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Narrative Communication - ... Through narratives, learners are now able to appreciate chronology, dilemmas and emotions. Classroom storytelling has mediated knowledge acquisition in various courses in the universities, besides allowing learners to socialize. Research has also found that teacher development is enhanced through narratives by allowing the teacher to produce their own accounts during teaching (Coste, 1989). In so doing, they are able to reflect and evaluate their own as well as other tutors’ teaching methods and beliefs....   [tags: Education]
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Slave Narrative - ... Douglass watched his Aunt Hester being brutally whipped, and although describing it with detail 'where the blood ran fasted, there he whipped longest' (Douglass, Narrative, p.2074), he is unable to scribe his full emotional distress of the scene. This I note as being a tactic to portray the horror, through his personal reserve. For if Douglass was to discuss every excruciating emotion, this may have been viewed by some readers at the time, as a hyperbolic reaction, thus tainting the truth of the scene....   [tags: Comparative, Brown, Douglass, Jacobs 1] 1657 words
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The Narrative Arc - ... Thus, Zaroff’s competitive nature and his unconquerable record is what engage Rainsford in his "most dangerous game. Connell also shows his expertise by incorporating multiple conflict types in the narrative: Human vs. Nature, Human vs. Human, and Human vs. Self. The story opens with a prime example of human vs. nature by the mysterious island being mentioned by Whitney. On their way to Rio, she tells Rainsford the details of an island that the sailors fear called Ship-Trap .In addition, it is very dark and Rainsford is unable to see through a moonless Caribbean night....   [tags: Literary Analysis ]
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Personal Narrative: My Secret Place - Once upon a time, I saw the world like I thought everyone should see it, the way I thought the world should be. I saw a place where there were endless trials, where you could try again and again, to do the things that you really meant to do. But it was Jeffy that changed all of that for me. If you break a pencil in half, no matter how much tape you try to put on it, it'll never be the same pencil again. Second chances were always second chances. No matter what you did the next time, the first time would always be there, and you could never erase that....   [tags: Personal Narrative, Personal Experience] 1183 words
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Personal Narrative: My Journey to Literacy - All I could remember on my journey to literacy was my concern over my brother and sister’s ability to read and write including solving math problems. That did not really motivate not to become literate; I was extremely playful as a child. What I am able to remember is my first day of school, I cried like a baby when my mom dropped me off. I soon began to grow out of my baby stage and school became really interesting. Even though it was not as hard as it is now, the value that pushed me to be literate was how my teacher was able to discipline students if they didn’t give the best to their education....   [tags: Personal Narrative, Education, Teaching] 1143 words
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Personal Narrative: My Journey to Literacy - My achievement of becoming literate in both English and Spanish, after overcoming a myriad of obstacles distinguishes my literacy history. Writing was one of the things I didn’t like to do as a child. I always thought writing was a waste of time and that I wasn’t going to need it in life. Even though I didn’t invest much time writing, I was one of the best writers in all my classes, probably because I was very dedicated in the other subjects and I loved reading adventure books. I learned how to read and write by the age of four, since in my native country “the Dominican Republic”, kids are enrolled in school at the age of three; usually parents start their child’s education at home before that age....   [tags: Personal Experience, Personal Narrative] 840 words
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Personal Narrative: I Am a Cancer Survivor - "Ring, ring", I wondered who was calling me at this time of evening. "Yes; o.k.; Yes, I'll be there", I said before hanging up the phone. What was wrong, I wondered all that evening that the doctor wanted me to come in to discuss my lab results. I had never been asked to come in to the office after doing blood tests before; when receiving a call as this the mind plays tricks on the person and wild things start popping up in the head. "Joyce, I need to leave work at 10 o'clock today to go to the doctor's office." Trying not to show my nervousness the words come out fast....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 1106 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 - A Hasty Decision - A Hasty Decision When I turned eighteen I went out and began renting my very own apartment. The effort I put into this task at the time seemed sufficient. I went online, found a place I liked with good location and low rent. I asked my good friend Sean to live with me to help keep costs down. Then I took care of all the utilities, gas electric, cable, phone, internet, and all the necessities. My first apartment gave me some very rough times, but from that time I learned a little about apartments and a lot about life....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 671 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: The Prom - I never went to a single formal dance until my senior year. On nights when there was a winter formal or a junior prom, my friends would get dressed up and ready to dance in their beautiful gowns. While they were dancing with their dates, I was at home watching T.V. It's not that I had trouble finding a date of my own but just the thought of getting dressed up and dancing in a dress didn't interest me. One day, a week before Mira Mesa's senior prom I decided to go. It was after all my last year in high school and I at least wanted to experience one formal dance....   [tags: Example Personal Narrative] 1191 words
