Personal Narrative: Joining The Poom Team

I had finally had enough of Anna, so i told my mom and dad what had been going on, mom said “well im proud of you and jessica for being the bigger person about all of this mess, so i will talk to your principal tomorrow morning”. I was having a normal day no jessica problems in matter in fact i have not seen her all day until… They called me down to the office as if i was in trouble, but really is was my dad picking me up for the day, because my mom had died. I was too worried about Anna, that i didn't even realize that my

Today I wrote this letter to introduce myself to you for the purpose of improving our collaboration during this semester. As a first son and a fifth child in the family, I’ve received many loves from my parents and my four older sisters. My family migrated from Vietnam to the United States five years ago and carried our new hopes and dreams to this place. I was having a tough time in maintaining my native language and learning English at the same time. I don’t have any interest in reading books because I‘ve never really enjoy any book that I’ve read in the past, or just because I haven’t read as much book as i thought I did. My goal for this year is to past every classes with an A. The reason is I don’t want to lose my financial aid, and

My capstone project was a dog walker and a wheelchair for Seely. Since the Humane Society didn’t know if she’d be able to get a prosthetic or not, my group designed two products for two situations. The walker will help Seely learn how to use a prosthetic leg, if she gets one, and the wheelchair will allow her to walk without her front legs.

A club that I had always wanted to be apart of since my freshman year of highschool was The Beta Club.

explained what was going to happen and things with my little sisters and me but they both as in my mom and dad said I can choose what I want to do because I am mature enough to make my own decisions I said thank you she said you're welcome I walk down went to my room and thought some more and cried. but I just haven't had anything major happened in my life since I can remember so I'm not sure how to react or what to do I Center my bed and watch TV I just sit there and stare into my wall not sure why there just didn't seem to be anything else to do basketball practice starts tomorrow and I wasn't looking forward to that at all I honestly didn't want to go but I thought to myself I have to if I want to have a chance to make it to Varsity next year. Show them how good I was or how good I could be there my mom through the how set a time for dinner see me and my

A project that I have managed was a senior capstone project which involved extensively researching a psychologist and present a complete presentation to the psychology department heads at Virginia Commonwealth University. As the project manager on the senior capstone project I encountered several difficulties and problems that required an innovated approach to team management. My group included of a total of four group members, these group members assumed as project led I would complete our group project without any help. I used my experience that I gained from working at PepsiCo to motivate my team members into all of us working together. I organized a group meeting to get to know each other by leading a communication exercise among the group

I talked with both my parents to let them know that my teacher offered me the swing position for the (technical) varsity show choir. “What does swing mean”? My mom nor dad didn’t really understand what swing meant and it kinda turned the conversation into an explanation for about ten minutes. After about ten minutes, my mother continued talking.”That’s a very big honor, son, with you being a freshmen”. That made me feel even more proud of myself on the inside.”Did you ask about what you’ll have to do or when you go to practice for them” Said my mom.”No, I was so caught up with her offering it to me that I was racing to get home and tell you guys, and it was only 9 in the morning”. slowly realizing that there might be more in store for me once I said yes to the position and the position said yes to me. Vocal came along and before class started, I walked to my teacher to let her know I said yes to the offer.”Awesome” she said “But that means that you’ll have to stay in the show choir we’ve already put you in, and you’ll have to go to the practices for Trojanaires”. That’s when every responsibility hit me like a truck. “Cool, I can’t wait”. The only reason I agreed was because I had already said and if I backed out on the spot, then it would show Ms. Pool that I wasn’t prepared for the big spot in the future. This all happened on a Tuesday and I was set to start rehearsal on that

Before I knew it the tryouts were over and my mom came to pick me up. She picked me up in front of the building, when she was supposed to pick me up in the back. As if i wasn’t embarrassed enough I thought to myself. I was so disappointed with how it went. I remember getting angry at my mom when she asked me about it. I think I thought that she read my mind and knew exactly how nervous and sad I was.

Coming into this training environment I felt like I knew what to expect. Boy, was I wrong. The Chief Petty Officer’s Academy introduced me to some unique and thought provoking ideas that, if proposed the right way, could potentially push our unit in the right direction. The Staff ride to historic Marin Headlands National Park and concepts such as LPI 360 and physical fitness are great examples of new and exciting techniques we can use to drive our unit forward.

