Walking into a new and unfamiliar place, I was more nervous than I have ever been before. Growing up as a shy girl, I never went out of my way to meet new people or try different things. As a result of only staying in my comfort zone, major changes in my life would cause me to panic. On the list of the hardest things that I have ever had to do, somewhere along the top would be walking to my first college class alone. College was something I was not accustomed to, but was going to quickly become part of my daily routine. Aware of the many horrible stories past college students would tell about their college work and professors had me on edge. I wondered if I was capable of obtaining the grades I desired and enduring the stress that would occur.
How I Graduated High School Have you ever procrastinated for so long that it finally caught up to you? Well that was the story of my life in my senior year of high school. To me, high school wasn’t about learning and doing school work, it was more about hanging out with friends and living a life of leisure and free time. Needless to say, by the end of my sophomore year, everything changed and I learned things the hard way. Getting your responsibilities out of the way, and taken care of is always better done soon rather than later.
Narrative: I moved to Kansas City, Kansas seven years ago. It all started when I was in 6th grade with these girls. I was a different race then them. They thought it would be cool to mess and try to get rid of the white girl. One day, they decided to try everything they possibly can to get me kicked out.
During my freshman year of high school I struggled in many areas of my life including personal, social, and academic. I was in an emotionally abusive relationship, struggling with my self-esteem, and fighting to keep my grades above c 's. Since then I have grown, learned from my experiences and it can all be seen through my transcripts and the friend group I now surround myself with.
Graduating High School A day I will never forget was the day that I graduated high school. All the emotions were overwhelming and hard to handle sometimes. It was hard to accept that one of the biggest chapters in my life was about to be over and I was about to start an even bigger one.
The lunch bell rang loudly in my ear as I packed up my materials from math class. As soon as Mrs. Millie released our class, I raced everyone else in our grade to my locker so I wouldn’t have to wait in the back. I quickly entered the combination into my lock, snatched my lunch box from the top shelf and met up with Whitney by the cafeteria doors to get a good table that wasn’t in the back corner where we normally sat.
Newton was a town just east of the coast Ceils. The people were nice and friendly, it being a small town everybody knew each other. Maddie, Zach, Cody and Karen are all good friends. But ever since last year Maddie, Zach, Cody, and Karen noticed that the town has been becoming strange. The people were acting weird and bad things kept on happening. But the squad just laid low and adjusted to what was happening to the town. As Halloween was coming up, the four friends were excited. They talked about what costumes they were going to buy, trick or treating, and many more Halloween related things. Zach was going to dress up as scream and Cody were going to dress up as Michael Jackson. They were also thinking and talking about throwing a Halloween party. But they were
“Are you sure you have everything?” my mom asked one last time. I smiled and nodded yes for the fifth time. My mom, dad, and half-asleep little sister walked with me out of the small conference room along with other sad, but proud families. This was the last time I would see my family this summer for I was participating in the UCLA High School Summer Research Program (HSSRP). My dad looked at me and grinned. He held his hand out and we fist bumped. “Good Luck,” he said in a calm tone. After saying bye to my mom once more, we went our separate ways and my new challenge had begun.
I wish I could go back to kindergarten. “The same boys who got detention in elementary school for beating the crap out of people are now rewarded for it. They call it football.” Laurie Halse Anderson. High school is a rough place like elementary with testosterone and steroids. It’s extremely fast paced and people won’t slow down for you nor anyone else either.
When a person is a senior everyone asks them what their plans are for after high school and what they hope to become. I am planning on going to college and I have the option of playing volleyball while in college. I didn’t want to go to school too far away from home, and I got a few offers that were close to home, but I narrowed it down to Heidelberg and Owens to play at. They both offered scholarships and they both have the what I would like to major in so it was a tough decision. I finally decided Owens would be a better fit over Heidelberg. I could play for 2 years and then transfer to another school and live a normal college life.
In the middle of the winter of the 5th grade school year at Kaneland Mcdole Elementary, I decided to cover for my best friend so he wouldn't get in trouble from my teacher. It was very cold while I waited at the bus stop every morning trying to amuse myself by sliding down the icy driveways. Ethan S., Sergio, and Grant were my best friends in 5th grade. Sergio was Mexican and a little shorter than me. He also sat next to me in desks of 5 or 4. Grant was the best of friend anyone could have. He loved sports and sitting next to me on the bus. We got on the bus and on the way to school.
Education can open many opportunities Going to school was always a huge challenge. Not that I didn’t like school, since I always loved to learn new things. It was the fact that I felt different from everyone else. Growing up, my parents would only speak Spanish in the house. When I start kindergarten it was alright since the class was taught in Spanish.
Returning to college for me was something that really came unexpectedly. I joined the military in 2008 after stopping just three credits short of my degree in Culinary Arts at the Art Institute of Ft Lauderdale. I surely thought when I joined the Army that it would be my career until retirement so college was never in the books for me. However, as fate would have it I am here today recently retired from the Army at the age of 32 and enrolled as a full-time student. Even though my return to college was not planned I am truly excited to become proficient in a new trade.
Personal Narrative Essay Believe it or not, sometimes a gracious action can bring a huge influence on a person. When I read the introduction that instructor Heller wrote, there is a sentence she wrote: “Sometimes the most influential moments in our lives are smaller moments, events that we may not recognize as influential until years after the experience.” For some reason, I related to it strongly. My story is about my high school experience. Also, I will share some significant moments in my life, and how these smaller moments changed my personality.