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The biggest change was how I started to act. Whenever I lived in Colorado I use to hang out with a lot of white kids that BMX shoot paintball and they were all in to diesel trucks so I kind grew up as a white kid when I lived in Colorado even though I was Hispanic. When I moved to Wyoming I had a lot of family and cousins my age so when I started school I had my cousins that I never knew about. Coming to Wyoming was a change because I stopped hanging out with white kids that are into all the stuff my friends were in Colorado. Whenever I moved to Wyoming I started getting in a lot of trouble because the people I was hanging out with. Which they all liked to do illegal stuff and dangerous stuff which I was kind of knew to. Even my mom saw a change …show more content…

The change that I thought was never going to change was my style I used to dress like a white kid with my mow hawk and now I wear what people would call dressing like a gangster with my jewelry and my clothing is from stores that a lot of popular and rappers …show more content…

It was supposed to be a visit for Easter to come see my mom’s family which we were close to because some of my family like grandpa and grandma all use to live in Craig too. We came here for Easter since my mom wanted to spend it with family. At this time my mom found out she had cancer and she was really sick and she had family in Craig but not like her mom and dad. When we came we stayed at my grandpas and grandma’s house. Every time we woke up there was breakfast also with lunch and dinner so I was enjoying this they also had a house full of snacks. It was a fun time being here with my family but it was time to go back to Craig which it was a hard time for my mom because she loved being with her parents. On the way back we hit Thermopolis and was heading into the canyon my mom broke down and started crying saying she wanted to move here also my older sister wanted to also my stepdad didn’t really care what we did but it was knew to him because he grew up in Colorado in Craig. It was me and my other sister that didn’t want to move here because we had all are friends and stuff up in Craig and it was going to be weird starting with new people and having new friends like we were scared to start all over again. We had friends in Colorado out all of our stuff in storage so next time we went up there we could get it and haul it all back to Wyoming. After all

