Personal Narrative It’s a starry night on a cold October night, the breeze chilling to the bone. Nights like these remind me of solemn memories and lessons learned in the harshest way. It was around this time about two years ago that I learned to never take anything, or anyone, for granted. There’s a friend of mine I lost to suicide two years ago, I’ll just call her Ashe. She struggled with depression, abuse, and what happened two years ago taught me in the hardest way to not take anything for granted. Like an alarmingly high amount of teens, Ashe suffered from anxiety and depression that reared its ugly head at every turn. I knew the problems she was going through, I never knew how bad it was though. I tried my best to help in any way I can, but the miserable truth is that there’s not much that someone like me can do except just be there. Ashe was also a cutter which made me feel pressured and upset about that fact which made me make some regrettable decisions. Another problem she unfortunately suffered through was domestic abuse from her step-father, something else I could not do anything about. Her step-father knew some friends who worked with the police which only made Ashe feel more helpless as he got away with throwing things at her, hitting her, and who knows what else. I did not figure out about this until it was far too late, although it was something else I unknowingly pressured her about which eventually drove her off the deep end. The October night…
My goal at Durham Tech is to get my degree in computer program no matter how long it takes me .Because I have great plan for the computer program degree. I want to use my knowledge medical issues and the computer programing to come up the software that can make healthcare more assessable to everyone though mobile app and making healthcare smarter.
Before I came to Durham Tech I was working a lot of hour as a Certified Nurse Assistant .One day I was sating at work just think…
Personal Narrative- Track Competition
The moment of truth was upon me. The official times, this includes whom qualified for finals, for the 400m relay had been posted. My eyes scanned the page for the bold letters that spell ANDERSON. As I ran my finger across the page to where the times were posted, my ears began to shut out all outside noises, leaving me alone with the thump of my heart and the inhale and exhale of my lungs. Both began to increase in speed as my eyes narrowed in on the time…
A Personal Narrative of Race
How have I constructed race in my life?
To help initiate our conversation about race, we are going to begin by exploring our own
history with the idea. This assignment is rather simple: tell a story about when you first
became aware of your own race – your “blackness,” “whiteness,” “Asianness,”
“Latinoness,” etc . Consider these central questions:
When was the first time that race mattered – whether in a positive or negative way –
in the construction of…
Personal Narrative: Gender
One of the few I things I think about is gender. Most times when I think about inequalities or issues of some kind they are racial, religious, or socio-economic. However, I do believe that there are just as many problems today with gender as anything else, and the accounts in my gender log can support that.
Most of the interactions I had portrayed some sort of gender unfairness. Some of them included some comments made by family and friends, usually on petty topics…
Essay #1 Personal Narrative
Setting Good Examples
It all happened one day in fourth grade. The playground was filled with boisterous kids that scurried around, ranging from third to fifth grade. Half of the third graders crowded the enormous blue sandboxes, while the other half formed lines by the swings. The fifth graders, including Luke Haffman, who I had the biggest crush on, were either playing basketball or loitering by the forbidden tree-line…
Life Philosophy Narrative
February 9, 2014
Brenda Baker, Instructor
This life narrative reflection was an interesting assignment that help me define what my values and beliefs measure in my life. What proved to be easy was the “free week” because most individuals (such as myself) have an vacation spot imagined and planned just in case the opportunity present itself. The most difficult, was to see myself…
Amplification- adding more information to a sentence to make it stand out more so the reader can relate to it and get more out of it.
Apocryphal Story- A unauthentic story, questionable
personal narratives helps us relate to eachother and bonds people together in a way where is really deep and it makes us see someone in a different light.
Coherence- logically stcking statements together that flow is really essential to storytelling because it helps listeners really get a good understanding…
I got my first glimpse of the world outside of the United States as the plane flew across the clear, blue sky. The plane ride was an enjoying experience for me and I grew eager with the thought of spending time with my family in St. John. Leaving the United States for the first time added to the excitement my family and I were about to endure. This trip impacted me greatly; traveling so far away from home opened my eyes to the fact that there are many different cultures and…
Personal Narrative draft #3
Writing and Critical Inquiry
August 28, 2013
When It all Went Wrong
I was in my room at my desk attempting to study, and all of a sudden everything went dark. It was a moment of pure panic, I couldn’t tell the difference between the sound of trees falling, and parts of houses being blown around by the powerful winds. I wanted to look out the window to see the destruction that Hurricane Sandy was causing, but I was afraid to. I wasn’t sue if I should…
1. I have experienced something like what Julian calls a “revelation”. It wasn’t exactly like hers, as she longed for her revelation. I got into a really bad car accident over this past summer and I totaled my car; this experience changed my life forever. It wasn’t a revelation that I was planning for, but nonetheless it happened. I thought I was going to die in that accident, but by the grace of God I didn’t. I have now become a lot more aware of how short life is and how I need to live it to…