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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative I am listening for the sound of the front door. I know for certain that it is a Saturday night. I do not know whether I am six or 16, eight or 18. I may be alone. I may have a babysitter. It makes no difference. My vigil remains the same. I do not wait for the sound of the door opening. It is the sound of it closing that matters. If it clicks quietly shut, I know they will just have a cup of tea then go to bed....   [tags: Papers] 525 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative I am writing about an event which happened in my life that I would never forget. It was when Christ Church School took us all to Chessington World of Adventures for an end of Y9 trip. I don't remember the exact date seeing as this was two years ago, but I remember all the main events and important goings on. It all started when I woke up for school, normal time, in my normal routine, although I didn't pack any books or put on my school uniform. I went straight into the bathroom, had a wash, brushed my teeth and went back into my room to dress....   [tags: Papers] 1664 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative I will always remember going to the RSAMD (Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama) 2004 summer school. Although I had been to summer school each time it is a new experience. It almost gives you the feeling you get when you are going up the 1st slope on a roller coaster, your looking forward to it but you are also scared, that’s the only way to describe how summer school feels....   [tags: Papers] 903 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative My life never was the straightest forward to talk or write about. As sad as it seems, the only memories that stand out are not very happy ones. I am 17. I was born in Gloucester. Both of my parents raised me, and at the beginning of my life we definitely didn’t live in luxury....   [tags: Papers] 1036 words
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Personal Narrative- Living Life on the Edge - Personal Narrative- Living Life on the Edge Heart racing, palms clammy, stuttering with nervousness. All things that usually don’t describe one’s favorite thing in the world, however in my case those are the common symptoms for my favorite way to relax in the world, adrenaline rushes. Anything that puts you so close to death you could touch it, but still hang on to a thread of life to pull yourself back up with. It sounds immature and irresponsible, I know, but don’t judge until you’ve tried, and I could never describe the rush and the complete whole, peaceful state of meditation adrenaline rushes put me in that makes all the danger in the world entirely worth it....   [tags: Personal Perspective] 459 words
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Personal Narrative- A Lesson in Culture Shock - Personal Narrative- A Lesson in Culture Shock “ You want to be the same as American girls on the outside.” (Tan, Amy) Like Tan in her narrative “Fish Cheeks”, everyone has had a time in their lives when they wanted to fit in at school or home. Sometimes it is hard to try to blend into the surroundings. Moving from Boston to Tallahassee has taught me a lot about such things like honor, pride, and self-reliance. Such is related to us in Wilfred Owens’s “Dulce et Decorum est” which is about his experience in World War I....   [tags: Personal Perspective] 1075 words
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Personal Narrative- Living a Life of Humility - Personal Narrative- Living a Life of Humility For the only thing we have to shame is shame itself. Perhaps the name of Amy Tan’s mother will never be remembered like that of FDR, but the truth behind her words rings just as loud. To be different is an aspect of human nature that we are to be proud of, regardless of whether it’s socially hip or socially degrading. To be proud of something is to consider it worthy of honor, and that’s precisely what we must do- honor our individuality by becoming who we really are....   [tags: Personal Perspective] 1110 words
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Personal Narrative- First Job Anxiety - Personal Narrative- First Job Anxiety Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump. My heart began to race as I climbed in my truck early Monday morning. Anticipation grew inside of me at the thought of starting my new job. Would it be difficult. Would I get frustrated. I kept asking myself these questions, but I didn't want to know the answers. All the confidence that I had built up before that day had diminished and I was left with dread. I tried to reassure myself that it was just a summer job and that I would never have to go through it again, but my anxiety had already overcome me....   [tags: Personal Perspective] 680 words
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Personal Narrative - My Father - My Father My father can fix anything. He can make the cabinet door work again, the toilet, the light switch. He has toolboxes of cold metal wrenches and sockets and screwdrivers that turn any bolt or screw, whining saws that cut wood into any shape, and gauges with dials that rotate in clicks and snaps to tell him what’s wrong with any cord. He has hammers of steel and rubber and wood. Pliers that cut, bend, and twist. Clamps, drills, straps, punches, tapes, glues, oils, and jellies. A filing cabinet of tiny drawers filled with washers and nuts and hinges and bits of colored wire that he rolls between his thumb and forefinger until he knows which is right for the job....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 467 words
