Personal Narrative: My Hero's Journey

The Mississippi never freezes over. I guess that’s why everybody claimed it to be a miracle. I was already missing the Beautiful City by the time my new leather boots set foot on the frozen river. Months before the journey Momma was already sewing us new clothes and saving her coins to purchase us boots from the tailor. Leaving Nauvoo, was one of the hardest things I’ve done. Prophet Brigham Young taught us faith and how that will keep us going on this trek to Zion. I found that it is much easier to sing about Zion than actually making the journey. A few days into the trek several families turned around and headed back.

It was 10.30pm when all of us got together as one to start the jouney from the fort bus stand. We were excited when the bus started moving and couldn't wait to reach the destination. It was all misty on the way and all we knew is that we are going to have a great time. The bus driver didn't stop exactly where we wanted to get down.

Tiger Woods was born in Cypress, California, in 1975. Tiger Woods was raised to be a champion. Brought up by a father who put a golf club in his hands before he could walk. For an entire generation of kids, Tiger was a hero and viewed in the same light as the best athlete in the world. Tiger Woods studied at Stanford University, and won a number of amateur U.S. golf titles. By the summer of 1996 he shot to fame after winning the Master’s at Augusta, with a record score of 270 and at the age of twenty-one he was the youngest player to earn the title. He became among the top best golf players of all time since turning pro at the age of twenty. His 14 major tournament championships are second only to Jack Nicklaus who has a total of 18, a record he once seemed destined to exceed. Tiger Woods is one of the greatest golfers to have ever played the game. His tournament record worldwide is greater than anyone else’s. He has been at the top of the game for twenty years now; he is probably the most formidable force in the modern age of golf. He is one of a kind, my idol.

As I walked through Wahlert Catholic, I looked around to familiar faces and thought to myself this is the year I will put myself out there and try new things, and make new friends. Freshman Orientation, I sat in bleachers and thought to myself, What I am going to do with myself this year? To all freshman, sometimes you walk in not knowing what you may do but you will figure it out eventually. I made my decision on Golf.

We head off to college. As Liam and I are heading to college we are talking about what we want to do when we get older. And Liam tells me that he wants to travel the world and make adventures. And I tell Liam that I want to also travel the world and become a writer. Music starts playing and we start jamming out to the music. We get to college and we have to go to orientation. They split the freshman into groups and Liam and I are in the same orientation group.

Regis is fourteen when he finds their mother weeping on the tile floor Christmas Dinner. She grips Stella close to her as if she was oxygen and their mother needed to take a calm breath and breathe.

Joseph Campbell’s, The Hero’s Journey, appears in the foundation of modern hero tales, such as drama, storytelling, myth, and religious rituals. The first step in The Hero’s Journey is the Departure phase, it’s where the hero has an unusual birth or early childhood and is forced to leave their everyday life to face the challenges that await them. Next, is the initiation phase, it’s where the real challenges and trials occur. The hero has a mentor or guide who gives them a special weapon or advice so that when the hero faces the darkest part, the temptation to give up or quit, they will transform and achieve their goal. Lastly, the return phase is when the hero returns home and is able to recognize the experiences the hero had in the other world. The Wizard of OZ follows the hero’s journey by showing the

Isaac Richards. This was the name of my first opponent in the Jim Lee Memorial tennis tournament. He was a familiar foe, and someone I knew I could beat. Just earlier that summer, we played, and I beat him 6-3, 7-5. I had played in many tournaments that summer and the summer prior, but this tourney was different. It was the first time that I was playing in a higher age division. I was also entering my Freshman year of highschool, and knew that I would play a handful of these guys again during the season. I was determined to play well to earn their respect. Over the next couple of days, I spent hours getting ready. I would wake up early to hit five baskets of serves, later that day I would two baskets of forehands, and two baskets of backhands. As the match drew closer, I

As we stood on the freshly cut grass motionless, in complete despair, we soon realized the effort we had given was simply not enough. We could have ran those suicides harder, connected one more pass, added 5 more pounds in the weight room. Although the crowd was roaring, everyone in a white uniform stood as if there wasn’t a sound heard for miles. With 56 seconds left on the clock, we all knew our season was coming to an end. The time that we thought was boundless, was ended by a buzzer that only brought disappointment.

Dreams, dreams, dreams a concept that people still cannot understand yet encounter every time they close their eyes with their warm grasp of their cotton blanket and count Mary’s little lambs. Soon, they drift off to deep slumber like how a bear sleeps during hibernation and dream of various things. Some may dream of sweets and happiness, some may dream of gold and wealth, and some others have ‘special dreams’ and our hero is one of them. Our soon to be hero sleeps in her small yet comfortable bed with her dog by her side snoring softly. The hero dreams of a nightmare filled with clouds of smog and flames consuming a town whole and as the flames burned and burned, cries and prayers of the villagers could be heard from

BOOM! POW! A fist thrown at the man crashing down upon a cart, people screaming! Then the man suddenly disappears and reappears grabbing the taller man by the foot and knocking him down only to disappear again! The taller man rips out an airplane seat and throws it at the man with so much force the plane shook. Then the man sees a crying baby next to the taller man, once again disappearing only to reappear with the 1 year old baby in his arms!

Once there was an Eagle and a horse. They lived next to each other in the deep deep forest. The horse was really fast and smart and was always jealous from the eagle because the eagle could fly in the sky really high. The eagle wasn’t clever but really brave. Every time, the eagle says to the horse, “Ha! You can’t fly like me in the sky!”

I clenched my stomach as we drove down the road. My eyes focused on one star in the sky, I knew if I pulled my eyes away my insides would be out and exposed to everyone. My cheeks stung from tears and my breaths were short as we drove to my church. as we pulled up it took me a while to open the car door, my hands were shaky and weak. friends hugged me and cried as I buried my head into their shoulders, the little light of hope I had left in my heart was burning out and I could feel it. I could see it as the storm clouds rolled in, as the thunder crashed and almost echoed my feelings in the sky. I felt vulnerable to life for the first time that night. As I descended down the stairs to join the rest of the group that was meeting to pay I heard

Fronds of grass waved in the gentle summer breeze as a bright orange frisbee was bounced between the hands of a small group of third graders. The day started careless and carefree, running through the grass just for kicks. We were agendaless and excited to see where the day would

Movies are proposed to entertain us and lead us to a different time or place. But if you look at a movie deeper you see the themes and ideas put into the movie. Directors strive to show, the theme of the idea not just in the characters, but in the setting and camera work. Throughout the play knight riders, the director and producers use characters and images to project to the audience, what they hope that they see. Using this movie to project themes of leadership, even if they were not trying to this start even in the first scene. In this scene you see, you are not part of a normal community, but also opening up with the trees and nature. You see Billy fantasies of what society should be. You see the pure beauty, but also see his unrealistic view of the