Onehotandsunnydaymyparents,littlebrother,andIwantedtogetoutofthehouseSowe decidedtogottotheparkandplayontheplayground.Itwassohotoutsidethatweweresweating justfromstandingbutitwasagreatday.Notonlywasitwasagreatdaybutitwasalsoagreatday becauseitwasthedayIwasgoingtoaskmyparentsifwecouldgetadog.Iwassoexcitedtoask thatIwasgettinggoosebumps.IbegantowalktowardsmyparentsandwhenIreachedthemIasked thequestion"Canwegetadogplease?"Bothmymamaanddadlookedateachotherandsaidone daywewillbeableto.Itwasn'tayesbutitwasn'tano,soIknewthattherewasachancethatI couldgetone.
ThenextdaybecameoneofthebestdaysofmylifeandsoononeofthesaddestdaysWhenIwas5 yearsoldIgotoneofthebestgiftsanykidgoodaskfor.I'vealwayswantedoneandwassoglad whenIlaideyesonher.BeforeIgointodetailwhynotjuststartfromtheverybeginning.One evening,mylittlebrotherandIwaswatchingtvwithmymamawhenIheardmymamatalkingto mydadonthephonesaying"whatyoumeanyouhaveasurprise?"WhenIheardthat,IknewthatIt hadtobesomethingreallyintriguingMinuteslaterIcouldhearthesoundofthetiresrunningover rocksandanenginerunning.ItturnsoutthatItwasmydaddypullingintothedriveway,soIhad gottenevenmoreanxioustofindoutexactlywhatthesurprisewas.Mymama,brother,andIall waited
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CarleighGrupe ProfessorSchnell
English1301
9September2015
PersonalNarrative–RoughDraft
ThelakeglistenedbeforemeasmymomandIpulledintoBlueLakeFineArtsCampjustoutside TwinLakesMichigan.IhadbeenacceptedintotheInternationalYouthSymphonyOrchestra programwhereafterspendingaweekatthecamptheentireorchestrawouldbeheadingoffonasix weekEuropeanTourtoshareourmusicaltalentsandAmericanculturewithanotherpartofthe world.IknewtravelingtoadifferentcontinentwouldgivemefurtherinsightastowhoIwasa person,butdidnotimaginethepeopleIwouldmeetwouldimpactmeasmuchastheydid. HisnamewasAlexPeabody,a16yearoldjuniorfromAnnArbor,Michigan.Althoughweweren't bestfriends,wewerestillclosewithoneanotherthroughoutthetourHehadmessybrownhairthat framedhisroundfaceandalwaysworeabigflashysmile.Oneofmyfavoritemomentswithhim waswhilewewerewaitingtoboardthebustogothetheairport.Whilewesatwaiting,Iwas practicingmyfluteinpreparationforourfirstconcertinFrance.Manyoftheotherstudentswere practicing,talking,giggling,orsharingnewlyfoundfavoritesongswiththeirfriends.Thenoisewas deafeningandcreatedacarnivalofsoundthatgrewlouderwitheachpassingminuteOutofthe cornerofmyeyeIsawAlex,acelloplayer,watchingmepractice,hiseyesbrightwithfascination. "Alex,doyouknowhowtoplayflute?"Icalledto
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PersonalNarrative
Ineverthoughtthisdaywouldcome.Imean,Ididknowitwascoming,butIjustneverthoughtit wouldbethissoon.Sincebirth,Linahasbeenmyoldersister,mycompanion,myconfidant,and moreover,mybestfriend.Asyearspassed,Iacknowledgedthatweweregettingolder,andthatthe dateofherdeparturewasgettingcloser,yet,Ididnotwanttobelieveit.Sincelastyear,shehad beenintheexhaustingprocessofapplyingtouniversities,andbytheendofMay,theUniversityof NewOrleans(UNO)grantedherwithagenerousscholarship.Withasmilefullofprideand amazement,sheacceptedthescholarshipandreservedherspaceinthePsychologyfieldinthe UNOOvershadowedbythegreatnewsofherscholarship,wefailedtoshowmorecontent Suddenly,shestoodupandawarmsmilelightenedherface.Hereyesshonewithexcitementasher threebestfriendsapproachedher.Theytalkedandlaughedzealously;theyjokedasiftheyhad forgottenwhatwasabouttohappeninlessthananhour.Icouldnothelpmyselffromwatchingher. Hersmilewasgenuineandhersightdeep.Hervoicewasmelodicwhilesherecountedallthe anecdotesthefourgirlshadsharedforsixlongyearsShemovedherhandswhileshetalkedand showedherperfectlywhiteteethwhileshelaughed.Therewasnofearinherface,justasparkof