Greg Rent: Personal Narrative

When I was younger, one of the first things people would ask me when we met was “Where are you from?” In response, I always said, “McKeesport”, but felt contempt every time that word left my mouth because I knew my hometown was a cesspool of poverty and demoralization. Even though I still know McKeesport is a bad place to live, the feeling attached to my response to inquiries about my hometown has changed. Instead of contempt, I feel determined to enact a citywide metamorphosis.

Moving to the United States was not an easy journey for my family and I. I had to get integrate to a new society which meant a changing to my traditional lifestyle and habit and learning a new language and culture. In high school, I adapted well because many courses were not too vigorous, and the classes moved at a slower pace. On the contrary, college requires juggling multiple classes and adapting to the new college life. For eighteen years of my life, I had never spent more than two days away from my parents, so it was quite difficult at first. When I first started college, I pursued a major that I have no interest in. My parents wanted me to pursue a career in the medical field. I was not passionate or interested in this field, but I found

We were sitting at the dinner table, my mom and dad said we need to talk. It scared me, because when they say that it usually means something bad had happened. They said “in a month we are moving to Kansas.” It saddened my sister and myself. We started to shed tears. We ran to our rooms because we didn’t want to move, we liked it here in North Carolina. It was where are friends and family lived. But my dad said he was offered a job back at his old workplace FujiFilm, and he would get paid more if we moved. So me and my sister had to bite the bullet because we didn’t have a say in this. And the worse part was in a week my dad was going to Kansas and we had to live in an apartment till the school year ended.

A change within my life that helped me grow was getting a job. My first job, was as at Little Caesars as a shaker-boarder. My motivation was to help pay my family’s bills. I had to perform tricks, dance, and wave a sign on the corner of Holgate and Division. Eventually motivated I moved up the ranks from shaker-boarder, dish washer, to preparing dough, all during my last term of high school. However, my parents worried that I may dismiss my education for money. After discussing the matter though, it was agreed I would keep my job to pay for college.

6 years ago my cousin, Payton, came to stay with us. At the time we didn 't think anything would be permanent. Now, six long years later, I couldn 't imagine what my life would be like without my brother.

College. One of the most crucial and immense decisions of a persons life. College is classified as one of the most tremendous milestones of an individual 's life, and the best. Going to college and seeking a degree you are more than likely to achieve success. Attending and graduating college guarantees a better life and more opportunities. You get to have a part in that college experience. I believe people should go to college and I am going to explain why.

My teammates and I finally reached the Atlanta stadium, the head coach told us all the formations,plays,strategies,and who will be starting. When I heard "Eric Marshall will be one of the primary and starting receivers," I almost jumped in joy, because it had been a dream to play in the super bowl. As we walked into the stadium to practice, I could hear fans screaming, many of which were cheering for us. I felt as if we could not lose or we would let many, many people down. While Marcus and I were doing some practice plays, I felt great When our rivals, the Patriots came in, they looked as if they have been training for this moment for their lives. They did many drills and each of them either looked perfect or the closest to perfect.

“It was dusk when I got my first glimpse of it off in the distance, beyond a ridge. All I could see were the spires and blocky tops of buildings...My heart started to race, and my palms grew damp.” Walls, Jeannette. The Glass Castle: A Memoir. New York, Scribner, 2006, page 245. Like Jeannette Walls, my first glimpse of the city sent a rush of adrenaline through my body. The idea of living in New York City was nerve wracking since city life was so different compared to living in a sheltered town like White Rock. When I was 11, my family and I moved to the city due to my father receiving a job offer there as a professor. Several weeks passed before I got somewhat used to living there, and I occasionally hoped people didn’t judge me for being

I went to Jay Peak as my second time. I remember about my first time I went there when I was in Middle school. Also it was my first year in United State. I was a quiet student in Middle school so I don’t talk the whole time I was on the bus even when I get there. But yesterday I talked to people who were from different program. When we arrived at Jay Peak we have to get card and some other things. Then we went inside I can smell the water from Jay Peak. I saw a lot of people and life guard at the Jay Peak. We all went stright to change then we all disappear from there. Everyone picked what they want to do. Me and Roze tired the Blue and Green slides. After we went to rock climbing wall after I get off from that then I went hot tub and I set

Ten year old Sonny Champagne always knew he had magic in his blood. He could sometimes hear the whispers of his ancestor's spirits; he saw things around people that no one else could see. He knew that because at a young age he began to fact check with family and friends. Of course, they all assumed he simply had a wonderful imagination and humored his inquiries.

Well, It all started in 1982. July 18th, 1982 to be exactly. Born with the father Ricky Savage and mother- Crissy Savage My childhood was something I call PERFECT! The money, toys, all the electronic 's that I could have had back then. Up too about 2002 everything was perfect. School was just great. I had all the friend 's I could have, great grades, no enemys. Just perfect. It was in August of 2002 that my parents had a fight. I got a police playset for my good test score. I accidently took my dads phone, and broke it as him NOT paying a ticket that I wrote out to him for not picking up his underwear for his shower. He acused my mother for it, and they got into a huge fight. As I grew up in Liberty City, I ran off and got onto a bus that

I am Ambure Griffith. I live in Jackson, Ohio with my dad, stepmom, and my two sisters Brittany and Alyssa. I was born in Citrus County, Florida and I am a senior at Oak Hill High School. I have did art for three years now and I am the Vice President of the Art Club. I plan to graduate and go to college at Hocking Hills in Nelsonville for Culinary Prep then take a year off and go to a different college for Pastry Arts.

My full name is Rachel(Rae) Noel Aikman. I am still 12 and I will be for a while because I was born on August 22, 2004. I have always lived in Eureka, but I was born in Peoria. I have a mother(Deanna), a father(Joe), two brothers (Nathaniel is 14 and Jason is 10), and a three year old dog, named Casey, who is a girl.

During my high school years, I had never had the opportunity to talk with a school counselor. There were counselors on site, but there was no one at school or home to advise me to seek them. Our advice at home was to finish school and get a job. The school did not publicly broadcast any preparation to some of us for getting into college, There were teachers who could recommend you if you were in the right classes. If you were athletic, you could be pushed into college based on your physical ability. I really didn’t think about going to college until I was in my senior year. And when I made of up my mind that I wanted to go to college, I had to figure out how I was going to get there. Of course my first step was to ask my parents if I could go. I am not sure why I had to ask them about school, because throughout my school years they were not concerned about my status nor did they expect me to finish high school. They were shocked when I ask if I could go to college, but the answer that I expected was “that’s nice, but we don’t have that kind of money”. The words “grants”, “loans” or “scholarship” were not common words in my household or community. My GPA was average due to my focus on subjects that I loved and tolerated the ones I disliked. I loved my art classes, the art or ability to draw was common in our family. My father and oldest

Tanner Ray Grandstaff, three words that when combined create a person, an identity. A tanner works with hides and turns it into leather by some process that is completely foreign to me. I have no experience with working with leather other than occasionally cleaning the leather in my car. I am actually the least likely person to be working with hides or anything that has to do with dead animals due to the fact that I have never been hunting. I feel as if I am a black sheep having grown up in Arkansas and Oklahoma the and every time one of my friends asks me about hunting, I just try to change the subject as soon as possible, otherwise I might be ridiculed and labeled as a city boy. A ray is a beam of light shining from the sun and that is the