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week eight comments and feedback

As someone who has an irrational fear of feedback, I was initially a little worried about receiving it from my peers. I have found the feedback I've received from both my peers and professor very helpful in my writings, especially when the WWW strategy is used. I myself have found the WWW strategy to be very helpful while giving feedback, too. 
With this type of thing, I always have trouble picking up on things to give feedback on in other people's writings. With WWW, the questions guide me to things I want to comment on in other people's stories. As I read other's stories, I get ideas for my own and even when leaving feedback, I think of my own stories and how I can improve them with the feedback I'm giving. 
I am really liking connecting with people through their introduction posts. I think mine represents me well, and the comments I have received have been very kind and welcoming. 
With my feedback, I do think I need to be a little more critical, but that's always hard. The hardest part about reading online is that you never really know how certain aspects of a story are meant to come across, and something you see as a mistake could have been intentional. I think my comment wall is fine, but I might add a little to my introduction or just write some more biographical writings for my blog. 
I chose this infographic because it is actually pretty insightful. Giving and receiving feedback should be a two-way activity, as the picture suggests. I typically always believed that listening was being a sponge rather than a trampoline, so maybe with this in mind I will be better equipped to give more constructive feedback.
(Image information: "What Great Listeners Actually Do" by
Jack Zenger and Joseph Folkman)


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