adventureglistenedatthecornerofhereyes.Shewasabouttoundertakeajourneytothesmallstate ofLouisiana,tothebeautifuljazzcityofNewOrleans,andevenatthevergeofstartinganewlife onherown,sheshowednosignsofanxietyoruneasiness.Thereweresomanyreasonswhynotto cry:shewashappy,shewasyoung,shehadagreatopportunitytostudyabroad,somethingnot everyonehas,andmanymorethatwouldtakemeawholedaytomention.However,Ionlyneeded onereasonwhytocry:Iwouldnolongerhaveherbymyside.Asatremendousstorm,anurgeof cryingoverwhelmedme,andallIcoulddowastositdown,hidemyfaceinmyhandsandletmy emotionsoverpowerme.Shelookedatmeandfrowned.Iknewithurthertoseemethatway,butI couldn'tstop.Shecamenearmeandhuggedme,withoutsayingaword.What
SayingGoodbyeEssay
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WarStory–PersonalNarrativeFinallywegotawelldeservedbreakfromwhatseemedlikeour endlessmarching.Aswestoppedpainshotupmyleftleglikeabullet.Ilookedautomaticallytomy right.Nobodywasthere.MybestfriendSimonwouldusuallystandthere,ashehadinthewar before,Icouldimaginethegrinonhisface.Theimagesofallthoseyearsagostartedtoplayinmy mind
Itbeganwhenwewereassembledinthesafetyofthetrench.Thenweheardthosedreadedwords thatcanmakeamanthrowupwithfearforhislife
Ifroze,notbreathing,notevenblinkingIwasparalysed,standingtheremotionless,mylegsassolid asshowmorecontent
Then,turningmyheadagainIsawSimondivetomyaid.Hedidnotutterasinglewordbutjust gaveafaintgrinthenpromptlylookeddownatmylegandsettowork.Hefreedmeandwithalittle helpImadeittothesafetyofthenextshellhole.Iowedhimmylife.
SimonrefusedtostopHeclimbedupagaintohelptheothersItriedtotughimbackbutmyefforts wereworthless;seenasIwaswounded.Gunshotsandshellfirepoundedmyearslikearighthand fromaheavyweightboxer.IwillneverforgetthenextsoundIheard.IknewitwastheendsoI lookedupatthemorningsunandprayedtowardstheheavensIcouldhearthescreamspenetrating throughoutmymind.
NowI'mstandinghereabouttomarchontofightinanotherwar,fightingformydearfriend.When willmankindlearn?Now,however,IfearthistimeImightnotbesolucky,especiallynow,without Simon,whoIdidnotevengetachancetothankforsavingmylifeNowItrytoputthethoughtsout ofmymindwithatearinmyeyeturningawayfromtheothersoldierssotheycannotsee.
IcanseealargechurchinfrontofmeandcanhearthesoundsofchildrenplayingIbegintothink aboutthecontrast.Theyoung,blamelesschildrenplayinghappilywitheachotheronlyashort distanceawayfromwhereus,theadultsarecontemplatingwhatliesaheadhideouslyslaughtering the
WarStory-PersonalNarrativeEssay
"Go!Overthetopmen,go!"
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ThetimewhenIgotoschoolhavehelpedmelearningsomuchwithmanysubjects.Sinceofvery beginningofmyschoolingdayasfarasmyremember,IhavehadanattractionforLiterature.In school,it'smyfavoritesubject.Mostfriendsofminefeelasleepduringthislessonbecausethey thinkliteratureisaboringsubject.Frommypointofview,thesubjectislendingmetothenew worldthatIhaveneverexperiencedbeforeandteachinghowtobehaviorinmylifeIlikeliterature becauseofmanyreasons.Firstly,Mr.MaksimGorkythatliteraturewasanthropology.Throughthe readingofvarietygenreoftheliterature,Icouldfeelmyancestor'slifeandcultureandculturein thespecificerasuchashowpeoplelivedtogether,showmorecontent