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Personal Narrative: The Roses - The front door was ajar and my skin began to crawl with fright. Did I carelessly forget to lock it after I left. Afraid of who might be in my house or what I might see, I looked around nervously to see what could be missing. Nothing. Why would someone come into my home only to leave with nothing. After searching every inch, I realized that everything was where I had left it. No broken lamps, overturned cushions, or draws emptied out on the carpet. Feeling relieved, I walked into my dinning room and looked out my oversized window at Ms....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 302 words
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Personal Narrative: Skiing Experience - Thin air encompasses me as I commence the final day of skiing at Vail, Colorado. Seven days of skiing elapse rather painlessly; I fall occasionally but an evening in the Jacuzzi soothes my minor aches. Closing time approaches on the final day of our trip as I prepare myself for the final run of the vacation. Fresh off the ski lift, I coast toward the junction of trails on the unoccupied expert face of the mountain. After a moment of thought, I confidently select a narrow trail so steep that only the entrance can be seen from my viewpoint....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 351 words
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Personal Narrative: The Delivery Room - It all started on a mid-fall night at about 11:55 when my sister started having labor pains. I really did not know anything was going on until I woke up, and the only reason I woke up was because my mother was running around the house hollering. So, I jumped up and put on some clothes and waited until it was time to go. My mother said, "We will go the hospital only if your contractions are five minutes apart". It was time to go to the hospital; also, the happiest time of my life was when I was in the delivering room with my sister....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 301 words
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Personal Narrative About Me - Me I am sentimental, out-going, indecisive, understanding, curious, naive, lazy, and young. I want to be ... , well a lot of things, and growing is discovering what they are. I feel people cannot see the potential within, although there is no one to blame but myself. I look to others for approval instead of to myself. I aim to please; it leads to approval. I don’t like to discuss my faults; I pity myself. I am weak in some respects, but in others I am strong. My life is a balance of ups and downs....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 494 words
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Personal Narrative- Books Have Greatly Impacted my Life - Personal Narrative- Books Have Greatly Impacted my Life I wasn't interested in books when I was very young, except for an interest in comic books. Maybe that's because I was never really read to consistently. My mother claims to have read to me some when I was younger, but I don't remember it. Giving birth to five kids in seven years, and having one die at three days old, sort of cut into her time for entertaining me with thrilling renditions of The Cat in the Hat. I had to entertain myself with what I could find, and I picked up some basic reading skills from some of the kid's shows on television in the sixties....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 2314 words
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Personal Narrative – Clashes with My Third-grade Reading Teacher - Personal Narrative – Clashes with My Third-grade Reading Teacher “Joshua” was not the only word over whose pronunciation Mrs. Jewell and I had clashed; for Mrs. Jewell, my third-grade reading teacher, was a sociolinguistic reformer in the grand tradition of George Bernard Shaw. Unlike Shaw, however, who believed that words should be spelled as they are pronounced, Mrs. Jewell adopted the stance that words should be pronounced as they are spelled. Using the analogy of words like “her,” “defer,” and “inter,” I suppose, she told us that the word “merry” should rhyme with “flurry” and “furry” and never with “hairy” or “wary.” Moreover, “berry” and “bury” should be pronounced the same way; that is, they should both rhyme with “flurry,” “furry,” and “merry” (or rather, “murry”)....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 1387 words
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Personal Narrative- Becoming a Good Loser - Personal Narrative- Becoming a Good Loser During my childhood I learned a number of valuable and important lessons. Each as varied as the next. Several years ago, however, I was taught a lesson that forever altered my outlook on life. I was seven years old and I’d already proven to my two sisters that I was a force to be reckoned with. In the mood for a little fun I decided to partake in a game of Candy land. The object of the game was to make it to Candy Castle before my two worthy opponents. The game lasted for less than an hour, but I would remember it for the rest of my life....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 497 words
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Personal Narrative- Growing Closer to God - Personal Narrative- Growing Closer to God My head spins as I fly down Capital Circle on my way back home from church. Church has always been the highlight of my week, but something was missing tonight. I just couldn't seem to focus on worshiping God. My usual words of praise were empty. My hectic life had become a distraction and kept me from focusing on God, who should be my main priority. The butterflies in my stomach feel more like a herd of elephants tearing through my body. I cry out, "Why God....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 659 words
