Personal Narrative Analysis

From the moment I was able to tie my shoes and button my jacket, I knew I wanted to be a doctor. While all my classmates at the La Petite Academy made macaroni trees and smiley faces, I drew myself with a stethoscope curing a poor man with the cold. Every year in elementary school, we had career day. Never straying from my love to helping others I wanted to be a surgeon one year, to a dentist the next, and even an obstetrician, I changed my mind quickly once I found out what they did. Looking back on my childhood, I always had a connection with animals and always loved being around them. Early mornings I would open our nearly frozen-shut windows listening to the birds calling. Beside from the squawking of the crows, I heard a soft, pleasant yet curious bird call. It stuck out to me

Kevin and I stepped into a whole new world in the fall of 2009. We began our degree program at Emmanuel School of Religion, which is now called Emmanuel Christian Seminary. We were working on our Masters of Arts and Religion. I was excited and nervous about going back to college. Our first day was terrifying. Kevin and I attended orientation the week prior to classes starting. There was a definite realization this academic program was going to be a challenge. However, I wanted a challenge. On the first day of class, we started with Greek. Our professor was Dr. Marwede. He opened the class with a test. He came over to my chair first and handed me a paper with a list of Greek words on it. My immediate reaction was shock, which Dr. Marwede realized I was overwhelmed by the look on my face. He told the class we could take it home as homework. Many of the students in the Greek class had previous experience with Greek; however, Kevin and I had no knowledge at all. We were overwhelmed. We were assigned five chapters and told to return the next day for a quiz with our homework.

Growing up, my parents and I always took the time to read stories together. Before bed, before school, while playing with dolls in the bathtub. Fiction and nonfiction stories alike taught me about both the physical, literal world around me, and the world I could create in my own mind when I needed to find comfort. It was through the works of fiction, however, that I learned despite the hardships of life, I could disappear into a world I could mold however I pleased.

When I was younger, I saw my life simply in stages. These stages included things like graduating high school, going to college, getting a good job, getting married, and starting a family. At the time, that seemed like societal norm and something everybody desired, but I never predicted there would be so many obstacles along the way to prevent that. Now, I realize that life is far more complicated than passing through simple stages and that there are limitless alternate routes you could take. In the following paragraphs I will describe two events in my life that have impacted me the most, being my parent’s divorce and my dad’s illness, and the larger forces that drove these events.

I was convinced at one point in my life that I wouldn't graduate high school, let alone get a college degree. I grew up in a broken home, where there was physical, emotional, mental, and sexual abuse. This all had a tremendous affect on me as a young girl, well into my teenage years, and early adult hood, and significantly impacted the choices I made for myself at the time. I moved out of my home at the age of 15 after my mother remarried, I went to live with a friend which I thought at that time was a great idea. It wasn't long after that I began smoking marijuana, doing cocaine, drinking and taking rohypno. I was hanging out with all the wrong people, and I stopped going to school for over a month my junior year. One morning after I had drank

Last summer was my most memorable summer so far. It was full of injuries, trips, and lots of my friends. I first took a dive straight off my horse, second I went zip lining on Mackinac Island in Michigan. After that I competed in my county fair. Next, summer will have a hard time taking the place of the summer of 2015.

Essentially anyone with influence in the region who had a stake in security was encouraged to attend, and we know of course that the insurgency is included in anyone with influence. Of course, the type of target that presents is monumental, but naturally we would not make it easy for the enemy. It would still be nowhere near easy to target the District Center just by our application of basic techniques; blocking positions, perimeter defenses, access control, observation and vigilance. It would have been easy to feel less than confident going into such a patrol, but we were the opposite. We had left no stone unturned and our Platoon was confident.

On Saturday, September 5th, myself and a few other coworkers had our personal cars parked on the Dollar Thrifty lot and was told to go and park at the employee lot at Hertz. Dana approached and confronted me about my car. The way I was addressed by her made me feel demeaned. Her tone was elevated, talking to me as if I was a child being scolded.  A child like the one she had in the passenger seat when I was confronted. She told me to move my car when my coworker came to relieve me. My response to her was okay. She stayed there for a minute than asked me had she made herself clear, again talking to me like a child. My response was " I heard you". She continued and asked if it was a problem. Again, my response was "I

“In every day, there are 1,440 minutes. That means we have 1,440 daily opportunities to make a positive impact.”

As I have grown up, mostly in an age where electronics are a "must have", I have very different opinions on it then most. I believe that, some students do over use the abliites that technology provides. I also believe that in some cases, technology is all that some students connect through.

After four years, I am now at my graduation ceremony, standing on the stage, waiting for my name to be called and looking back to the day I first came to Augie. Everything was so new to a girl that has never lived far away from her parents. I did put my very first step in the new learning environment with completely new friends. I have been through many sleepless nights with deadlines and assignments; there were homesick nights with thoughts of family and friends at home. I have never thought that I would be able to overcome those difficulties. However, four years passed by, everything has changed. I am no longer a shy girl who didn’t dare to raise hand or to speak in class, who couldn’t balance between school work and activities, who didn’t

“It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is most adaptable to change,” says Charles Darwin. This quote relates to me because throughout the junior year I tried my best to get the sharpest straight A’s so when I couldn’t get to those straight A’s I beat myself up over it. Making my depression, anxiety, and guilt even worse than ever before. I wasn’t the student I once was and that I am an ill repute. Because of these emotions, the only solution was to end my life to end my suffering so I tried but survived the attempt after being hospitalized. I came back my friends and my teachers still supported me with their best attempt and never gave up on me. Life was punishing this year I learned

"There will never be a point in your life where its the right time to do a great thing. If youre waiting for that perfect moment, that perfect timing, its not going to happen. You have to create the perfect time, the perfect opportunity, and the perfect situation." That is a quote by famous motivational speaker Eric Thomas. I eat, sleep, and breathe it! I am a top football prospect in the state of Delaware, I have been offered 12 Full Division 1-A scholarships, All American honors, and I received 1st Team Academic All-State. Sounds like a kid with a gift, right? Wrong! Single parent home, moving from shelter to shelter, in and out of alternative school, losing loved ones to gun violence, labeled a problem child, being bullied and picked

I had to make a choice to change schools and move two hours away. Leave all of my friends and family and start over. But I swallowed the pill and did it. As I am right now dealing with it everyday old friends message me saying, “what’s up, you coming to hanging anytime soon.”

By the time I was five I was changing pampers. I basically grew up being in charge of the household, which I didn’t mind because I knew how hard my father worked. My father never got a chance to go to college because he had to work to support us, by watching him struggle I knew how important school was. I was an A honor roll student and Gifted Talented, and when I got to high school I was in AP classes. When I turned fifteen my life changed, my father met someone that wasn’t such a good person. He ended up throwing me out because his girlfriend