Generally,ifyouwanttobegoodatliterature,youmusttopracticemoreandmore.Firstly,Ihave someprettynotebookstowriteeverythingwhichIfeelgreatandinterested.Whenyouneedthem forownpoem,youhavemanyworthexample.Iusuallywritewithcolorpenandmarkimportant things.Theylooklikemydiary.Secondly,Ifyouwanttowriteinterestedthinginyournotebook, youmusttoreadbookIusuallyreadmanykindofbooksuchashistory,autobiographies,romantic, art,religion,satire,foreignlanguageandsoon.Readingissuchagoodhabitwhichprovides knowledgeandkeepsmybrainfunctioningactivelyfordifferenttopicslikeAldousHuxleytold that:"Everymanwhoknowshowtoreadhasitinhispowertomagnifyhimself,tomultiplythe waysinwhichheexists,tomakehislifefull,significantandinteresting".Andsometimes,Icanfind someinsightfulquotationsandmaximonCampus'notebookcoversoIcanreaditeverywhereI carryandquoteinmyessay.Thirdly,Ihaveaerratichabit.It'swritingdiary.Itmakemeexpressmy moodandimprovemywritingskills.IusuallyapplythemwhenIlearnEnglishandsometimesI learnJapaneseAllthingconsidered,Mythemostimportantsecretstudymethodhowtobegoodat literatureisI'mintolearningliteratureandwriting
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WhatIsMyFavoriteSubjectEssay
TheImportanceOfNarrativeWriting
NarrativeWritingisastorythatistoldandtheorderinwhichitistold.Somestorieshavenarrators andsomewithout.Thenarratorisnormallyaseriesofcharactersoronecharacterwhotellthestory. Sometimesnarrativewritingcanbeclassifiedasfictionwritingwhichisamadeupfromstartto finish.Whenthereisnarrativewritingthatisbasedontruestores,thenthenarrativewritingisnon fictionMostnarrativewritinginthelawenforcementsectorisa"howto"formatoraguidelineon howareportshouldbewritten.Italsoexplainstheactualfactsonhowacrimeoccurredduringthe investigation.AccordingtothetextBiggs(2016),Therearefiverulesofnarrativewriting.Thefirst ruleofnarrativewritingis,thereportshouldalwaysbewritteninfirstpersonWhenthenarrative explainsfirstperson,thenarrativeisstatingthatusing"IorMe"inthereportsidentifytheauthorof thepersonwhoiswritingtheinvestigativereport.If"IorMe"isnotbeingusedtowritethe investigativereports,theinvestigationcouldbesoughtasmadeuporfake.Thesecondruleof narrativewritingis,thereportshouldalsobewritteninpasttensealongwithfirstpersonview. Accordingtothetext,Ifyouwriteinthepasttense,youwilldevelopconsistencyand,asaresult, createareportthatisprofessionalandeasytoread.Withthistypeofconsistency,thereportsare easilybelievabletothereaderandmakesiteasytofollowthe
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MyFear–PersonalNarrativeEverychild,teenagerandadulthasexperiencedanxiety,fearorworry atsometimeintheirlives.Everyonehastheirownphobias.Somearejusttemporarywhereasothers justlinger,hauntingthemforever.Lifeallowsuseachofustoexperiencechallengesinourown way.Butwhenthesechallengesbecomealmostimpossibletocomplete,theybecomelongterm problemsWhenfacedwithfear,onelooksfortheeasiestrouteout,butinmycase,therewereno signposts.ThereisonepartofmylifethatIvividlyrecall.Idon'treallyknowwhenorhowit started.MaybeI'dhaditallmylifeormaybeitdevelopedatacertainage.Perhaps,thatwillremain anunsolvedshowmorecontent Ididn'tknowwhythiswashappeningandfeltthatIhadnocontrolovermythoughtsorfears.By thisstage,Iwouldhavepersistentnightmaresofmyhouseburningdownwhereeveryoneinthe buildingwouldescape,withtheexceptionofme.IrememberhowIfeltafterbeingawokenbythe fearofdeath.ItwasafeelingofconfusionandIdidn'tknowwhythiswashappening.Myphobia totallydisabledmeandatthetimeIfounditdifficulttorelaxIlivealonewithmymumandshe wasunawareofwhatIwassecretlygoingthrough.Atthetime,Ineverreallyopenedmyeyestothe factthatIhadaproblem.ItoldmyselfthatitwasjustaphaseandthatIwasfinebutdeepdownI thinkIalwaysknewthatthiswasuntrue.Anotherhabitofminewascountingsyllablesofwords. WheneverIwouldseeashopsignIwouldcountthesyllablesofthewordswrittenandwould ensurethatthenumberofsyllablesdidnotexceedsixteen(myfavouritenumber)Oneevening,a friendofminehadvisitedmyhomefordinnerandIcoulddonothingbutworryaboutthefood overcookingandcausingafire.ItwouldnotleavemymindandwasallthatIcouldthinkof.Thatis whenInoticedthatmyactionswereoddIalmostimmediatelyloggedontotheinternetand searchedforfirerelatedobsessions.