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Personal Narrative - One of My Most Coveted Achievements - One of My Most Coveted Achievements   Dr. Ross’ Comments: This essay is a very good example of a personal experience shared by the writer. She clearly describes an important episode in her life and vividly reveals a part of her true “self” to her audience.   What began in my life as yet another effort in weight loss became one of my most coveted achievements. After the birth of our third child, and too many pounds that were not disappearing, we purchased a small above ground pool. While the kids splashed, I began my aquatic exercise program....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 618 words
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Personal Narrative - Who’s Hurting Mother? - Narrative – Who’s Hurting Mama. It is midnight and a butterfly is trapped in my room. I see it fly over the ceiling and it hides in my bookshelf. I think it got stuck between the books. I tiptoe across the room. I am very quiet. But the butterfly isn’t there. I think the rabbit scared it away. A rabbit hops backward down my walls. It’s a rabbit not a bunny. I don’t like bunnies. Only rabbits. Shhhh. He’s staring at me. I can see into his eyes. He is a pink rabbit with blue polka dots and he asks me if he can pretty please have a carrot....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 1403 words
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Personal Narrative - My Dad - Above All the Rest: My Dad   The man above all the rest, because of his influence on my life, is my dad. He is so special to me that it's hard to put it in words. My dad is the one who had me knowing in my heart by 7th grade, maybe even sooner, that I wanted to teach someday and that I wanted to coach. My dad was a 5th and 6th grade teacher for 23 years. During these years he coached track, softball, volleyball, and my favorite sport, basketball. I think I probably had a basketball in my hands when I was born....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 726 words
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Personal Narrative - Football...and Musicals? - My Love of Football...and Musicals. I am first in my class, an all-state football player, weigh 220 pounds, and can lift up small cars, yet I have a secret which I have kept hidden for years. It rages within me, yearning to break free and reveal itself in both shame and splendor. I can contain it no longer. I must shed my inhibitions and proclaim aloud, "So help me God, I love musicals!" Until now, only my family and those who have had the experience of calling my house in the midst of one of my renditions of the confrontation scene between Javert and Valjean from Les Misérables knew about my passion for musical theater....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 503 words
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Personal Narrative - A Little Kindness - A Little Kindness The most joyous season of the year in our house is Christmas. All the family gets together, gifts are exchanged and we give thanks for all that we have. This Christmas however, was one that I will never forget. If it weren't for the help of a stranger coming to my rescue, my holidays would have been ruined. He reminded me that a little kindness really does go along way. It was three days before Christmas, snowing outside and the hustle and bustle of the holidays was in the air....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 920 words
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Personal Narrative - The Hunted - The Hunted As I was growing up, the killing of animals, mostly small ones, became almost second nature to me. It was a way that our family, of eleven, would have meat on our dining table. Rabbits, squirrel, a good old Texas armadillo, or, when they were big enough, a mess of fat juicy frog legs would usually fill my brothers' and sisters' desire for meat. After all, in the 1950's times were hard. There wasn't much of an opportunity to make money and wages were at an all-time low. You could make a nickel by selling a soda bottle or work in the cotton fields all day for five dollars....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 549 words
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Personal Narrative - Under Pressure! - Under Pressure. I never knew returning to school would cause so much disruption in my life. I figured that I could handle a couple of classes here and there, and eventually I would get a degree in something. I just knew that my household would run on autopilot, that I could keep a full-time job and keep up my grades, and that my family would suffer no undue stress because I was attending school. How wrong I was. The three major pressures facing me today as a student are making good grades, making a living, and making my family happy....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 638 words
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Personal Narrative - Mother Ireland - Mother Ireland My family is proud to boast a long and rich history mothered by the Emerald Isle of Erin, which is Gaelic for Ireland. My family's clan was first called the O'Neills, and we inhabited the outskirts of a small village which now goes by the name of County Cork. We were minstrels, actors and musicians in the courts of our family's home for many generations. An interesting piece of recent history about my family is that we are closely related to the Kennedys on my father's side....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 1097 words