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Personal Narrative: The Best Vacation - I walked around unsteadily all day like a lost baby, far away from its pack. Surrounded by unfamiliar territory and uncomfortable weather, I tried to search for any signs of similarities with my previous country. I roamed around from place to place and moved along with the day, wanting to just get away and go back home. This was my first day in the United States of America. A few months before all of this I was pleased with my calm life in a local city of Taiwan. I settled there at the age of two with my family, and things were going well so far....   [tags: essays research papers, narrative] 820 words
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Personal Narrative: A Personal Essay - “The inside of the shell looks to me like a sore throat mouth,” is the sentence I wrote on paper eighteen years ago. It was my first day of an expository writing class and I was a freshman in college. Assorted objects were placed in the center of a table, around which twenty students and I sat around. Professor H asked us to describe the objects. What I saw was a seashell, a piece of driftwood and a black and white framed photo of an old man and a silver pocket watch. I wanted to sketch the still life in opposition to writing....   [tags: Narrative Essay Writing English] 1303 words
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Personal Narrative about Skiing - The coat of armor I adorned, made of down feathers and a nylon shell, yielded no protection against the daggers of that cold winter air. As I peered out toward the horizon, I saw nothing but tree tops, and some snow capped mountain tops in the distance. With my feet bound to freshly waxed skis, the only thing stronger than my ski poles was my determination to get down the mountain. I turned to my right, only to see the immediate drop off of the ski slope. As I crept up a little closer to the edge, I noticed an incline that before now was only known to me through pictures of cliff diving, or an exaggerated road runner and coyote cartoon....   [tags: Narrative Essay Ski Trip] 501 words
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Narrative about My Grandfather - That Special Someone, Grandpa I have an abundance of grotesque, yet, barely visible memories of childhood. However, no breathtaking family trips, no unique family togetherness that taught a moral lesson, no abnormal holidays. We still ate family meals together, but most often the children and adults lived in different worlds. When I needed comforting or wanted the best of both worlds, I could turn to my Grandpa. I distinctly remember the weeknights at his house. Sitting upon his lap, walking down the street, getting pulled in my wagon through a park--these were things I loved doing with Grandpa....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays] 560 words
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Personal Narrative on Divorce - It was the last Saturday in December of 1997. My brother, sister, and I were chasing after each other throughout the house. As we were running, our parents told us to come and sit down in the living room. They had to tell us something. So, we all went down stairs wondering what was going on. Once we all got down stairs, the three of us got onto the couch. Then, my mom said, “ Well…” “Your mother and I…” interrupted my father. “Are getting a divorce, ” said my mother, completing his sentence. I was five at the time, so I had no idea what a divorce was....   [tags: Narrative Essay Marriage] 373 words
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Personal Narrative: My Peace Corps Experience - It was the same thought process almost every morning on my way to work. There I was, a recent college graduate driving to a low-paying position that I was certainly overqualified for. While I knew that the job was temporary, I could not help but think of my former classmates who were embarking upon careers which offered comfortable salaries and benefits. Feelings of inadequacy, fear, and self-doubt would overcome me. Yet, as I would begin to ask myself, “what am I doing with my life,” I would merge onto I-496 in Lansing and the answer would come into view....   [tags: Personal Narrative, Personal Experience] 807 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: My Visit to the Aquarium - In 2011 I had the unique opportunity the to visit the Aquarium in the city. I was so impressed with the extensive collection and information that I plan to visit the aquarium again very soon. Upon first entrance to the aquarium, I was overwhelmed by the size and vast choices of paths to take to explore the grounds. The institution was laid out into different sections covering various marine environments. Upstairs to the left, one would venture on to see fish inhabiting shoreline and beach environments....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 303 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 I am a daydreamer - I am Just Another Daydreamer I am a dreamer, and am always in deep thought. Everything that goes on in my life and all that goes on around me is played and replayed repeatedly in my head. I think about why things happen, and imagine what might happen in the future. I think about how things could have been and about how things can be. When I was asked where I see myself in three years, immediately an entire scenario played in my head. I imagined myself going to school, living on my own, preparing to own my own boutique, and just being that typical college student....   [tags: Narrative Essay] 794 words