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MyFear-PersonalNarrativeEssay
Afteralongstressfultest,Iwasgoingtospendthedaywithmybestfriend,Katherine,forthefirst timeafter,solongnowthathermomtrustedmemore."Honk!''wasthesoundIheardthatsignaled methatKatherine'sdadwashere.Sheopenedthedoor,asusualbecauseshewassocourteoustome atschool.IgotintotherustygrayHonda.OnceIgotintothecarIknewitwasoutofmycomfort zonebecauseitwasmyfirsttimemeetingKatherine'sDadoutsideofschool"Hello,Katherine's dad,"Isaidtentatively.Herespondedbackwithasimplehelloandsimplyresumedhistalkwith Katherineasifshehadneverleftthecar.Theyweretalking,soquickIhadnoideawhattodo,soI keptquietthewholecarrideandlookedoutthewindowThewholecarridewasofaforeign languageIhadbarelyheardKatherinespeakatschool,whenhermom,my5thgrademathteacher camearound.Nowasifshehadbeenliberatedfromthosechainsthatkeptherfromspeakingher nativelanguage,shespokeendlesslywithherdad.Wearrivedatourdestinationandtomysurprise, itwasachurch.IhadnevermylifebeentochurchonaSaturdayafternoon,mostlikelybecausemy momandIonlyhadtimetocometochurchonSunday´sSomanythingswerehappeningatthe sametimeinthesameroomwhereKatherine'sdadleftus.Therewasakarateclasshappeningright infrontofuswhilesomefeetinfrontthereweretableswithroses,string,markers,allscatteredup.
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MyDayWithMyBestFriend
Ontheotherhand,writingontopicsthatfascinateandintrigueme,isratherenjoyablethanfeeling likeachore.Ideasstreamandwordsflownaturallywithouthavingtomimicandechoothersvoice. AliteracynarrativeisapieceoftextwrittenfrommyownperspectivefortheintermediateEnglish compositionclass.Aliteracynarrativeisanessayaboutmywritingandreadingliteracy,looking backtovariousincidentswithabrandnewoutlookWritingthisessayallowedmetorevisitand assesshighlightsthatcontributedtomywritingandreadingliteracy.Themaingoalofliteracy narrativeessayistodefineliteracy,discussmyownpersonalliteracyritualsleadingtohowmy literacyformalizedeverystepofthewayIngeneral,the
HowToWriteALiteracyNarrativeEssay
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ItisApril4th.Itismy21birthday.21yearsagoIwasbornandgotnamedThea.MymomEmily, dadJames,sisterMaddison,andbrotherLiamarecomingovertocelebratemybirthday.Therearea fewthingsImustdobeforetheycome.
ThefirstthingIneedtodoisorderamediumpizzaandsomewingsformyfamily,Wearebigfans ofpizzaandwings.Myfamilysaidthattheywouldgetmeacake.Iamexcitedtoseewhatitlooks like.Theyalsosaidthattheyhadabigsurpriseforme.Iamreallycuriousaboutwhattheygotme butalsonervous
Itisfinally4pm.Myfamilyshouldbearrivingsoon.Ihearaknockonthedoorandassumeitismy family.Irushtothedoorandopenit.
"HiTheahowareyoudoing?"saysmymomwhilewalkingin "Iamdoinggreat,justhavebeenwaitingforyouguystoarrive"
Mymomsetsdownamediumwhitesizebox.Mymomlooksatmeandsays "Youshouldtakealookatyourcake"inaveryeagervoice.Iwakedtotheboxwheremycakewas andopeneditslowly.Iamamazedwithdesign.ItwasaverydetailedlookingKawasakininja motorcycleyoucouldseepartsofthemotorwhichmadeitlookrealistic.Iwassohappywithhowit lookedIturnedaroundandmymomwasstilllookingatme,soIsaid "Thanksmomitlooksreallycoolwithallthedetails."
WeallsatdownandtalkedWetalkedabouthoweveryonehasbeenMysistersschoolandmy brothersnewjob.Whileweweretalkingtherewasanotherknockonthedoor.Iwenttogoopenthe dooranditwasthepizzaandthewings.Ipayedforthemandgrabbedtheboxesandwalkedintothe kitchenwheremyfamilywas.Everyonewasreallyhungrybutmyfamilyreallywantedmetosee thebigsurprisetheygotforme.SOweagreedwewouldgooutsidetoseewhattheygotme.We wentoutsidewhenIsawwhattheygotmeIalmostcriedinjoyMyfamilygotmethesamelooking motorcyclethatwasonmycake.ItwasablackKawasakiNinja2017.Ithadaniceleatherseat.The lightswerebrightwhiteanditwasreallyshinny.ButIhadonequestion.