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Personal Narrative - Sleeping with the Enemy - Sleeping with the Enemy When I fall asleep in public, Alex informs everyone that "Bryan likes to pay money to go to sleep." His words don't stray far from the truth. I am convinced that I am afflicted, cursed, by something. I am haunted by the constant threat of unconsciousness. Glancing behind me, I see nothing, but sense the shadow that lurks. He is never very far, waiting patiently for me to drop my guard. We are very close, my shadow and I, and we know all of each others' tricks. A continuing match of wits takes place every time I step into a living room, a movie theater, a library, an automobile....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 1761 words
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Personal Narrative - Catapulting Fish - Catapulting Fish I saw fish. We all did. Little silver fish the size of my palm were all lying sideways on the surface of the water. There were just a few at first, but they kept appearing. I saw a little boy point to a fish and ask his father about it. The boy knew the difference between the fake shark and the real dead fish. I entered Amityville from the employee entrance. Just past the break room there is a 7-foot-tall light blue wooden gate door. Even from there, I could smell it....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 979 words
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Personal Narrative - A Journey - A Journey I am by myself wearing my blue jeans and an old flannel shirt. It is cool outside but I decided to leave my gloves at home, feeling comfortable with my warm shirt and my sturdy boots. It is just me and the woods. I take nothing with me when I leave, because I know that I won't be gone too long. It is early fall so it is cool outside but not cold. I am back on teh east coast walking through the woods of the Appalachins. The leaves have begun turning colors so there is a beautiful aray of oranges, yellows, greens, and reds....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 930 words
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Personal Narrative - Our Marriage - Our Marriage Our official journey began on August 2, 1997 in Las Vegas. That was our wedding day and my official entry into married life. Tim and I said, ?I do. in Clark County, Nevada. The clerk declared us 'best friends for life' in a ceremony with just the two of us. That declaration was more profound and welcomed than one any priest could have made. Our wedding cost a total of seventy-two dollars, this included the license and ceremony. I should also include the cost of what I call 'our wedding planner.' His name was Jake and he was a taxi driver, he charged us fifteen dollars and we tipped him fifteen for his extra duties, it was a special day....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 2102 words
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Personal Narrative - Music and I - Music and I Ever since I was a small child, I have loved music. The strong, steady beats, the entrancing melodies, and the lyrics that vary between heart-warming and heart-wrenching have always had an unexplainable affect on my life. Music seems to have the ability to change certain aspects of my world. If I am in a foul mood, an angry girl band can make my rotten attitude even more irresistibly awful. When I am happy, any sort of upbeat, dance-to-me kind of music enhances my joy that much more....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 2013 words
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Personal Narrative of Acting in a Play - Autobiography It was a normal Sunday morning, the weather was good and church had just finished. We were all having coffee and then it struck me. There were lots of people in the hall, and they were all being given a booklet. I wandered over there with a few friends to try and see what they were doing. Then I saw it. The front cover of the booklet they had. It had a weird name. At first I didn't understand. Why was it called Stanmore Scenes. I knew we were in Stanmore but I didn't realize why you would call something Stanmore Scenes....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays] 1771 words
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Personal Narrative - Gaining Perspective - Gaining Perspective It is possible to go through your entire life without exploring the meaning of life. But I can't see how a person can direct one hundred percent of their efforts throughout their life to one philosophy without asking themselves the big question. If you don't know what you are doing something for, isn't it hard to get enthusiastic about it. Unless, of course, the activity is inherently enjoyable. Let's do a quick survey. Hands up those that think a life spent without goals is pointless....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays goals] 480 words
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Personal Narrative - To Leave or To Stay - To Leave or To Stay Have you ever felt lost. Have you ever felt scared of the future not knowing what to expect and what to do. If you have then you have experienced a crisis that you had to resolve in order to continue your life normally. Sometimes it is really hard to know what is best and to realize what have to be done, and the younger you are the harder it is. No matter what you think though, the only way to solve your problem is to sit down and think about it and come up with all the positive sides and all the negative sides of the situation, and then decide what you should do....   [tags: Personal Narrative Growing Up Essays] 1561 words
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Free Narrative Essays - Advertising and Personal Values - Advertising and Personal Values I just discovered that I don't know anything about today's society. This of course came as a shock. I had thought that I was an informed citizen but I now know otherwise. this enlightenment came at great cost in time, and effort. The time was spent in watching television for an hour. The effort was to not lose my sanity for unlike any other hour of TV, this time I was forced to actually watch the commercials. The values that TV presents seem to be different than what I was taught as a child....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 1266 words