Autoethnographic Text By Richard Rodriguez Summary
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This might sound silly but one of the most drastic changes for me was having to take a bus. I used to walk to school in California so I was able to leave whenever I felt like. The bus made me wake up super early because I was the first stop and also I had to be ready I could not make it wait. The neighborhood kids were used to this so they knew everyone that rode the bus and knew the bus driver, I had to develop that connection while everyone already had it. Besides making new friends the bus made me more punctual, I had to be awake at a certain time and follow my
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Narrative Essay About Moving To Another State
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Before, I could even take note, it was already October. It was time for me to pack everything in my room, and say my final goodbyes to my family members. I was going to leave everything that meant a lot to me behind. Previously, before October, we picked up my dad from the airport so that he could help us load all of our belongings to the U-Haul truck. Lily, ‘my cousin’, (we aren’t related, she is just a very close friend who I consider family) was staying with use because she want to see her father, who was also living in Denver. My mom and dad, sister, uncle, cousin, and I all stayed at the house one last night. I remember that my sister said that all her friends gathered around my mom’s car to wave goodbye to her. Her closest friends got very emotional and they started to cry. Not only did the move affect me, it also affected my sister greatly. It was like someone had given her a punch in the stomach. By the next day, we had everything in the U-Haul truck, and it was time for me to leave my precious Vegas behind. We had now started the drive to
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Personal Narrative- Cousin's Death
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My mom had been going to school in Greeley and staying at my Aunt Margaret's house . She had been away for two weeks and wanted to come home for the Fourth of July weekend. My mom had suggested that I go back with her and visit colleges, shop, go to movies and just spend time together. I had been feeling pretty sorry for myself since she had been gone. I had been working alot as a maid and helping my dad run the house, I was getting very irritated with my siblings as I felt that I was the only family member doing my part to help my dad. I was really excited to have a week with my mom to myself. The whole ride over we were talking about what I wanted to do that week. Making plans and having "me time" seemed very important at the time.
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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On December 21, 2017 at 2028 hours, Officer Allday and I, Sgt. Wilson responded to 1693 Highway 90 (Fred's Pharmacy) in reference to a Malicious Mischief call.
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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This article got me thinking. I had face situation in my life that because of my bad grammar I had let go of great opportunities. English is my second languish and I thought that as long as I knew the basic I would be ok in life. But as I got older I started seeing the pattern of negatives effects of my insecurity of grammar. My return to college open my eyes to a better potential in life just by continually a proper college education. When reading this article the wheels of my brain started spinning. The first image that pop in my head, was my children trying to mimic all the YouTubers online with their in style vocabulary. Then two little boys appear in my head, two little boys that I saw ones about 10 years ago for about 10mn. I have forgotten them, until
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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I’ve spent the past ten years of my life pushing my body to the max. Sore muscles and blistered toes have become common for me. In fact, I can’t remember the last time a week’s gone by without one body part or another hurting. My blood, sweat, and tears are probably embedded in the floorboards of my studio — but I wouldn’t trade it for a thing. No matter how much pain it causes me, I keep coming back. Dance has truly become my life. It’s a form of self expression that I’ve learned to use as a method of self improvement for every part of my life. I often use it as a coping mechanism. When I’m upset, the barre is there for me to lean on. When I’m angry, I can put on my pointe shoes and prance my problems away. I could be in the worst possible
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Personal Narrative: How Music Changed My Life
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Other things in my life changed as well. I started to care about school, and developed a love for learning. My grades reflected this, and soon I began to like school again. I became cheerful and jubilant in my own ways. I was still under the clutches of my computer addiction, but things were looking up. I made some new friends in my class, and was generally a nicer person. I started listening to the same songs I always have, but at the same time branched out to different genres. I became a better person both in and out of my
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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Keeping yourself open to growth throughout life opens opportunities and leadership positions, which you wouldn’t have know about otherwise. I have joined many clubs throughout my first two years at Saint Xavier and loved them all. I have joined marine biology club, ski club, and fishing club. I have also joined the community service program special olympics. For my first action step, I will get involved in more clubs, electives, and community services options. I plan on joining the engineering club and looking at many other options at the club fair, as well as returning to my old clubs too. I’m also going to look for new and interesting electives such at anatomy and finance, to narrow down my major for college As I become a junior next year, I look forward to joining the big buddies program and eventually achieving a leadership role within in it. Next year, I will use my classes to break out of my comfort zone to meet new students and teachers. In doing all of this, I hope to find more friends that I can hang out with, so I’m not with the same group everyday.
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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The moment I stepped on the ferry was like no other. The feeling of the moisture from Lake Superior on my skin was breathtaking. I have passed Mackinac city a million times but never experienced the heart-stopping beauty of Lake Superior and Mackinac Island. When I arrived to the island there were thousands of people all around me. I have never been accustomed to how many people were around, and on such a small island. Living in Michigan for almost half my life and moving away from this experience was something I thought would never happen. I really took living there for granted. I had never realized all of the things I never did until after moving and coming back to Michigan to discover more. I moved to Wyoming the beginning of summer 2010.
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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A typical morning for me when i was 15 was not only trying to get myself ready to walk a long distance to school, but to prepare my two little sisters for their school. I was only 11 years old when my dad left us(mom and siblings). Ever since my dad left us I had to face a lot of challenges knowing that since that moment my life had changed. When my dad left i ended up taking a lot of responsibly at a young age. I started working and wanted to help my mom. We got to a point where we became homeless and i missed a lot of school. When my dad left he took everything and the house my parents were paying was way too much for my mom to pay by herself because is was working in the fields picking fruits. When we were homeless we had to go back to mexico
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Personal Essay: My Definition Of Independence
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In the summer of 2016 my little sister, Jenna and I went to New Mexico to visit our brother. My brother is in the Air Force and has traveled to several different places in the world. This was the first time in four years that he had been back in the states so my mother and father thought it would be a good idea to let Jenna and I fly out to New Mexico for the summer. I knew I would have a wonderful time, but the thought of my mom not being there with us
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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Do you ever think on new years eve “This year is going to be great!” But then it ends up terrible? Well I can relate to that. In 2016, I experienced failure. Failure in myself. I never expected to let myself down so bad. Let me start with why i experienced failure or how certain situations led me to failure. 2016 was the year when i lost many people to death and thought it was the most amazing idea to give up. 3 days into 2016 and i lost my uncle. 2 months later i lost my grandma that i haven’t seen ever since i was 4-5 because she lived in el salvador. Oh wait, then i thought my grandmas death would’ve been the last one i would have to go through for a while. But no, i lost my brother 6 months after due to an “accidental” shooting. I loved all of them and never wanted
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Inclusive Adult Learning Environments
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I've just changed completely from when I first (entered school). I used to take this little African body and force it into this European square peg. And you know, it didn't work. I kept trying to do it and trying to change who I was and tried to fit in. . . . When I finally decided to be the person that I am, I started feeling more comfortable. (Taylor 1995, p. 84).
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Death of My Aunt
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My parents had go to Switzerland the week after for the funeral and the family. We had school going on and my parents decided to leave us with friends and go by their own. I stayed at a very good friend of mine, and my sister at one hers. They left and, where going to stay there at least a week. The time I spent there was really hard. Not only because the most helpful people I could have been with where away but I kept on having flashbacks.
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Personal Narrative Essay: How People Dont Change
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People dont change; we just learn more about who they want to be. I was 11; It was the ending of fall, beginning of winter. My brother was five was at the time and we lived here in small town Cresco. We lived a normal family life. My mom worked at Donaldsons at night and my dad was working at McNeilious. I took care of my brother alot, had to watch, play, and be with him alot. We grew close when we were young. My dad would get home at 5:30 every night and we would have supper. Things were good. Although at night I would hear my parents fight about money, that all my mom cared about. She didnt care for anything else. It came to November 2nd, 2011 my moms birthday. I was making pancakes for her and she was in the shower and getting ready for
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