"Howdidyouguysaffordtobuyit?"
"Weallpayedapartofit"saidmybrotherLiam
Therewasonlyoneproblem.Therewasapartonthemotorcyclewherethepaintwas ...Getmorecontent...
NarrativeEssayAboutMyBirthday
Lastnightwasallablur.Itwasdefinitelyoneofthemostmemorablenightofmylife.Everyone wasalldoneupinexpensiveandornateclothing.Ifeltsoplaininmysimplepartydress.Isilently driftedthroughthecrowdchoosingtoobservethecrowdratherthanjoininginontheirfestivities. Afterall,theonlywayIwasabletoobtainaninvitationwasthroughwork.Yousee,myboss wantedmetowriteanarticleonGatsby'spartyIwasrefusedatfirstbutmybossknowssome thingsaboutmethatIdonotunderanycircumstanceswantexposed.Okay,sobacktotheparty.I decidedtothatthefasterItalkedtoGatsbythebettersoIwenttogofindhim.Ithoughtthebest placetostartwasoutinthegardenwhereIthoughthewouldbeconversingwithhisguestsI walkedtothegardenavoidingeyecontactandfeignedconversationswiththepeoplearoundme.As IsearchedthegardenforGatsby,Iquietlylistenedforallthebitsofgossipthepartygoerswere discussing.ProbablythemostinterestingstorywasthatGatsbywashavinganaffairwithamarried woman.ThecouplebelievedthatthewomanwasnoneotherthanMissBaker.Iknewthisrumour wasn'tcompletelytrueGatsbywasindeedhavinganaffairwithsomeonebutshewasn'tmarried andshewasn'tMissBaker.Infact,youknowthispersonquitewellbut,Iwon'ttellyouwhoitisso don'teventhinkofaskingme.Anyways,IsearchedthegardenforGatsbybuthewasnowheretobe found.Ithen
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SocialWorkNarrativeEssay
NarrativeAbilitytoprovidepsychosocialtreatmenttoawidevarietyofindividualsfromvarious socioeconomic,cultural,ethnic,educational,andotherdiversifiedbackgrounds.Thisrequires knowledgeofhumandevelopmentandbehavior(physicalandpsychological),andthedifferential influencesoftheenvironment,society,andculture.AnswerAswithallsocialworkendeavors,a client'sSES,culture,ethnicity,educationlevel,age,andsocialcapitalneedstobeaddressedatall stagesofpsychologicaltreatment.Todisregardtherelevanciesofanyofthesetraitsfromthe veteran'sbackgroundwouldbedetrimentalinattending,diagnosing,anddevelopingacareplanfor theveteranAboveall,theabovemarkersprovideabasetomeetshowmorecontent
Oncethatisestablished,itisimportanttoknowtheclient'sfunctioning,background,andchief complaintsthatbringthemtomeetwiththeclinician;thiscanbeachievedthroughconductingthe department'sintake,bio–psycho–social–spiritualassessment,andsubsequentinventories.Next,the clinicianneedstomatchuptheclient'scurrentsituationwithanevidencebasedpractice.Ifthe clinicianisnotfamiliarwiththebestpractice,theycaneitherbecomeacquaintedwithitthrough educationandsupervisionorrefertheclienttoanothercounselor.Duringtheclientmeetings,itis besttoobservestrengthsthattheclientpossessesandwithintheirsystem.Ifplausible,theclinician shouldencouragetheclienttoincludetheirfamilyintoher/histreatmentsothefamilycanbetter supporttheirveteranandsothatthecliniciancanbetterunderstandtheveteran'shome
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Afterparagraph:Ihaveasoccergame,Itistheafternoon,"watchout!"IyellTheotherteamis almostatourgoal!Thekidishuge!Heisan8thgraderIthinknamedandrew.Woahhemissed! Peoplealwayssay"thereisnoIinteam."butinmyteamthereisanIinteam!Myteammatesnever passtome.IdonotknowifitisbecausetheythinkIamnotgoodenough,orifitisbecauseIam theonly7thgradeboyonmyteamAbout6/12ofthekidsinmyteamare9thgradersThose6that arein9thgradearealltheotherboysonmyteam.Allthegirlsare7thgraders.Weusuallyareshort ofplayerscausesomeplaytravelleaguesoccer.Noneoftheboyspasstoeachanyoneandthegirls passtoeveryoneWeusuallywinbutthisteamisamazing
NarrativeEssayOn8thGrade
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PersonalNarrative:MyFavoriteVacation
Tryingtofindmemoriesislikelookingfortreasure.Youlookatthesurfaceandseesomething mediocre,butyoudigdeepandfindsomethingcool,pretty,andmeaningful.Ittookawhiletothink ofafondmemory,butonceIthoughtofsome,itwashardtochooseafavorite.GrowingupIhave hadmanygreatexperiencesintheformofvacations.BetweengoingtoDisneyWorld,owninga vacationhome,hangingoutwithmygrandparentsinArizona,travelingtoCanadaandmoreThey allmakeamazingmemoriesthatIwillforevercherish.Thevacationspotwegotothemost,though, isWisconsinDells.AfewtimesIhavebeenallowedtoinvitefriendstocomewith.WhenIam allowedtobringfriends,itisalwaysaginormousamountoffunWegoofoffinthehotelroom, playinthearcades,andswiminthewaterparks.