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Personal Narrative - Athlete to Academia - Athlete to Academia Instead of feeling pressure to conform as a student at the University of Georgia, I have found that being in college has made me value the importance of a higher education more so than I ever had before. During high school, my primary goal was to play well enough to receive a football scholarship. At that time, my focus was not on academics. However, since I've arrived at the University of Georgia, my entire concept of the value of a college degree has slowly changed. Rather than seeing just football in my future, I can now picture myself as a football player with a college degree....   [tags: Personal Narratives] 658 words
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Personal Narrative - Speeding Ticket - Personal Perspective- Speeding Ticket It was on a burning summer Sunday morning the day I received my initial traffic citation. My best friend and I got this crazy plan the afternoon before it all occurred .We determined that instead of going swimming at the recreational local pool of Tallahassee, we ought to head on in a journey to Panama City beach to enjoy the last week of summer that was left for us. The only problem is that it was 6:00 pm and by the time we arrived at the beach the sun would be hiding in the orient....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 715 words
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My Quiet Place-Personal Narrative - Back home in South Carolina, my quiet place was a cabin my grandfather owned in the woods. He would take me out there to hunt and fish. The place was so quiet, you could hear the quietness. It's the sound of a tone that settles in your ear. As I got older, I use to go there to get away from the city and city problems. I miss that place. A quiet place is something everyone needs regardless if they think so or not. To some, it may be their bedroom or bathtub, or any secluded place. My quiet place here and now is Piedmont Park....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 306 words
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Personal Narrative: The Man of My Life - On June 6, 2010, something happened that changed my life forever. My parents and I were going to spend the day at the lake, because it was a beautiful day. My dad was happier than ever, but then two thieves came inside the house to kill him. It was a mistake. The thieves thought he was someone else. I was there when this happened, and I almost got killed too. This has affected me in many ways. I miss having a man loving me. My heart has become softer, and I feel responsible for my mom's well being....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 308 words
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Personal Narrative- My Life as a Student, Athlete and Christian - Personal Narrative- My Life as a Student, Athlete and Christian “I knew this was bliss, knew it at the time.” These words of Eudora Welty, although expressing her feeling from devouring book after book, can also be applied to my life. While not relating to my literacy, Welty’s lexis nonetheless conveys my own feelings after learning the significance of hard work. I’ve put excess effort in performing the roles of a student, an athlete, and a Christian. Success and growth in each component of my life has taught me the value and necessity of a strong work ethic....   [tags: Personal Perspective] 827 words
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Personal Narrative: How Society Shaped Me - Personal Narrative: How Society Shaped Me What is society and how did it help shape me into the person I am today. First, society is the state of living in organized groups of people. These organized groups of people are the ones that made me who I am today and will continue to shape me, as I grow older. My version of society is white middle class people who grow up going to catholic schools. These white middle class people are only associated with other white middle class people, and very seldom venture out of this little society....   [tags: Social Group Neighborhood Narrative Papers] 767 words
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Personal Narrative - “Life is like a box of chocolates you never know what your gonna get” (Gump, Forest) sounds familiar huh. When I ponder on the idea of an electrifying episode in my life, I think about the unexpected things that have happened. However something out of the ordinary “tickled my fancy”. After all my years of thinking it was impossible, the improvable became reality. Now just for a second I want you to sit back, relax, and enjoy my journey of becoming Student Body President. Although it was not an easy task it was quite interesting....   [tags: Pesronal Narrative] 1389 words
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Personal Narrative- Bad Haircut and a Mother’s Lesson - Personal Narrative- Bad Haircut and a Mother’s Lesson “Listen as your day unfolds. Challenge what the future holds. Try and keep your head up to the sky. Lovers may cause you tears. Go ahead, release your fears. Stand up and be counted. Don't be ashamed to try.” I’m sitting with my knees tucked under my chin, waiting for my mom’s turn to be finished, so I can climb up in the hairdresser’s swiveling chair and have the big apron tied around my neck to get my hair cut. I’m singing the lyrics to my favorite song by Deseree (softly so mom doesn’t yell at me) while looking through the books of hair designs on the chair next to me....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 562 words
