Personal Narrative: My Grow USlf

childhood and adolescence, affected my views and expectations of sex and gender, and formed my

iii. I also feel discriminated against, due to the fact that I am being left out of the boy’s events and paid less.

Growing up I was raised by my mother and great-grandfather; my father was never involved and still isn’t presently. Since my mom was a single parent she was always working late at night and my great-grandfather would take care of me. He was a strong, stubborn man who loved everyone with all of his heart. However, he was dying of two arduous cancers; esophagus and colon. I was well aware of what was happening to the only father-figure in my life but I tried to keep his spirits up every day. I spent every day of my first 9 years with him and I regret that I didn’t spend more. Due to him being sick and passing away, I grew up quick. I was more mature than most of the kids I was around which inhibited my child-like character. Throughout middle

When writing this paper I didn’t realized all that I went though during my life. I do remember that I grow up to soon. I was in charge of my younger sister pretty much all the time. At the age of thirteen I was babysitting her and I had to learn to do grown up things because my parents didn’t know. My mom doesn’t know English so she made sure that I knew how to do everything for so it would be easy for her. I don’t mind that I think I grew to fast because I knew from a young age what good and what was bad. I didn’t do anthing reckless in high school that I could have regreated in furture, which im thankful for. I’m happy that I grew up in a Bilingual household because I love being open to other cultures and I love mine it makes me different.

It was a typical Sunday morning, I ate breakfast with my family and got ready for church. The morning went on with a drag, than 5 o’clock hit. Once 5 o’clock hit my mother started yelling at my sister and me to get our stuff packed and into the car. We had only a few hours before my final summer of upward bound started. Since I started my senior year I’d been remembering many moments of my past and been reflecting on them. Therefore as I began to pack, it didn’t seem strange to me as I started to flash back to what had gotten me into Upward Bound in the first place.

Hi iam Edgardo Flores i was born in casa grande, az not that far away from our state capital,Phoenix, Az.theres nothing better to do in a hot summer than going out with the friends to a lake and have a blast riding jet skis boats and my favorite, swimming!My activites of the day are shooting,riding horses,and my favorite one is quad riding.Thats right! ive been doing these fun exciting hobbies since i was 9 years old.pretty young huh?

The intention was not to lower my self-esteem but to protect my image as a young girl and build my confidence. Gender roles were merely distinguished by knowing how to cook, laundry, appearance and speech. A couple of remarks made by my father and mother for example was, “you should know how to cook because how are you going to feed your children and husband?”, “be aware how you speak and look because men are going to think negatively about you”. Statements differentiated gender roles and how to behave based on gender.

People always aspire to get better at something. Whenever someone starts to learn something new, they’re not good at it right off the bat. This is the case for learning how to write and develop arguments. I started to write in elementary school, and I was not excellent at it. After many years of writing, I have definitely grown to be a better writer. My papers in SLC have better word choice than in my FLC papers.

I am a first generation child to have been born in my family, the first generation who is about to graduate high school and the first generation to go to a college and succeed in life.

Aristotle once said that “Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom.” While other children grew up amazed by the night sky and all its wonders, I grew up captivated by the orchestration of the tiny universe within each and every one of us. Throughout my life, I am constantly mesmerized by the human body’s uncanny resilience against adversities. What fascinates me the most is the body’s ability to constantly overcome obstacles in its battle for survival. The intricate and interdependent symphony of our inner machineries working ceaselessly, enabling us to not only survive, but also thrive fascinates me unlike any other fields of knowledge. Yet, despite the body’s best effort to maintain this inner harmony, there comes a point when it can no longer burden the stress placed upon it. I learned this harsh reality through my father’s battle against his chronic kidney diseases.

Well, I can’t say that I am not scared. I mean…I am kind of standing beside my shed looking for someone. Let’s see, what can I do to get this off my mind for a few minutes? I am not really thinking straight right now, but I will keep thinking. Suddenly I hear a twig snap, and just like any “ brave” boy would, I go and investigate. I turn my flashlight on to get a better view of the tree rubble. I don’t see anything so I turn to leave and come face to face with a masked man. Out of nowhere he pushes me to the ground and sprints off. When I look around, I see that the ground is littered with broken glass, but I think nothing of it. For some reason when I stand up I feel a whole lot shorter and surprisingly itchy. I do one quick glance

When this year began (2015) my writing skills were in a scrabble to be at the level i knew they could achieve. TSi prep has brought me to a whole new level of writing and reading , by thrusting me into college literature and writing samples i feel more advanced in my academics.

When I was young, I had to grow up fast. My dad was out of my life since I was very young. I grew up around my mom’s friends. I always tried to act older and be mature so I didn’t annoy them with the fact that I was still a child. I wanted to try and be like them since I knew that they were good people. I feel like I never got to really be a child, even though I did. I was super spoiled and was the only child. Life couldn’t get any better for me since I was mature and had everything I wanted. It just would’ve been better if I could’ve acted more childish and not so uptight.

It was a bright, sunny day and I was eating pizza inside with my beautiful girlfriend. We were trying out a brand new restaurant in Stuyvesant Plaza called Blaze Pizza. It was very good, crispy, thin pizza. She got pepperoni on hers and I got pepperoni, jalapenos, and artichokes on mine. Yum. After that awesome meal we were looking for something to do. Luckily, our friends Lindsay and Chris wanted to hangout. Chris and Lindsay are really smart, nice, and adventurous people. I’d like to think Sarah and I are that way too, but I’m not that smart. We get along with them really well and enjoy spending time with them. Chris recommended we go to a waterfall close to Rensselaer, which sounded like a good plan to us. Chris picked us up at my house,

Growing up for me was quiet. I lived an average life, for example I would go to school, mom and dad would go to work, and we do it all over again the next morning. Nothing really changed until the beginning of second grade. After one week of second grade at a school I had been going to for years, my family decide to move. After we moved once we continued to move. To this day I don’t know why we moved around so much, but it caused me to check into a different school each month. I had changed five schools in less than a year.