Myfavoritevacation,sofar,isoneIwentoninSeptember2015withmyfriendsAlissaandJaidah. Weallsharefandominterests.OntheweekendofSeptember19,mybrotherwentawaytospendhis birthdaywithmydad.MymomshookmeawakeandinformedmeIcouldbringtwofriendsalong toaroomintheDellsthatwewouldbeoccupyingAlmostimmediatelyIthoughtoftheduoIran downstairsandtextedbothofthemwhilepackingabag.Theytextedbacknottoolongafter,andI toldthemmymomandIwouldpickthemupanywherefrom10–11thatSaturdaymorning.We pickedupAlissaandshetriedtodirectustoJaidah'shouse,butshewasn'tthoroughwithher
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AtthispointinmylifeIfindmyselfinaninterestingpredicamentregardingmyattitudestoward readingandwriting;moresotowardsreading.YearsagoIusedtolovereadingbooksforpleasure butnowadaysIfindmyselfreadingthingsthatlittletonoefforttodigest.Thisincludesthevery basicpostsonfacebookexpressingone'sopiniononsomethingorarticlesandthreadsonreddit discussingtopicsIfindintriguingPerhapsit'stheseveresenioritisthathasovercomemeasIenter mylastsemesteratChapmanUniversity.AsI'vegottenlazierIcanseeitstarttoreflectinmy everydaylife.DeepdownIstilllovetoreadbutIrarelyfindmyselfgettingtrulyinvestedintothe actionunlessitrelatestosomethingIamveryshowmorecontent
Youcanfeedthemindasmuchasyouwantanditwillnevergetfullofreading.Sadly,I'mnotthe samepersonthatIwas.Iguessyoucouldsayit'spartofgrowingup.Itneverreallywasintentional butit'sjustthewayhowitendedup.Ontheotherhandmyattitudestowardwritingarevery different.FirstletmesaythatdeepdownItrulydonotliketowrite.Imyselfdon'tpersonallyliketo writeforleisureorpleasurebutratherIwritebecauseIbelieveitisoneofthemostimportant aspectsofbeingabletocommunicatewiththosearoundyou,bothpersonallyandprofessionally.To putdifferently,myattitudetowardswritingisthatIwritebecauseIneedtowriteandsurviveinthe worldaroundme.IwritebecauseIhaveto,notbecauseIwantto.Hopefullythissomewhatmakes sense.Tobetterexplainletmemakeacomparison.WhenIamassignedawritingassignmentorI amwritingbecausetheactionisbeingforceduponmeIfindmyselfnotenjoyingtheprocessand overalltheendresultissubpar.Theperfectexampleofthiswouldbemyjunioryearinhighschool whenIwasenrolledinAPenglishliterature.Idreadedthemajorityoftheclasssimplybecause therewassomuchwritinginvolvedintheentirecourseandthereforeIwasconstantlywritingjustto getagrade.Beingforcedtowriteinsuchhighvolumeeveryweekforanentireschoolyearwasnot enjoyableformyselfandasaresultthe
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Isatinsidewatchingt.v.,wonderingwhatIshoulddo.Ilookedoutside,sunny,afewcloudsinthe skybutotherthanthatitwasaprettyniceday.Therewasn'tmuchtodomymomtoldmenottogo outsidealonesoIwasn'tdoingthat.Tomknockedonthedoor.Ilookedupandrolledoffthecouch.
Whydoeshealwayshavetobesoannoyinghe'stheabsoluteworst.Ihatehim,he'salways go,go,go,neverbreak,andtrustmeyoucan'tsaynohe'llflipoutandtellhismomwhatIsaidand thenhismomwillcome.Shealwayssaysthesamething.Lookkiddocanyoupleaseplaywithhim hedoesn'thavemanyfriends,andthenleaves.It'ssoannoying.Iapproachedthedoorandopenedit. Instantlytomsaid,"Doyouwanttogointhewoods,maybecatchsomefrogs?"Hespokesoquickly ittookmeacouplesecondstocomprehendit.
