Personal Narrative: My Southern Region

Living in the South as a youngster was an experience of which I reflect on today as a period of silence for me. There was still a great deal of racial tension in the air, I was told not to talk to white people as they were the enemy and would most likely hang me, and the schools were still segregated so there was no interaction with people other than those who looked like myself. At that time, I was not thinking about the future, but was more focused on the dos and don't s of the era. You were only to speak when spoken too, you didn't listen on adult conversations, you didn't discuss anything thing that went on within the household with anyone outside, and now there was the threat of desegregating the schools which became a major topic of discussion of which I was completely omitted.

Mr. Smith, a young adult still finding his way through life, knew how to lead a correct, simple life. Unlike Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump, we see that they have lived their lives a while now, so they should know how to act. The difference between the twenty sixteen candidates and Mr. Smith is that Mr. Smith was mature and civilized. He was kind to everyone around him and looked towards the younger generation to assist their growth. In this election, we cannot help but notice the order in which they respond to each other throughout their debates and social life. Mr. Smith had more maturity than the elders of our generation. It was easier for Mr. Smith to stand for his boy’s camp and what he believed in than it is for two adults to have one conversation without it getting out of

Hi I am Jason Krause and I am 12 years old and I go to nbps. I've been going to school here for 7 years and I've enjoyed it. This summer I went to Alabama for 5 weeks ! I went there with my family and I saw my moms side of the family. I found out we were going 5 minutes after I got home and we were off to the airport in less than 45 minutes. It was a crazy day! Normally we would fly to Tampa or Atlanta but this time we flew to Baltimore. I was so tired in the airport on the way there and back. When we landed in Alabama it was 10:30 pm. When we got to my uncles house it was 11:30 and my cousin Bruce was asleep because he is 7 years old. Have you ever been to Birmingham , Alabama ? The next morning we woke up and my cousin was so surprised

In a country founded and built upon diverse people, cultures, and beliefs, citizens of the United States of America often have varied opinions on what makes an honorable leader to guide this nation. With the 2016 presidential election well under way, both Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump face the daunting task of convincing the general U.S population how under their leadership, he or she will recognize both the strengths and flaws of our country, but promise to “fight for us” and “make America great again.” In John Heilemann and Mark Halperin’s novel, Game Change, the reader gets an insider perspective of the 2008 presidential race to the White House and what makes a successful or failing campaign. As a political consultant for Donald Trump,

On 06/19/17, a t12:00pm, I Deputy Warden N. Christian was dispatched to 3251 Miriam Drive South on an injury-possible dangerous or vicious dog. I arrived at the location and was advised by The Columbus Division of Police (CPD) that the victim is being transported to Mount Carmel West Hospital (793 W State St) for her injuries and dog owner resides at the above location. I exited my vehicle and approached the dog owner. I spoke to dog owner Alex Kriglowitz and his wife. I asked Mr. Kriglowitz what transpired. He explained he was mowing his lawn and opened the side fence to mow the side yard. His dog was in the backyard. Mr. Kriglowitz completed mowing and forgot to close the gate. Mr. Kriglowtiz went inside the house and the next thing

Being from rural Mississippi, people from other states assume that we know very little about what goes on outside our state let alone our own town. In a way, I can see why, but glad I am one of the ones who, thanks to my family, have an idea of a world larger than my town. I am from a family of six consisting of my mother, father, step-mother, brother, and identical twin sister. We did a lot of traveling when growing up normally traveling out of state even if just for weekends. My interest in other cultures and languages came from my family, especially on my mother’s side where I members who traveled out of country for work and would bring us back clothes, books, or other souvenirs. My dad did not do as much traveling as my mom and had not

“Five Mississippi” -- Oozing crimson blood squirts and jets all over my snug apparel. Like a blazing fire, it spreads all over my “scratched” body . “Four Mississippi “-- One last glimpse of the moon playing hide and seek with the clouds, before I fade away. In that grimy, dreary, and wintry starlit sky, but that weather just made me expect the feeling of death. “Three Mississippi” -- Eyes of scarlet are gazing at me, however, I only perceive a blur; yet those eyes only made its ivory silk tailcoat, silver lining top hat, and chocolate skin seem more…nefarious. “Two Mississippi” -- Cozy fuzzy gloves are carrying me; flinging me to the strange electric glow of that eerie river; where I slowly sink into the ominous waters: drowning, bleeding,

I wasn't sure what to expect. While I had always been interested in the conditions of my society, I was a novice in the political arena. Never before had I given a speech in front of a group of people larger than those in a typical high school classroom, much less run for any kind of political office. In that first hour after my arrival, as I waded through a gym full of ASB presidents, state-level competitors in speech and debate, and seasoned MUN delegates, I

Every single person has their own unique identity and culture.At first when I moved to Lafayette from my hometown it was like being a White Tiger around all regular tigers.I didn't really fit in and I kinda stood out because I wasn't from Lafayette.I moved to Lafayette from my hometown in the summer of 2015.My cultural identity fits me because of my accent.

There was one severe weather even that had happened during my childhood while growing up in the south tip of Texas. It is an experience I would never forget.

Life is like a puzzle. Everyone wants to find their place and feel like they are “at home.” Sometimes that can be a bit challenging if someone is different. In “Where Are You From” , the author deals with going “back home” to South Korea and finding out that because she was in America for so long, she no longer fits in or has a place(Park 357). I can relate. My parents are not together and because I live with my mom, it was my duty to visit my father during Christmases and summers. I learned that even among family, it is possible to feel like the odd one out.

“Passport please,” I heard the woman say boarding me onto the plane. I was on my way to Japan, so excited as I took my first step onto this giant piece of metal the size of Indiana. As I walked through the isle on the plane, I found my seat right next to my best friend, Olivia. As we get comfortable; music in our ears, and playing card games, the pilot gets on the speakers and says it is ready for take off. The anticipation of seeing this beautiful country and joy of being able to go there and help people was such a blessing, I was beyond excited. Suddenly I found myself gripping my seats and and huge thud, we had landed in Tokyo, Japan.

       The bus ride to Georgia was long and tiring. I left NC at night with Tra to go and meet this brother named Anwar I had been talking to for some time, and some other Nuwaubian brothers and sisters. Tra and I didn’t arrive to Macon GA until around 11am. I met the family I was going to stay with through this website called New World Order. It was a website geared towards discussing Nuwaubian beliefs, and other topics, and also keeping Nuwaubians abreast of what was going on with the leader. I use to chat with a lot of various people up there. Eventually I came in contact with this brother named Anwar. I first learned about Nuwaubianism years ago through reading some of York’s books and surfing the net. After

The one question I hate being asked the most: “Where are you from?” Why would such a simple question bother me? It is simply just too complicated to answer. I was born in New York, and have moved to Maryland, California, Pennsylvania, Virginia, and eventually to Indiana. By moving so often, I have been able to accomplish a goal that many could only dream of. Visiting all fifty states, because of all my experiences in other places and people, I desire to learn more about others. As well as gain new experiences and live life to the fullest.

Have you ever went on a vacation, birthday, special event, or somewhere fun? Well I have! I had a blast at South Carolina.