Making A Good Year: Personal Narrative

“It goes upside down!” I said. My sister was telling me about a roller coaster ride in Disney World after our parents had broken the news that we were going the summer of my fourth grade year. The idea of going to a park was amazing, but the terrifying part was my slight fear of the fast roller coasters that my family enjoys. My parents looked at me, and I smiled with uncertainty. But on the contrary I started to feel a faint feeling of ambition because maybe I could overcome my fear.

It's been a very busy summer so far. At the end of July, we returned from 23 days in Germany and Scotland.

Until I walked onto the stage to take a bow, I didn’t realize that I just danced, acted and sang a solo. It took me a long time to get to that fifth grade Christmas play where I wasn’t shy anymore. Due to the fact that I wasn’t Darth Vader anymore, so I didn’t need a mask strapped onto my face to breathe at night. Asthma, respirators and surgeries were what my childhood consisted of and I would have time to, at most, socialize with my family. Years after my final surgery, my currently bubbly-self erupted from within and many of my friends never knew how I was before.

My personal memoir is going to be about when I moved here in Homedale, Idaho. When I was 6 I moved to Homedale and I was going to start 2nd Grade. When I got dropped off by my parents I went to the playground. When I was young I used to never speak to anyone because I was so shy and scared. When I got there a kid named Oscar came up to me and asked me what is your name, for a few seconds I stood there saying nothing and finally I said my name Osue. There were one of his friends that I remember, there was Antonio, but that wasn’t the first time I have seen Antonio because the house we moved into I went outside threw rocks and so did he but when I backed up and went forward etc. he copied me. I When we went I she Ms. Garrett was welcoming us

I was born in Australia on January 12, 1999, however I have lived on the Hawaiian Islands since I was five and for most of my life. I have traveled back to Australia several times to visit family and even though I’m an Australian i do consider myself semi-Hawaiian in a sense. To give back to the islands I would love to help the next generation to have a childhood that is filled to the brim with Hawaiian Nature. One idea to give them this experience would be to go into Waipio Valley with the children from different schools in the Big island and explore the valley with them. Some activities while we are in the valley would be hiking, examining native plants, horse riding, swimming in rivers and the ocean, and then

Just like everyone else over break I watched my series on Netflix and lounged in bed all day. Eventually getting up about three (because I had to rather then wanted to), eating lunch when I would normally be ready for dinner, and doing the usual catch-up with friends. While doing these extremely relaxing things through you can learn some very good lessons about different things.

There is many ways this year has had an effect on not just me as a person, but also as a citizen. Many embarrassing experiences have shaped and molded me into the character I have become today. They have made me more of an adult than I would like to admit as well. With all of the different opportunities I have had this year came with a boat load of responsibilities. For example, I wrote my biggest paper in my entire school career. I had to choose not to procrastinate. That reminds me of another example. The freedom to do more of what I want to do in my free time. The stature of my age in soccer has actually brought a mountain of respect from the younger players. Also the new physical and mental capabilities of the body I find myself in

I took Engl 131 last quarter and the portfolio that I submitted was my biggest accomplishment in writing. I was very proud with the result because it comprised all my effort from the whole quarter. The portfolio included six essays and explanations for each outcome of the course. It marked my improvement in writing from proving how the essays have been refined in every draft. The essays focused on the topics of audience, genres and rhetorical skills.

For First Year Experience 1001 we were required to do a service activity. On April 1, 2017, I helped at a race to end hunger. Manna on Main Street is an organization that has been helping people in the North Penn region since 1981, working to end hunger. They have both a food pantry and a soup kitchen, along with educational opportunities and financial aid services. This race was both a 5K and a 5-mile run and was designed for all ages and all styles of runners, encouraging everyone to participate. Something people do not realize is how many people are living in food insecure homes. According to Manna’s website, In Montgomery County alone, 10% or more than 80,710 individuals are food insecure; 13.2% are children. Participating in this event helped raise money to provide those individuals with the support they need. Mercy or compassion, here at Gwynedd Mercy University is one of our core values and not only did raising money for those experiencing food insecurity help show mercy to those in need, but it also allowed me personally to grow and develop intellectually.

This year was my last year at The Little Middle School. Even though I’ve had a lot of speed bumps, I’ve accomplished a lot of stuff. From learning new instruments to working on my ability to focus, I’ve grown a lot.

Growing up in the small town of Walnut Grove, I have been blessed with many opportunities. First off, our town has always been a strong faith based community and throughout my childhood and into my adolescence I learned that serving was my purpose. At the age of four, I began my love for softball, which turned out to be the most influential gift God could have blessed me with. This game allowed me to become the person I am today, for it enabled me to develop the work ethic I now have. Likewise, there’s a saying, “Softball will give back to you, what you are willing to put into it,” and this was something I didn’t quite understand until recently; however, I began to realize as it prospered relationships, whether with teachers, coaches,

Time: it is an illusion. There is always moments in your life where you may reminisce about how you should have said something different, done something different, appreciated a small moment more than you did. These are moments that you may long to go back to, but no matter what you tell yourself, you never will, and it is never changing. That is just how the world is, how life is.

The earliest memory I have is of me walking in the garden of my old house. It is a very distant memory and only lasts about three seconds in my head. To this day, I still wonder if it was only a dream. Nonetheless, I can still recall the way the sun’s bright light hit the left side of my face and the cool grass under my feet. I remember seeing a rose and its prickly thorns. My curiosity moved me to touch one and I instantly felt pain. I cried for my mom and she quickly picked it out of my bleeding index finger. Never again did I touch the thorns of any flower. It is the earliest memory I have of me learning from my mistakes.

We arrived at my house where Dr. Mike slept with me. Compensating for so much annoyance, we spent a lovely and vibrant late night in which he hugged me tight like a willful snake trying to get back at something. He was jealous because I had enjoyed myself dancing to the beat of African music and doing it the French way. However, whenever the English lord got drunk, he satisfied my needs, giving me pleasure like a sexual slave. On a whim, I went along with each touch of his hands on my body because I wanted to take refuge from the evils that made up my mind in those days of terror. At a certain point, from a kiss to another, I wondered how many women had already heard the erotic words that he whispered in my ears. In fact, I had run away from

Some other challenges I may face would be that I want to fix everyone. I do not ever want to get to the point where I am helping someone because it makes me feel good, I need to address within myself that I cannot help every single client that I will see. Some people will not want to change, and I am worried that my passion for helping people achieving the best quality of life possible will be something I will take home with me. I am worried I may ponder on what advice I could give a client to make them realize what I realize about their life; when in reality that is not my place nor is it my job. I have had patients at work in the past that I would see at least for a week out of every month, sometimes once a month, that would keep coming into