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Personal Narrative- The Day My Sister Left for College - Personal Narrative- The Day My Sister Left for College I had woken up extra early that morning to watch it all happen. To watch part of my life that had been ever so dominant disappear in a small gold 96’ Saturn. I watched it carefully, not thinking that these few moments would be our last, but that they would be the last that we were in some way equal. The day that my big sister drove away to college was the day my life changed. For the past 15 years, I had wanted to live and breathe whatever she did....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 810 words
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Personal Narrative- Stages of my Childhood and Struggles with Being Social - The person I have become today is due to my development of the theoretical stages. When looking at the construction of the three theoretical perspective stages of my child hood, it is clear to see where and how I came to be the person I am today. My values, characteristics and attitude have all been molded by my micro-, meso-, and macro systems. The influences of my family and my life at home have shaped me into the person I am today. My family, consisting of my mother, my father, and two sisters, has not always been one hundred percent functional....   [tags: Personal narrative] 991 words
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Personal Narrative - My Father and I - My Father and I My father and I started walking down the long, black, shiny wall. As we got closer are steps were slower. We moved with hesitation. My heart began to beat faster, and I felt an ache in the pit of my stomach. My father squeezed my hand as we approached a statue of three men cast in bronze. The Vietnam Veteran's Memorial or "The Wall" lay just beyond, but we found ourselves unable to move. My father stood staring at the statue, afraid to go on. Between silences, he spoke about the incredible detailed work of the sculpture, such as the towel wrapped around the neck of one of the soldiers, the M-60 machine gun and the soldier's bandoleers of ammunition....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 437 words
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Personal Narrative - Tender Moment with Dad - A Tender Moment with Dad It's strange when things that you've long forgotten come back suddenly. Tonight I was joking with my dad about him crying, and me comforting him, and suddenly a memory came back to me that I hadn't thought of in years. My grandfather (Opa) died a few years ago. It was upsetting enough, definitely, but what made it worse was the fact that he passed away on my birthday. My family is a strong one, but I can tell you, there was no celebrating my birthday that night....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 661 words
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Personal Narrative - The Healing Power of Writing - The Healing Power of Writing This hasn't exactly been a banner year so far. I've been working way too hard. I've been sick. I've been dateless for months, feeling dowdy and unattractive, but that's fine because the shock of the last man leaving nearly did me in. I've been oddly disconnected, even writing on autopilot at times, though I don't think anyone's noticed yet. It's as if all the juice has seeped away through the corners of my life, leaving me brittle as a husk. Finally, I woke up one morning and knew I had to figure out what was going on....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essay Example] 467 words
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Personal Narrative - I Want Everything - I Want Everything What are you interested in. What can you see yourself doing in five, ten, twenty years. What jobs will be available when you graduate. Ever since my freshman year, I can remember parents, teachers, and counselors continually drilling these questions into the minds of me, my friends, and just about every other teenager across the country. From the first moment we step into high school, we're taught to focus on that one goal, that Holy Grail of all college life: the degree....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 470 words
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Personal Narrative - One Life to Live - One Life to Live I recently saw a spot on the Today show that featured a woman dying of AIDS. She is a wife and mother, and she decided to make videotapes for her two young daughters so that after she is gone, she can continue to teach them about everyday subject, such as boys and make-up. I thought that she had such an inspired idea that I began immediately to write in my journal about things I would like to pass on to my loved ones. I also began to wonder about what I should be doing while I am still alive....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 624 words
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Personal Narrative Essay - The Ski Trip - The Ski Trip Standing in awe, cold air permeated through my hair. The smell of fresh and minty pine scent complimented the beautiful vantage of the wilderness. With my boots wedged in the snow, a shiver took over my body. This is was a place of peacefulness and tranquility. Never before had I been so close with nature. Facing the north was the vast forest. To the left and right, only the crystal white snow was visible. While looking up, I caught a glimpse of the old ski lift, the solo apparatus which was my passport to this great adventure....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 336 words
