Why Genre is Important

While reading “Reading as a writer of Genres” by Jordana Hall and “Exercise in Genre” by Erin Frost, I have learned more of why genres are important and useful.  When writing a genre it is important for one to have the target audience in mind first. Jordana Hall talks about a flyer which is a great example of how the audience plays a huge role in genre. When urgency is the purpose of the genre it is important to include, what, when, and where in the beginning and put all other details after. By putting the more important information in the beginning people who want to know quickly what the text is mainly about will know right away. Erin Frost supports the findings of Hall.

 Genre is important because it helps the writer stay relevant. Frost gives more insight on how you write about different topics that fall under one genre, by using the “Quad”. By using the “Quad”, one creates a chart that has one general subject then four separate boxes that are separated by different topics that still relate to the main subject. This is an important skill to have when writing for a specific genre because a great writer needs to be able to appeal to a specific audience on different intellectual levels without confusing the reader. Genre is essential to every writer and it is important to know how to use it in a variety of ways.

Text, Food Menu, and Textbook

When I read a text I have to be able to analize short hand writing. For example I have to get my mind ready to process word such as "wht" instead of "what" or "lol" instead of "laugh out loud". I also have to be able to try to understand the emotion that my friend wants me to feel when reading their text with no punctuation to help me out. However, when I read the lunch menu in the cafeteria I have to be ready to sort out what is meatless. Then, I have to see what meal I have more of a taste for by reading the seasoning and paying attention to the the details of the food. On the other hand, when reading a textbook you have to read more in depth and try to store as much information as you can. A textbook has a lot of information so it may be important to focus on the main purpose and less on the details.

Picture exchange activity STEP 1

Dear Classmate,

                         Ever since I can remember I have been the head person in charge. I have learned to be a leader by growing up in a family where I was the oldest sibling. The following picture, of the baby boy looking up at what is assumed to be his sister, reminds me of the first day I became someone’s big sister.

Nine long, intense, dreadful months I spent waiting for him to come out. Never too sure of how or where he would arrive from, I continued to wait for what seemed like years. I made sure to ask when the baby was coming every day. I couldn’t wait, I had always longed for a partner in crime, someone to be there to play with always.

I had always loved being a miniature mom, so I knew I was ready to take care of a baby. I had four baby dolls and I made sure that I bathed, changed their diapers, and combed their short patch of hair. However, it was made clear that my dolls were no comparison to a baby. On the other, I knew that I could use some of my other mini-mom strategies to help out.

Too my surprise almost every detail was different between him and my cotton stuffed dolls. Aamir Mitchell was born on July 17^th, 1996. Sadly I was unable to see where he came from and I waited anxiously with my grandmother. At about ten in the morning I heard my mom’s car rumble onto the pavement in the driveway. I instantly jumped out of my grandmothers arms to open the front door. I looked in the baby carrier and to my astonishment there he was. Aamir was cuter than any baby doll I ever owned.

 I couldn’t wait to hold Aamir in my foot long arms. He was extremely tiny, lightweight, and adorable. His face reminded me of the sunrise it was remarkably beautiful and bright. As I held him cautiously on the couch I was terrified that he wouldn’t like me. As soon as I held him, he looked at me with his glistening oval eyes and stuck his tongue slightly out his mouth barely passing his top and bottom lip. He moved his arms slightly in the air like he was happy to finally be able to stretch.

This picture reminds me of that moment that will always be engraved in my memory. It was then that I found out how it felt to be a big sister. The time of day this picture is taken also remind me of the morning I woke up extra early to hold my brother. The big eyed look the baby boy is giving the girl and the slight smirk displayed on the girl’s face reminds me of the look my brother and I gave each other the first time we met. This photograph not only shows the visual picture of what happen that day, but also portrays the joyful/anxious emotion I felt that day as well.

Sincerely,

Diamond Brown

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