Personal Narrative: My Pawpaw Father

My grandfather was probably one of the most significant people i've ever had the pleasure of knowing. He was always happy and living in the moment, and he somehow, endlessly made people laugh. He was the life of the party and his smile always lit up the room. When he passed away, I had a very eye-opening realization. I realized that I should try to live the the simple, joyful life my grandpa had lived.

From time to time I like to look back at my life and see what I have accomplished and how meaningful my very existence is to both my family and others. When I ponder this I often look at my father’s past and see how he aspired to the great man he is now. I see how he has made his fair share of mistakes and how he took it and kept moving. He has told me many times about how he never thought he would be anything important because of his intellectual capabilities and how he managed to squabble his way into medical school than the Naval Academy which changed his life for forever. I look at my father now and see the man he is now and see how he let his dreams become realities and how he worked for them instead of giving up and feeling sorry for himself like many people often act.

He used to take me to the courthouse and point at the judge and say “that will be you when you grow up”. It also brings to mind the power of believing in people. As a child all i needed was one person to motivate me and i tried my best to be the best at what i do. I see motivating as a great leadership

Some people in elementary school knew they wanted to be doctors. Classmates of mine in middle school expressed their desires to become teachers. And yet for freshman year me, I had no idea what my future would hold—and I was terrified. I had done decently academically, managed to swim without drowning, and could muster a couple songs on the violin. But in a larger sense, it often felt like I was going through the motions, living another day just to do so.

The lesson I will learn from my grandpa is that even though he died before I was born he still plays a big role in my

Although my father is gone, I will use his memory as fuel to reach my goal and help those that I encounter throughout my career as an

You should always believe in yourself and never give up no matter what happens. Always be the leader and not the follower. Civil Rights activist, Diane Nash when she was a student she witnessed southern racial segregation for the first time in her life. Diane Nash helped me understand that we should become leaders for the black society.

And when things get harder or easier for me in life the things that he taught me I will always remember and never forget them this gave me a huge understanding of the people that just wanna become better, and those who dont wanna get better and achieve nothing. This goes from my intro from In These Girls, Hope is a Muscle. This shows how the captain of the team was pushing the team, and my personal mentor would be my coach on the way he pushed my team to finally win a state championship from the last state title being over 30 years ago

In 83 years my grandpa has lived a hard working, rewarding life. Through determination he went from having to earn everything he got, to a wealthy, retired

My Michigan Hero We know about our dad. He can be supportive, caring, and even scary, just to keep your grades up! My dad, Arthur Hill, is all of those things, but most of the time, he’s supportive. I find dad most inspirational in my family, and here 's why, dad was mostly like me and now he encourages me to do things, like plays! He told me that people are going to make fun of me, but I have the option to care or not.

My grandpa is a hard working guy and never gives up on anything he sets his mind to do. Moving to autonomy v. shame and doubt, I asked him what his greatest achievements were and he told me, “Being the director of Watkins Health Center I guess. I didn’t know where I was going to work so I went to business school to get a good job like that. Finishing my masters degree and that let me be qualified candidate for the job.”.

I am a pioneer! My pioneer story isn’t your average Latter Day Saint pioneer story, as far as historical LDS stories go! I was raised by goodly parents, I was born and raised in Spokane Washington. I am the youngest of three children born to Jim and Shannon Newell. My brother James is the oldest and four years older than myself. My sister Kim is the pickle in the middle and the peacemaker, she is just two years older. Growing up my brother and I had a love-hate relationship, we enjoyed driving each other crazy. As for Kim and I, we have always shared a close relationship. Kim is the sister every sibling should have, she was never mean or hateful, she is the sister that I don’t deserve.

Getting a Dog Have you ever been so happy that you couldn’t talk well that was how happy me and my sister were when we were allowed to get a dog. So after a night me and my sister couldn’t sleep we got up at like 8:00 because my parents would of gotten mad at us if we woke them up any earlier. So we ate breakfast and ate and like usually my parents procrastinated till it was about 11:00 and Petsmart stops showing the dogs at 12:00 so then we went to see the dogs and we found the one his name was hambone and he was cute he was beagle part basit.

Dogs have long been known to make great companions. I have heard from many people who own a dog that a dog is capable of boosting your mood and your health. But is it true? I didn’t know if it was all true until my sister surprised us with two tiny dogs. After having our dogs for several months I noticed it does change our lives in many ways. For me, my dogs changed it by showing me how to care for them. They also taught me how to understand them and how to love them even when they’re annoying and clingy. Having a dog teaches us patience, commitment, and selflessness. Caring for a dog takes a lot of responsibility and commitment. We also learn to be less focused on ourselves and be more patient, as pets can sometimes test our patience. Owning a dog can actually have a special impact in our lives.

Shortly after my sixteenth birthday, something terrible happened to me. But, first let's start at the beginning. When I was five years old my parents got me the best gift a little girl could ever ask for, a puppy. My dad came into the house with what I thought was a black jacket in his arms. I was wrong, after he came into the kitchen the “jacket” popped it’s little head up, it wasn’t a jacket, it was a puppy. We named that little black fur ball with white paws Bailey. Bailey was my first dog, and she was perfect. On all those hot summer days she would chase us all around the house outside, she would never get tired. Bailey was my best friend, we even shared the same birthday.