"Sure,"Isighed,notwantingtogoatall.Idetestedhim.HewastheworstifIcouldIwouldrun awayfromhimassoonasheturnedhishead.
"Thenwhatareyouwaitingforlet'sgo"heexclaimedenthusiastically,asifhewasafouryearold goingtoacandystoreIwalkedoutsidereadyforwhateverlieaheadyouneverreallyknowwith tom.WewanderedintothewoodsTomlookedconfusedonwherewewerebutI'msurehehadit covered.Wepassedasnake.IsawafrogsoIpickeditup.Tomsawittoandinstantaneouslytookit away,andputitinhisjar.
"Weshouldgotothecreek,"Hementioned. "Fine,"IgrumbledIknewhowthiswasgoing ...Getmorecontent...
PersonalNarrativeEssay:AGoodDay
AchievingAPersonalGoal
Inthebeginningofthesemester,IfeltalittleannoyedthatIhadtoplanapersonalgoal.Iwasafraid thatIwasgoingtofailonceagainduringthejourneyoflosingweight.Mypersonalgoalwastolose fivepoundsbyApril1,2016.Ihadplannedtoachievethisgoalbyeatinghealthiersnacks, exercising,andmealprepping.Tryingtoachievethisgoalwasnoteasy.Ihadaconstanttemptation ofbreakingmydietandIkepttryingtobuyfastfoodwheneverIsawmyselftightwithmyschool andworkschedule.However,IwasabletoachievemygoalbecauseIwasmealpreppingevery night,IkeptanalarmonmyphonetoremindmewhenIshouldbeexercising,Ireadarticlesthat providedmewithalistofhealthyfoods,Icarriedapictureshowmorecontent Itrequirescommitmentandself–awarenessofone'sjudgmentanddecision–making.Oneofthe mainmodelsthatservedasaguideofwhichstepsIneedtotakewasthechainmodel.Thechain modelIcreatedformyselfallowedmetovisualizemyavailableresourcesanditformedasequence ofmypossibledecisions.Choosinghealthierfoodsafterbeingusedtoeatingfastfoodalmostevery daywasachallengeEverymomentIwasabouttobreakmyhealthyeatinghabit;Ikeptsaying positivethingstomyself.Overall,IamveryhappyofmyresultsandIamverythankfulthatthis classallowedmetoachievemypersonal
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Narrative:Amemorableevent.
Iwoketomybodyjitteringwithanxiety.Itwas7o'clockonaSaturdaymorning,anditwastheday thatIhadbeenawaitingfor.IwasalmostreadywhenmyDadshouted''Yabettagetya'selfmoving Kertesha,we'regonnabelate!''.
Ipaused,andtookonelastlookatmyselfinthemirrorMyhairwasscrapedback,mypolonecked fleecewassuffocatinganditchy,myblackribbedjodhpursweretightaroundmymidriff,butthere wasonethingmissing.Itwasonethingwhichallthegirlsontheinternet,inthemovies,andinall theequestrianmagazineshad–AgiletMinewasapinkAbercrombie&Fitchone,withribbed salmontrimsaroundthewaistbandandcollar;itwasnotarealequestriangilet,...showmore content
Althoughthesmellofthemanurewasstrong,overtimeIbegantoappreciateit,andsoitbecame moreofanaroma,thananodour.ButthisissomethingmyDadneverseemedtogetused,tolet aloneappreciateTheentirestablehadaratheroddsmell;itwasamixtureofhay,cutgrass,dust, manure,andoddly,ahintofleather.ThiswasasmellwhichIsoonbecameveryfondof.
Thereweresixofusinthegroup,wewereallnewtoDulwhichRidingSchoolandfilledwith enthusiasm.Afterbeinghandedourridinghats,wewerealphabeticallypermittedtochooseahorse, andasalways,Iwaslastinthealphabet.Iwasleftwithachoiceoftwo,onewasablueroanfilly. ShewasayoungslatecolouredhorsewhoremindedmeofEeyore(fromWinniethePooh),andwas alsoalotsmallerthantheotherhorses.ThenIsawtheattractivesorrelcolouredgelding,hestood glaringatmewithhisheadpokingoutofthebarngate.Hismanewasdarkandsilky,andhehada strikingwhitebirthmarkonthebridgeofhisnoseIhadaninstantconnectionwithhim,and proclaimedhisnameasCashmere.
