Personal Narrative Essay

I grew up overweight, amidst incessant teasing and judging glances so frequent they felt normal. I knew I was unhealthy. I wanted to improve, and I did try to work out and eat right a lot of times - but to no avail. It never worked. In hindsight, it is clear my failures were because I prioritized health below everything - academics, a social life - you name it. Moving to the US for college, leaving behind a support structure for a foreign culture, I knew I had a fresh start that I could make the

The Key to Developing Rock Hard Abs like the Rock I have always found myself to be a bit of a loaf, or as my mother would like to say “lazy.” Now, in reality I am not that lazy, but with a demanding schedule, research, and the unforeseen complications of having a girlfriend, I do not seem to find time for myself during the week. So, when the weekends come, I like to sit back on my reclining sofa, with a cup of soda on my left hand, and watch movies. But, one day I looked in the mirror, and I saw

I am Griffin Ziegler, eighteen years old to thistheis date, born of Richard and Denise Ziegler in Dalton, Georgia. I would describe myself as one who enjoys the eccentric, worldly, is willing to try new things, sociable, a great listener, and one who tries to be empathetic to those who need it. I was born into the Christian religion, but have taken a different route from my home faith, turning to more of a meditation/agnostic stance on life. I am involved with the Boy Scouts of America, and have

On the cold fall evening of September 29th, I chose interview my dad, James Fisher, about his experience of coming of age. He has affected my life, so I wanted to see what affected his life. When I met with James Fisher, he was very enthusiastic. I asked him to sit down with me. The first thing we discussed was how he felt he came of age. “I wanted a job when I was in high school to get money for things like gas, and with that came more responsibility. I had to learn how to manage money” ; he said

Some students have a background, identity, interest, or talent that is so meaningful they believe their application would be incomplete without it. If this sounds like you, then please share your story. I have a gift. A gift that is somewhat controversial. It fact some might said it is a drawback. I have ADD. Attention deficit disorder had been haunted me since I was young. If you ask me 3 years ago about it, I probably said “ADD is my toughest opponent”. It holds back my potential. I lived my life

One of the biggest obstacles that I have struggled with for the majority of my teenage years has been staying healthy, both emotionally and physically. In school, I struggled with saying no to new opportunities when my plate was likely already too full to begin with, which would lead to stress, exhaustion, and eventually emotional instability. I spent the vast majority of the rest of my time completing homework or working at a local diner, leaving myself with virtually no time for self-reflection

For my shadowing day I shadowed Mr. Jay, who works for Big Red Rooster company, however I spent the majority of my time with three of his coworkers. The first part of my day I spent with Mason Miller, a graphic designer, then to Sarah Mape, and environmental designer, and I ended with Brady Schneider, an architect. From talking to the three of them I learned that there is really no typical day at work. Any problem could come up at any moment and one should be ready to tackle the task immediately

I have never been asked a more challenging question than “what is your core belief?”. I know what motivates me and I know what I am passionate about, but what I truly believe was tough. I spent about two weeks trying to figure it out and I what I truly believe in is happiness. Maybe that is not an answer that one would expected, but at the root of every belief that I have happiness exist. Happiness is what motivates me the most. The most challenging about happiness is finding out what it is exactly

What to be when no one feels, What to do when no one cares, Like a homeless person without any meals, Like a storyteller without any tales, What many people fail to understand, That kindness and hate go hand in hand, They don’t understand what to be, Because ugliness is all they see, Life without hate, life without love, It’s like a sign from above, I don’t know what to do, Except to feel loved and hated by you, The sun may falter, the moon be changed, But you are on the earth’s big stage, I don’t

I am 16, as of the 22nd of June, 2016. By now I have matured through the years of a toddler, gone to daycare, attended K-5, seen my parents’ divorce, passed elementary school, excelled through middle school, attended wedding for mother and step father, attended the wedding for my father and stepmother, passed two years of high school, learned that my father and stepmother are likely to get a divorce, and finally, got a job at an assisted living home. So far at my youthful age of 16, I believe that