Personal Narrative: My Life At Furman

If you want to know the value of a second, ask a hopeful right before sign drop. Drill team girls from all over Texas and even out of state have high hopes of becoming part of the future line of The Kilgore College Rangerettes. Every year the competition gets tougher and the girls hoping for a spot on the prestigious drill team are becoming more competitive and stronger dancers. I was one of these girls who decided to take a chance and endure a week long audition and hope to see my tryout number on the sign in Dodson Auditorium on July 17, 2015. Unfortunately, I was not one of the girls chosen for the 76th line of Rangerettes. Because of this I grew in a much different way, and I now see that timing is everything.

When I started my 9th grade year, I had a best friend. Not even a quarter of the way into my school year, they had betrayed me. They lied to me and they lied about me. In one confrontation where I asked for my phone back because they had been using it, they told me that I was useless and that I should kill myself. That was when my parents and I decided that I needed to switch schools.

I was born and raised in New Orleans, Louisiana. My mother worked very hard and my father at times but he mostly attended to us at home, my older brother and myself. My father was a very abusive man, physically and mentally towards my brother, mother and myself. My father felt in his heart and mind that he was doing the right thing by disciplining us the way he did, if you believe breaking my arm was out of love. I began to develop an obsession with trying to make my father proud of me so that he could be happy, my brother developed hate for my father and he began to get in lots of trouble with the law. I channeled my angry energy in to art and praying for an outlet soon. I really needed to get away from it all, in 2001 I made a very big decision

My life as a military brat has not always been easy. In the last 19 years, I have moved five different times and dealt with my father deploying for months at a time. Moving is hard on military families because of having to meet new people, figuring out where to go to school, etc. Every military child is unique in their own way, whether it 's because of the different experiences he or she has attained from moving, the different cultures/languages, or even meeting new people. This would not be possible if his or her parent didn’t make the decision to go into the military.

HONK! BEEP! SQUEAKK! Every which way of me, cars are honking and breaks are squeaking but I don’t care because I see it, the best amusement park ever… Cedar Point! For the longest time had I been asking to go here, the day has finally came.

When I was was younger, I was a caterpillar crawling around trying to get through life, waiting to turn into the beautiful butterfly I know I could soon become. I made good decisions along with bad ones, saw the beauty in life as well as the unpleasant. I was like everyone else trying to be their own person, but now as I look at myself in the mirror I can finally see who I really am. I see myself as the beautiful butterfly I once dreamed of becoming, ready to fly down my own path. I have been in my chrysalis and I am finally out and ready to fly into my bright future. Christopher Newport University is the direction I am ready to fly. Transferring to CNU means a brighter future, success, and being one step closer to reaching my goal to become an astonishing kindergarten teacher.

It is not only my intellectual curiosity, but also my passion towards giving back to the community, that will lead me to success. As a UD honors student, I plan on joining organizations and performing volunteer work that I have done in high school. It will allow me to consolidate my musical and creative passions, while participating in new extracurricular activities pertaining to sports and community service. I believe that with the University of Delaware’s many opportunities, I can have the potential to become a strong leader and active member of the UD Honors community. The lessons that I have learned from working with these children will forever remain a part of me, as I hope to grow to be someone who will one day be able to change society, and will remind me to always dare to

I am first generation college student. I started Florida Gulf Coast University four years after I migrated from Jamaica along with my Dad, in pursuits of “an opportunity”- something that is very scarce outside of the continental United States. Before coming to FGCU, I went to Miramar High School; I graduated with honors and promised my Dad that within four years I would bring home my bachelors degree in Finance.

In my freshman year, I made a choice to relinquish some of my social life and replace that time giving back to my community. I joined a non-profit organization called the Volunteer Corp. We spent our time at food banks, park clean-ups, and even hosting local events. This experience left a lasting impression on me in many ways; however, one experience changed my perspective on life and serve as a constant reminder of how the smallest contribution to others can be the most powerful.

my Wilmington id: kchep43681, I had applied for a transfer student. I had submitted my documents and I had given my transfer form in my dso they said they updated and sent to Wilmington university and even further they said you were accepted my transfer form but when I look in my documents status its still looks incomplete could you please it and confirm

Getting involved means being apart of something more, having the chance to met different people, helping out the community, but its also means learning more about who you are as a person. Starting off at Washburn University I plan to get involved right away, in activities or clubs that would help my academically and socially like the Hispanic club , Freethinkers and French club.I will set goals for myself and achieve them, some small some big. One goal I am pursuing right now is learning french and Portuguese, i plan on going to Brazil next year. School goals, are turning in my work on time, stay focused on any task that is given to me, making sure I understand what i need to do and how to do it. I know that other people will have more experience than me in certain aspects but everyone at washburn is there to succeed.

I remember finding out that NC State had a summer reading book and thinking that it sounded a lot like a high school English class. I dreaded even picking up the book, so i kept making excuses and putting off reading it. August rolled around, and move-in day was quickly approaching, so I decided to take my dog to the beach one evening and read until the sun went down. The book followed the author's prodigious journey to save one mountain near his house and the Appalachian Trail. With every flip of a page I felt like there was an underlying message that was meant for me. The author was able to make a tremendous difference, even though, he was considered insignificant in the vast world of reigning politics. I felt like I could connect this to my new journey at NCSU. As one person in this ignoramus campus, I seem so small. However, if I want to accomplish something I can do it.

This paper is to define and understand who I am as a student and what direction I need to take to complete my degree and pursue a successful career in life.

So over the summer I got to visit two schools, the University of Maryland and Johns Hopkins university. So when I went to the University of Maryland I felt like I liked it more than John 's Hopkins. At the University of Maryland, they have the School of medicine, nursing, pharmacy, social worker law and dentistry. So I visit the school medicine and also got to see their campus and their hospital. During the tour, I also got to visit the trauma center and even went up to see their helicopter. We were up so high and I just felt my bones shaking in the building swaying. And then they took us downstairs to the Neurology floor and there were tons of patients. But my favorite part was that we got to see a kadabra. The University of Maryland campus

The summer of 2014 was probably one of the toughest time for me and my family. My older sister, Tatiana, had just graduated high school. She had decided to attend Salisbury University, and wanted to join the Army Reserves. These plans were the complete opposites of what my mother wanted her to do. My mother wanted her to go to Montgomery College, not go into the Army, and keep her in her nest. She was probably petrified of the idea that one of children would not be living with her. Growing up we had never been separated from my mother for more than a couple of days, we never even went to a summer camp, so the aspect that she would be gone for months did not please her at all. My sister and my mother argued for weeks, and I was always there awkwardly witnessing them bicker. No matter how much my mother told her she should not go to