AsIleadCashmeretowardstheindoorridingarena,myheartraced.Theinconsistentsoundhoofs trottingalongthecobbledgroundwereintensifying.AsIstrokedCashmere'smuzzleandgavehima mintpolo(he'sfavourites),Ibegantomentallypreparedmyselftomount,andridehim. Cashmerewas
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Narrative:aMemorableEvent.Essay
MyReading&WritingExperienceMyexperiencesasawriterhavebeenbothveryengrossingand strenuous.Ihavelearnedagreatquantityonbothreadingandwriting,though,Icontinuetostruggle onthingsthatIhavelearnedbythistime,makingthesamemistakesthatIdonotevenrealize Sometimesthingsarenotsoeasytounderstandwhenreadinginformation,especiallyifthewording ofanarticleisdifficultforexample.Ilovetheideaoflearningnewthingseveryday.Thesepast yearsasawriterhavebeenveryinteresting,andIhavelearnedandgraspedmanyconceptsIhave beentaughtalongtheway.
WeaknessesIhavehaddifficultyonishavingtowriteessays.Everytimemyteachersassignme worktoperformthatinvolveswritinganessayforinstance,Itendtogetfrustrated.Iwouldoften spendhourstryingtocraftanideaonwhattowriteaboutandhowIshouldworditinmyessay.An additionalproblemiswhenIreadthepapertomyselfandlooksfine,butwhenIturnthepaperover tosomeoneelse,theydonotfindthepointIwastryingtoconvey.Then,Iwouldhavetoverbally expressthekeyideasormeaningoftheessay.MynexttwoweaknessesaretheonesthatIstill continuetokindofstruggleThoseweaknessesarenotfindingtherightwordstowriteandbeing easily...showmorecontent...
Ialwaystrytomakesurethatmyteachersunderstandwhattheyarereadingorwriting,thereasonis becausewhenIread,IliketomakesureIamunderstandingthematerialIamreading.WhenIfinish asentence,Istoptorereadit.Ifitsoundscorrecttome,Imoveontothenextsentence.Ifasentence doesnotsoundcorrect,IworkonitforittosoundbetterThesameruleappliestoparagraphsI alwaysmakesureIeditaparagraphbeforeImoveontothenext.Ihavedonethiswithallessays.I wouldmakesureaparagraphconveysimportantpointsrelatingtothetopicofthe
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ThismorningIwokeup,thesameaseverydaystretchingmylegsoffmybedandontothefloor,my armsraisedupgrazingtheceiling.Asanyotherday,Igotoutofbedandwaltzedintothekitchen whereIcouldsmellthearomaofcoffeebeingfreshlybrewed.Mymotherwasup,brightandearly fixingbreakfastformyfatherwholeaveseverydayforworkpromptlyat7:00am.Iamnota morningperson,buttodaythesmellofthatcoffeewokemewitheaseIfthiswereanyotherday,I wouldn'thavewokensoeasily.Forsomereasonthisdaydidn'treallyfeellikeeveryotherday.My mother,andIhaveadecentrelationship.Youcouldsaywehaveanormalmotherdaughter relationshipcomparabletoanyoneelseWegoshopping,toshowmorecontent Iwalktoschoolaloneeveryday,andthatisokaywithmebecauseIenjoythepeace,andquite.AsI walkIthinkabouthowIcan'twaittogettoschool,butIalsothinkabouthowwhenIgettoschoolI knowthateveryminutethatpassesisaminuteclosertomebeingbackathome.ItisashamethatI thinkthisway.It'sashamebecauseIlovemymother,andmyfatherruinsthatforme.Inaperfect worldIwouldgohometojustmymother,andwouldn'thavetoworryaboutthehatredthatmy fatherendurestowardsmyfamily,andfornoreasonatthat.
Withallthesethoughtsrushingthroughmyhead,IfinallyrealizethatIhavebeendaydreamingso longthatIamnolongerwalking,butIamatahaltinfrontofthemainentranceofmyhighschool.I saytomyselfaloud,"IfIgointhatmeansIamroughlyeighthoursfrombeingbackathome" InsteadofenteringtheschoolIimmediatelyturnaroundtowalkbacktomyhouse.Nobodyisthere duringthedaysothatmeansIcanactuallyenjoybeinghomewithouttheworryofanyonebelittling myselformymotherMywalkingnowturnsintoalightjog,asforonceIamexcitedabouttheidea ofbeinghome.FinallyIamapproachingthedrivewaytomyhousewhereIseeastrangecarparked infrontofthegaragedoor.Thecarappearedtobeanoldvanpaintedinadarkmattegreenishcolor. Thewheelslookedwornasiftheyhavemaybebeenchangedonceinthecarslifetime,andthe
DescriptiveEssayAboutMyMorning
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