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Personal Narrative- Finding Christ - The turmoil of life brought me down many hard paths from which I never fully recovered, until I met Jesus Christ. I could see that I was ending up in the wrong place, and I did not know how to get out of it. I had not been faithful to what was in my heart. I knew I was missing something. I knew I was missing Christ. The summer before I entered high school was filled with memories that I will never forget. I met a woman named Jennifer on the last day of my eighth-grade year. She was the Campus Life Minister for my school....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about myself] 775 words
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Personal Narrative- Infliction of Wrath - Swirling fog and dynamic light surround my silhouette, a warped halo of ominous colors accentuating the restrained passion of my abrupt, powerful gestures. A demonic cackle resonates from my parted, sneering lips, a sense of power emanating from my very pores. I summon my strength for my greatest achievement, my moment of glory, the heroes of humanity having fallen before my wrath, as pleas for reconsideration bombard my deaf ears. The stroke of a button - water vapor and carbon are the last remnants of the blue and green orb that for so long careened around a furnace of burning hydrogen....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about myself] 624 words
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Personal Narrative- The Dieting Cycle - It was about 1:30 AM. "Well, its time to hit the sack," I thought. I had had a really long day. I had been in school since 8 AM and I was truly exhausted. God I hated Mondays. Three classes, four hours of work, and then a night class where even the walls attempted to escape the boredom of the lectures. I wondered how I was able to do this every week. I laughed and thought, "I must have a lot of patience..." I quickly changed into my favorite pajamas - sweats and a tee- and I began to brush my teeth....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about myself] 1028 words
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Personal Narrative- Defining Self - Who am I. Such a simple question: such a profoundly difficult one to answer. I could tell you that my name is Rob Jones, but that would only be my name. I could tell you that I would like to become a professional author and that I have strong linguistic skills and an artistic flair. But these are merely reflections of who I am: gifts I possess and talents I have perfected. I suppose I must start by telling you what I am. I am a human being. As such, I have several distinctive and inseparable parts....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about myself] 732 words
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Personal Narrative - Christmas Memory - I think Christmas has always been one of my favorite holidays. Maybe because of the special atmosphere that you can feel everywhere, in shops, restaurants , pubs and even streets, where you can hear the magical carols, or maybe it's because of its religious background, but what I can tell you for sure is that I can't think of anything more exciting than the image of the entire family preparing the Christmas Tree or fixing the Christmas dishes. When I think of Christmas the first thing that pops into my mind is the delicious Chocolate Cake that only my grandma knows how to prepare....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays Papers Descriptive] 538 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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Personal Narrative: Death in a Dream - Dream a Little Dream My grandmother always said, “you cannot choose between life or death while sleeping”. When you are sleeping, your body practically doesn’t belong to you. Its almost as though you have no control over anything that might happen to you in your dreams, especially if it is something dangerous. When I ask people why this happens, they theorize that a powerful force or being has entrapped your body. You could end up dying in your dreams, thus leading to your death or illness in reality....   [tags: Narrative Essay Dying Death Asleep] 944 words
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Personal Narrative: My Hero - Dr. D is a cardiothoracic surgeon. He was my hero. He may well still be, even though he is a throw-back to the days when I was more concerned about science than symbolism. They say in the Chinese proverbs that "if you don't change direction you will end up where you are going." I have come to believe that this is true, and that most of the time we didn't want to go where we were headed anyway. New paths that come to fruition, "digressions" that become the assertions you are trying to make, aren't really digressions at all....   [tags: Narrative Essay Hero Role Model] 1148 words
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Biased Opinion Narrative - My employer, an electrical fixtures supply company, has decided to purchase company cars for all of the sales staff. I have been asked to select the line of automobiles that should be purchased. I have decided that on grounds of economy and longevity that it is in the company's best interest to purchase Volvo's. As a prudent and sensible buyer, I have done research on the web and have discovered that experts agree the Volvo is the most mechanically superior and safe automobile for my companies needs....   [tags: Biased Opinion Car Brand Narrative] 963 words
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Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglas - Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglas Frederick Douglas, a slave born in Tuckahoe Maryland, was half white and half black. His mother was a black woman and his father a white man. Though he never knew his father, there was word that it was his master. Douglas wrote this narrative and I felt that it was very compelling. It really showed me the trials and tribulations that a black man went through during times of slavery. In his early years, Douglas lived on a farm where he watched many slaves receive harsh beatings and whippings....   [tags: Slave Narratives] 712 words
