Personal Narrative-Hi-Way Inn, A Fitting

Lani: I was helping for someone’s project for COMM 245; I was in the video lab, in the studio. I was on campus and decided to contact everyone I knew who comes to the school. I remember I sent out a snap saying guys I think there is a shooting, be careful and then I started sending out individual texts to people making sure they were okay, like hey are you good? Stay out of an area.

Surreptitiously and quietly, the posted sentries at the main entrance leading to the Dweller city of New Hope maintained their duties guarding it, keeping watch over any potential threats that may arise from beyond the entrance at any time. From the balcony that stood directly above the steel gates of the main entrance, the Dweller city guard had managed to place a small barrier of sandbags with an additional sentry gun turret, consisting of twin mounted MG42 machine guns. Even further behind the sandbags and sentry turret emplacement was a table, with two G43 semi-automatic rifles leaning on the table. Seated around the table, there were three Dwellers: two Dwellers who were part of New Hope’s city guard, and the Silent Orphan, the leader

I can hear it. The stomping hooves of the minotaur closing in on me. I slip into a dark corner of the stone labyrinth, waiting for my prey. I have spent the better part of an hour fighting this monster down here, and my constant hit and run tactics has put a toll on my remaining health and stamina points.

A Ghostly Spark Introduction (reveal): Native American culture has always been an interest of mine. Since my beginning with the Boy Scouts of America on my path to Eagle Scout, I have come closer to the dense but often forgotten history of the First Nation people of America. Upon joining the Order of the Arrow, the BSA’s honor society centered around Native American virtues and beliefs, I have continued to take it upon myself to learn more about the long forgotten Native history. While I knew about the general struggles the Native Americans faced as “white man” invaded the unharnessed Western frontier, I had not learned about the specific catalyzing incidents that caused such conflict and suffered between these two cultures. While searching through topics like native music and combat, I knew I needed an event that sparked the rift between these two types of people, growing U.S. government and early

Today is the being of my third clinical experience here at Avalon Care Center. The past two clinical days have very exciting and I have felt my confidants grow after each experience, going into each new clinical stronger than the previous one. After hearing some interesting feedback from my fellow classmates after our group discussion, I have been looking forward for today. Today clinical assignment was in the Rehabilitation unit also referred to as the “Hallway of Hope”, where patients are admitted from the hospital until there’re strong enough to return home setting or will be transferred to the Long Term Care unit.

Well my first concrete strategies is to have Fridays off which mean I can be able to work Friday all day. My second strategy is to end my classes between 12:05pm or 1:30pm in order to have my afternoon free to work. My three strategy is to find a location that is not far from my house nor John Jay College so that the commute from school to work and work to school is not far so, that I can be able to balance my school work and a job. Also If I find a location that works on Saturday and Sunday I can work from Friday to Sunday giving me a flexible time to balance work and

I never thought that I had stage fright. I only joined the DI (Destination Imagination) team so that I could hang out with my friends, but it was a pretty fun experience. At our first meeting we named ourselves the GlaDIator Animals. During our other practices and brainstorming sessions we would come up with some really great ideas for the skit we chose to perform. We needed to have characters from two nations so we chose to have a Canadian and an Irish themed character.

In regards to my incomplete overtime forms: I was unaware on how to fill out the revised O.T. forms properly. Like many things that I am not informed of, this being one of them I had to ask for clarification. A few weeks ago from current date I asked my immediate supervisor Francisco Valle (Supervising Radiologic Technologist II) how should I document my pre-shift overtime and my post-shift overtime. My pre-shift overtime is the day prior to my scheduled work day which means I clock in at 11:00 pm. and any overtime worked after my normal works hours are the next day.

Have you ever felt like you could just go and do something extraordinary but you are too scared to take a risk and go for it? A quote from Robert Frost that says “Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.” This quote has helped me a lot and it could help others as well. The quote has taught me that if I keep after the same road, I would not change anything and everything is going to go the same way it is going. This quote can make other people realize that by going a different way than someone else that could change it all and everything could go better and if they stay in the same road then nothing is going to change.

Traveling from city to city after every two years since childhood made me realize how much there is to learn and explore. This nomadic lifestyle of mine gave me a thirst to travel and learn about new places, diverse people, and their surroundings. Traveling became a part of life because I am the daughter of an armed officer, but the extensive change in locations made me hungry for more experience. It captivated me to my deepest core. Little did I know that this carving for new adventures would remain with me.

The Moving Diaries_Part One Day One This was the day I found out I was getting transferred from San Diego California to Houlton Main. Man, I was not looking forward to telling my wife that we are going to move almost three thousand miles away from where she grew up. As I sat there at my desk. My heart began to pound and I felt the palm of my hands begin to sweat.