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Personal Narrative - Learn The Hard Way - Learn The Hard Way Learn it the hard way. That is the way I learned the old adage “no pain, no gain”. It was my first dirt bike race. My heart had been pounding like a drum in a high school band for three days before the race. The race was in the middle of nowhere in Tucson, Az. I arrived on a Friday, my race was on Saturday. It was sunny out, but there was a slight breeze blowing the tent around, making it hard to set up. Friday evening was the practice run, where all the riders got the chance to pre-run the course for the race the next day....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 2090 words
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Personal Narrative- My Passion for Photography - In times, we often see things, but we don't really capture what is beyond it. In some cases, there are people who are artistic and are prone to see what other's cannot visualize. Every individual has a talent which can be expressed and processed differently. Something you see can mean entirely divergent things to someone else;for example, some may see thing's that may seem simple, but in the eyes of an artist, it can be perceived with a whole new definition, dimension, and a potentially new discovery....   [tags: personal narrative, photography] 652 words
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Personal Narrative: Drafts of my Writing - Failing to mention either the most rewarding or the most distressing aspects of learning to write would be to tell an incomplete story. I have an intimate yet erratic relationship with writing. I am a most ambivalent lover. Stopping to glance at my watch, my fingers still poised above the keyboard, I have smiled, amazed to find that I have been in a state of bliss in which hours have passed without my noticing. I have also flushed and sweated as I stared at my computer screen, reading my own text over and over again, vainly trying to anticipate the criticism I correctly supposed would come....   [tags: Narrative Essay Writing English] 1301 words
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I Hate Narrative Essays - I Hate Narrative Essays   I stared at the blinking cursor, unbelieving at what I had just done. I was indeed done; done with a paper I agonized over for 6 hours. The paper was due in a scant 4 hours and I had all week to do it. The radio had stopped working because my brother got on the Internet and thus cut off my connection. That was the least of my problems working on this paper. I got it done, though. My life changed with one trip of a teacher to the chalkboard and one phrase, narrative essay....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essay Example] 1163 words
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Personal Narrative - My Dad and the Sphinx! - My Dad and the Sphinx. It wasn't so much the the photograph that jolted me, because it was fuzzy and very small. It was the dear, familiar handwriting on the back. On the reverse of this photo, numbered 3 in a sequence, my father had written: "These were taken in front of the Sphinx. I'm 4th from the right. Old Moe (the guide) rode a donkey on this tour. By the way, Moe has 3 wives and I don't remember the no. of kids." I examined the face of this man, holding the bridle of a horse standing behind him....   [tags: Personal Narrative essay about myself] 406 words
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Personal Narrative - My Daughter's Baby - My Daughter's Baby "It's a Girl" This was not the first time I'd heard these words, not even the first time I'd heard them spoken in a delivery room. But it was the first time I heard them spoken to my daughter and it was unlike any other moment in my life. Just eight months earlier my daughter Kirsten, only eighteen years old herself, had shyly whispered to me that she was going to have a baby. While I smiled and hugged her, I reeled from a barrage of fears and emotions I could not share with her....   [tags: Personal Narrative essay about myself] 857 words
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Personal Narrative: Breaking Routines in Writing - I suppose there is something to be said for a good solid routine. First of all, when one establishes a routine, he or she needn’t think too much; everything just seems to fall into place day after day after day. Once we have our routine down, it simply becomes a matter of setting it in motion and watching everything unfold just as it did the time before and the time before that. Not only do we avoid thinking too much, but we also eliminate that cursed need to demonstrate creativity. Who needs that hassle....   [tags: Narrative Essay Writing English Teacher] 1260 words
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Sports Narrative - Volleyball Tryouts - Personal Narrative- Volleyball Tryouts Six long hours after departing Hotchkiss, we finally reached our destination. We pulled into the parking lot of the Super 8 just off Interstate 76 in Sterling, Colorado. Since I had been to this hotel on a previous trip to Sterling, I began wishing I had brought my swimsuit along. Mom and dad went inside and got the keys for room 129. I was so sick of riding in the car that I did not care what the room looked like as long as there was a bed for me to sleep on....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 1090 words
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Sports Narrative - Wrestling - Personal Narrative- Wrestling CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, echoes through my head as I walk to the middle of the mat. "At 160lbs Aidan Conner of La Junta vs. Rodney Jones of Hotchkiss." All I can think of is every bead of sweat, every drip of blood, every mile, every push up, every tear. Why. All of this: just to be victorious. All in preparation for one match, six minutes. For some these six minutes may only be a glimpse, and then again for some it may be the biggest six minutes of their life. Many get the chance to experience it more than once....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 1389 words