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Narrative as Determination of the Future Anterior - Narrative as Determination of the Future Anterior Narrative, it seems banal to observe, opens a space. This space is not so much a place of play for unlimited possibilities (although in the best of possible worlds it might yet be) as somewhere determined, always, in advance, by the future anterior: what will have happened and how it will already have taken place lure us through stories to their ends, become the end that shines through from the very start. Reading for the ending: in narrative, the end justifies the means; the end is the means....   [tags: Narratives Writing Transsexuals Gender Essays]
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Comparative Narrative - Reading, for the true enthusiasts, is a time to take a break, a vacation from the everyday hum-drum life. It is a time for him or her to escape what he or she knows to experience and view life through another’s eyes. For one who truly enjoys this pastime, it does not matter what the genre is. Whether short fictional tales or non-fiction stories. Whether poetry or essays the reader escapes through reading. This paper will compare the elements of narrative in two fictional and two non-fictional works, exploring such areas as the credibility, entertainment value and superiority within the distinct character of both, the fictional and non-fictional genres of literature....   [tags: Compare Contrast Literature] 1355 words
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Free Narrative Essays - A Bowl of Soup - A Bowl of Soup It was a simple bowl of soup. Chicken with rice, from a can. But as I sat down to eat my lunch, a sudden thought flashed through my head: What a miracle this bowl of soup is. A savory, golden broth, bright orange carrot coins, plump grains of rice, bits of chicken. Struck deeply by this realization, I simply sat for a minute watching thin wisps of steam rising from the surface. Just a bowl of soup. I'd never given much thought to the origins of my food. I simply went to the store, threw produce and cans and boxes into my cart, and brought them home....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essay Example] 423 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 Essay Example] 437 words
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Free Narrative Essays - Surfing the Crowd - Surfing the Crowd In my mind it was my biggest act of courage. It was far from a heroic deed, but I overcame all my anxieties for an adrenaline rush that can still be felt through my memories. Closing my eyes and thinking back to that hot, summer night I can still hear the sweet riffs of punk rock in its purest form. The drummer was on fire. The bassist was pure power. And the front-man had turned everyone in the crowd, including myself, into pure energy. My music had wrapped itself around and around inside of me....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essay Example] 392 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 Essays] 336 words
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Free Narrative Essays - Getting Out - Getting Out Moving to Ankeny proved to be more difficult that I first expected. I had been looking forward to moving out of the house for over four years, and wxpected it to be easy and fun. Moving turned out to be neither easy nor very fun, as I had hoped it would be. I took us four trips to Ankeny just to get our apartment. First, we had to look at different apartments. Then we had to sign a few papers and leave a deposit. Belmont Apartments decided to change the way it filed information....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays] 880 words
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Free Narrative Essays - Making Plans - Making Plans It was a gorgeous summer morning as I, my brother David, sister Marcia, mom, dad, and baby girl were traveling home to Laramie from Colorado Springs where we had gone to visit my grandma. The atmosphere in the car was fun and filled with laughter. We were glad to be together. Our chatter was constant and our conversations often overlapped. One learned young that if you want to be heard in my family, you must merely speak louder than everyone else. Or, you might simply say, "Would you please shut up for a minute so I can say something important?" We all understood that such a plain and politely spoken command was not meant to be offensive or at all disrespectful....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays] 1419 words
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Free Narrative Essays - The Battle of the Bands - The Battle of the Bands The best and worst two days of my life took place at Bogarts with my band Radioactive Weasel last month. We had practiced daily for near three years, and our group decided to pull together again and enter "The Battle of the Bands." This was the first time we sparingly paid fifty dollars to perform anywhere. All the other competitions we had entered were mail in tapes and then wait for a response. We got out of bed at five in the morning, then raced to our drummer's house....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays] 1433 words
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Personal Narrative - My Real Father - My Real Father "Never forget the past…because it may haunt you forever. Regret all the bad things…cherish the good things. Look ahead always…but don't let the bad things from the past get in your mind." As a young child, there were so many incidents in my life that made me become the person I am today. There were rough times as well as good times. If I were to tell you all of them, I would remember half of them. I think some of my incidents really had some impact, and some were just simple ways of life....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 967 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 - Personal Narrative I was bruised, bitten, and banged up, and I loved it. The weekend had completely made my summer and filled in a part of my personality that I never knew existed. My king salmon fishing trip taught me perseverance, trust, tolerance, and that it is not always the trophy, but instead the journey you take along the way. Every summer that I go back to Michigan, my cousin Lance and I take a fishing trip. This year we were after the big ones, king salmon, running up the Manistee River....   [tags: Essays Papers] 1357 words