Happy Tuesday! I just wanted to send over a note of thanks for taking the time to speak to me yesterday on the phone. After our conversation, and my Skype call with Kirby I truly believe with my experience in handling food & beverage, lifestyle, talent and entertainment clients coupled with my strong media relationships across those fields I would be an asset to the Joneswork team.

If you cut the squad down to six that leaves six girls with the option of joining volleyball, a very tight knit group of mean girls that didn’t appreciate newcomers, or have no sport at all. The girls that would’ve been cut from the squad needed an activity that included them, because they never were accepted into any other group and never felt part of the group. My coach goes out of her way to make sure that everyone is accepted and feels like a part of the group, so by cutting us down you’re taking away the thing the girls need most. After hearing that the squad was going to be cut my coach was absolutely heartbroken, but she was ready to fight for us. She started out by having meeting after meeting to make them change their minds, some of them did and some of them didn’t. Those that didn’t were so sick of hearing our coach’s arguments and pleas that they decided to take it to the next level: they threatened her job. After that she couldn’t do anymore without losing her job, which she worked so hard for. We couldn’t ask anymore of her because that wouldn’t be fair, so it was our turn. I decided that we needed to do something because you can’t take away the one good thing that a high school girl had, nor can you take away the bond

She wanted me to join the choir and the play, and I wanted to join, but I was nervous. I was nervous about my voice, nervous about my body, nervous about my acting and motions. I finally toughened up and decided to try out for the play. But on the day of the play tryouts, I chickened out and went home. When I got there my parents were mad at me, especially my dad, he wanted me to be in the play and have fun, he knew I wasn’t shy so he kept telling me to join. I knew I wasn't shy, but what if other people thought I was bad? What if I couldn't sing? What if I froze up? What if I accidentally embarrassed myself? What if, What if, What if. It didn't

They all waited for an answer and I was reluctant to give them one. They wouldn’t like my response. “I don’t think I’m good enough.” I answered honestly. “You shouldn’t think like that.” It was Noah, this time. I was surprised by his input. So were my parents because they encouraged him to go on. Noah was never one to give me advice or motivating words. So I understood how awkward he felt to continue, but knew that if he wanted to get off the dinner table he would have to go on. “I mean, I’ve seen you play before and you’re really actually pretty great.” He continued, his voice shaking. I looked down to play with the leftovers on my plate. I wasn’t used to hearing him talk about me with so much emotion in his voice. We barely say anything nice to each other. So hearing what he had to say made the awkward tension like a thick glass in the air just waiting to fall. The more he talked, the heavier that glass got. “I think you should try out for the team. They’ll be lucky to have someone as passionate about the sport as you are.” He finished, trying to smile and make it less

The room is dim and any person that walks into the room can feel all the tension in the room. Everyone is looking at their shoes it seems like no one is breathing and not a single word can be heard. The room is filled with all the girls that wanted to play basketball my junior year and I just feel very uncomfortable in the room. I felt like everybody’s eyes were just staring at me and I just wanted to run away, but I knew that was not the right choice to make. Mr. Crowther, Mrs. Guerrero, and Maria all walked in because they wanted to solve the issue that was going on because it was like I lost my best friends to an issue that really seemed hurt me. Mr. Crowther started speaking about the issue with the whole basketball coach problem going on when he started talking about it I just felt the tears coming and I knew that I shouldn’t cry, but I two tears rolled down my cheeks and I made sure nobody saw me. Some girls in the room talked about how they didn’t why we are here and it is not a big girl.

One rainy night in November, I arrived to the church gym for my first basketball practice of the season. As I walked in the doors creaked and you could smell the gym floor. As I already heard the basketballs hitting the ground, bouncing up and down. My friends Brittany and Destiny walked in right behind me through the door. That was when we realized we were the only girls surrounded by all guys. As practice came to a start we began to run, it felt like we were never going to stop. Up and down the court as we ran suicides, you could hear the squeaking of shoes as we went from the next line back and then on to the next. Before we started scrimmaging, the two captains were boys. Brittany, Destiny, and I stood in amazement as we were the last three standing there. You could see by their expressions they didn’t want any of us on either team.