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Sports Narrative - Track Competition - Personal Narrative- Track Competition The moment of truth was upon me. The official times, this includes whom qualified for finals, for the 400m relay had been posted. My eyes scanned the page for the bold letters that spell ANDERSON. As I ran my finger across the page to where the times were posted, my ears began to shut out all outside noises, leaving me alone with the thump of my heart and the inhale and exhale of my lungs. Both began to increase in speed as my eyes narrowed in on the time....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 1604 words
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Sports Narrative - Football Injury - Personal Narrative- Football Injury The nerves are raging, mainly in his stomach as the butterflies flutter till no end. "Is everything ok. Will everything go as planned?" He couldn't stop thinking about what might happen. Images were racing wild as he thought about his teammates going to battle without him. He couldn't comprehend why he had to let them handle it on their own. He has played with them since they were in eighth grade, and when they need him the most, all he can do is sit and cheer....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 1820 words
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Narrative - Life with Escher - Narrative - Life with Escher If you were to diagram my life, it would look very much like a drawing of Escher. Sometimes I feel like I'm the hand that's drawing a hand that's drawing itself. Other times I feel like I'm locked in one of those inescapable paradox cages. But most of all, I feel like I'm on the ever-ascending stairway that never goes anywhere. Life's canvas was not designed to be painted by human hands. Constrained by the limitations of space and time, crippled by the human inability to see the entire painting at once, and gifted with an uncanny lack of judgement, I smear and smudge what I cannot go back and fix....   [tags: Personal Narrative 123 essays] 705 words
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Personal Narrative - My Mother, the Hippie - My Mother, the Hippie My mother is a "hippie" in every sense of the word. Therefore, as a young child, I spent a lot of time in the Great Outdoors. There were even some years in which we traveled around living on commune farms. I remember the huge gardens where you could always find my mom, and where I earned my nickname "Beans". I recall the cats and goats that were always roaming around, and I remember falling asleep in rooms stacked to the ceiling with bunkbeds, where all of the kids on the farm slept....   [tags: Personal Narratives] 786 words
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Personal Narrative: Intercultural Relationships - Personal Narrative: Intercultural Relationships Intercultural relationships are essential to our survival as a people. Without interacting withone another, the wrld would not be the place it is today. I would not be the person I amtday. I can recaall an instance of intercultural relating that has affected me. It changed the way I view the world. Living in the United States, we are subjected to many races and cultures. Living in central New Jersey, though there are many types of people, life is usually the same on all ends of the spectrum....   [tags: Papers] 337 words
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Personal Narrative on Innocence - Personal Narrative on Innocence Innocence isn’t necessarily lost by age or maturity. I think many things can kill it, but it also can be regained. You never realize when your innocence is gone either. Many people assume that by entering high school that they are fully mature and they know just about everything, but assume would be the key word. I have always thought that my purity had vanished long before junior year. I will admit that there were times when I would have a childlike thought, idea, or action but I never gave them a second consideration....   [tags: English Literature Essays] 540 words
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The Ultimate Teacher-Personal Narrative - The Ultimate Teacher-Personal Narrative There have been very few people in my life that have been able to grab my attention, captivate me, and then make me say "this is what I want to do!" Mr. Molina, my high school world history teacher, did just that. All teachers do their job, some just do it, others do it very well, but few leave a lasting impact on a student's life. Today I am in college as an education major, headed for the life of a high school history teacher. Mr. Molina's appearance in front of a class, his unique teaching style, and his uncanny ability to make class fun are the main reasons I feel this is what I want to do....   [tags: Papers] 406 words
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The Mall Experience - Personal Narrative - The Mall Experience - Personal Narrative The loud scream pierced through the Patrick Henry Mall air. It was cold and eerie night, but I as in the best place that I could see fit the mall. When I'm inside those four walls I feel that there is nothing that could harm me, except for maybe a credit card reaching it's limit or the store not having any more mediums in the cutest cashmere sweater I've ever seen in my life. Anyway like I was saying, yeah so I heard this really loud scream that totally disturbed the whole shopping atmosphere....   [tags: Papers] 383 words
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