Personal Narrative Analysis

When I was nine my mother passed away from a long battle with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. Diagnosed at stage 3, when I was two and given roughly a year to live, my mother did what only a mother would do, spend time with her child. We traveled to white sandy beaches and tall blue glaciers attempting to compress a lifetime of memories into a vacation package. Thankfully, after a barrage of treatments and hospital visits the cancer went into remission. I always remember the days where my mom would look at me and say “Do what makes you happy in life, because thats all that matters”. She told me that several more times throughout childhood and it has become my guiding principle. “Do what makes you happy”. After my mothers death in 2000, I went to Jr. high school and had difficult time making friends and finding somewhere I belonged.

Hoganson’s theater class to avoid taking a mandatory foreign language course. Having no desire to be onstage I got involved with the technical side of theater while Mr. Hoganson took me up to the sound booth. I approached the sound console, peeled back the cover, and blew away the dust. All of the knobs, buttons, and wiring gave me a sense of calm and peace for the first time since my mom passed. I was absolutely fascinated. For the next three years were pure bliss in theater class and it is that experience that propelled me to pursue a life in theater. My natural aptitude for sound only grew through out high school as I took on new hobbies like Dj’ing which only fed my appetite for tinkering around with sound equipment. This hobby turned very successful small business helped support me through out my early years in college. Later while in college, I got job working at Pirates Dinner Adventure as a sound engineer where I mixed eight shows a week and even got promoted to assistant manager in first year with the