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The Crisis Narrative - The Crisis Narrative It was four in the morning in early August; seventeen year old Monica Adams was holding her niece, Abigail May, for the first time. Weighing only five pounds, Abigail was very tiny in her arms. As Monica held her, she tried to realize what was happening at that moment; I’m an aunt, she thought. She tried to grasp the feeling of being an aunt, but she couldn’t. It was all too surreal for her. It all began December of Monica’s senior year of high school. She could remember the day almost as if it had happened yesterday....   [tags: Essays Papers] 2375 words
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Douglass -- The Narrative - Debunking the Southern Secret “Sincerely and earnestly hoping that this little book may do something toward throwing light on the American slave system, and hastening the glad day of deliverance to the millions of my brethren in bonds … relying upon the power of truth, love, and justice, for success in my … efforts and solemnly pledging myself anew to the sacred cause, I subscribe myself” (Douglass 76). With these words, Frederick Douglass (c. 1817-1895), an emancipated slave with no formal education, ends one of the greatest pieces of propaganda of the 19th century America: that slavery is good for the slave....   [tags: essays research papers fc]
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Narrative Essay - Narrative Essay problems with format It was a normal Friday in March except for the fact that I got my license. So my friends and I thought about what we were going to do now that I have my license. Well, we cruised around town thinking we were hot stuff and that we were better that most kids in school since I had my license before many of my friends. We decided that we'd go off-roading since I had the huge truck. It was a hunter green 1979 Ford F-250 Custom. It had huge 33-inch tires, a loud crackling exhaust, and a unique 2-inch thick oak plank flatbed....   [tags: essays research papers] 1722 words
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Personal Narrative - Personal Narrative I gripped the smooth oval shaped bottle in my hand. In the other hand with my fingers wrapped around the miniature glass cup, I felt the glass groves the harder I squeezed the sharper the groves began to feel. It was like I was gripping an ancient blade which had blunted throughout the generations. I began to slowly pour the liquid in my cup and it steadily began to fill....   [tags: Papers] 672 words
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Personal Narrative - I Don’t Want to Cry - I Don’t Want to Cry Tonight, I punched a child in the stomach. He gasped for air, his face grew red, and his eyes got watery. Granted, we were at Karate class and we were sparring. And, granted, I was 19 and he was likely 10. I hadn’t meant to hurt him; I had actually been “going light.” But I hurt him. The fact is, he knew it and didn’t care. He could have continued the night without a single tear. But when the Shihan came to try and make him feel better, the boy’s face got redder and his lip quivered as that single tear rolled down his cheek....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 533 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 - My First Trip to America - My First Trip to America It was about two years ago when I arrived in United States of America, and I still remember the day when I left my native country, Honduras. As I recall, one day previous to my departure, I visited my relatives who live in San Pedro Sula. They were all very happy for me to see me except my grandmother Isabel. She looked sad; even though she tried to smile at all times when I was talking to her, I knew that deep inside of her, her heart was broken because of my departure the next morning....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 556 words
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Personal Narrative - My Sister’s Baby - My Sister’s Baby "Shut up. I do not hate babies," my sister responded after I could not hide my astonishment at her announcement. Although my mind was full of visions of her beating me up when I was little and she was in charge, I gave her a hug anyway and told her that I hoped she would be happy. Why not. She was married and financially independent; in fact, her work was extremely important to her. She even invited me into the delivery room as her second coach. Upon first inspection, the room looked nothing like the pea green tiled delivery rooms so often depicted on television....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 1631 words
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Personal Narrative - A Hole In My Left Shoe - A Hole In My Left Shoe I have a hole in my left shoe. It’s on the inside of my left shoe, and it’s been there since the first week I had these shoes. It doesn’t grow or change, because the circumstances that begot it do not grow or change. It’s there because when I sword fight I drag that foot as part of my footwork. This hole in my shoe is a constant thing in my life. Even when I get a new pair of shoes it will still be back there within a week. Look closely at this hole and you can see into it, into me....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 985 words
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Narrative Essay - I am My Guitar - I am My Guitar A symbol that best represents myself is my guitar. I have always wanted to play the guitar since I was thirteen. Ever since I saw the Rolling Stones in concert. I took lessons the following year, and have been playing ever since then. Other than the Rolling Stones, Eric Clapton also has influenced me and made me want to play. I never wanted to join a band, I mainly play by myself, but sometimes I get together with my friends. They also know how to play the guitar....   [tags: Personal Narrative essay about myself] 728 words
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