born March 20, 1986
Slowly I became adjusted to life as a sister
We moved to Mansfield, OH
My second sister Caroline was born, December 28, 1988
We moved back to Dayton, to Centerville, OH
I started preschool and kindergarten
I entered Cline Elementary School
(insert autobiographical letters)
I graduated from Cline and went on to Magsig Middle School
I graduated Magsig Middle School and entered Centerville High School
In high school I became interested in business and joined International Businesss Management
I obtained my learner’s permit and then my liscence
I graduated from Centerville High School in June 2002
I went to Miami University in the fall of 2002 to study Marketing
Story telling always adjusts to ones audience. Much as we discussed in class, a play is just a rehearsal without an audience. Stories are much the same way. It is how you shape your words around your audience that makes them a story. In my autobiographical letter my story changed to fit my audience. The people I wrote to not only differed in age and background, but also in relation to the relationship I hold with them. Knowing these individuals as well as their interests and opinions I was able to shape my story to their liking and their audience. Parents and friends differ, therefore their stories must differ to keep them entertained and willing to read more into a story, autobiographical or not. It is also important to shape the story from the audience’s perspective. My parents saw me as their child, so I related to them as their child, while I told the story to my friend as a peer, as if she was there with me. She can relate to this experience much more than my parents because of her experiences and ideas.
Because this was written in a letter I was able to take several liberties that would greatly differ if this were a published piece. For one, I would be less forthcoming with my thoughts, and I would have to tailor my thoughts for a more general audience rather than a specific person. A general audience would be more interested in the basics, if interested at all, while those that I know and cater to would be more receptive to details.
Much like this letter format differs from a published piece, so does the “you.” You in a letter refers to the specific person to which I am writing while a you in a published piece is much more general, although still a reader it is not a specific reader.