4-D Shrek-Personal Narrative

I took a deep, ragged breath as we entered the park. Every step harder than the last as I followed Elizabeth toward the space shot. I stopped ten feet away and stared up. It was suddenly hard to breathe. Nerves rattled through me like an icy wave.

The hero meets a mentor to gain confidence, advice or training to face the adventure

In William Steig’s Story, Shrek is portrayed as the hero who goes on a quest for an evil lord to rescue a princess from a dragon-guarded castle in exchange for his swamp. The Hero’s Journey clock begins in the hero’s ordinary world called status quo that encounters an incentive to venture in to the new world. That change is the call to adventure which will lead the hero to seek assistance. The Hero with the help of their assistants will face the trials and challenges of the unfamiliar world before the heroic action.

My feet, without any cloths to protect them were bloody and covered in sores from rubbing against sharp stones. Like some of the horrible bed sores one of my many brothers had gotten years ago. At least that is how I am picturing them in my mind, as couldn’t see them in this light, or lack of. My feet ached, hunger pains were beginning to rise, my head, with such intense pain and that awful, awful feeling that I was not alone. I could feel the hairs on my neck stand as the eerie buzz of silence screamed in my ear. Unconsciously my slow pacing of the perimeter broke into a full speed run.

I awoke to a cacophony of screams, both of excitement and of pain. I jolted up quickly, unable to control my own muscles or vocal chords, as if a spectre was holding me back with airy fingers of death.

I’m totally about to fall to the floor,” was the first thing to run through his mind. To him, it seemed like a solid three seconds before the crumpling began. His giant body fell down, down, and downward still until he was laying on the floor. The fall seemed to take forever, but looking at the game’s film there was only a two second delay between landing and being on the ground. Surely not enough time to think, then fall to the ground. While on the ground, he felt the pain throbbing in his foot, but an unfamiliar heat radiated from his outer ankle.

“What is the boy doing?” I asked. “He’s just resting; looks like these tired” General Horneck responded.

I live in place that is a replica of the Disney animated movie The Princess and the Frog. N’awlins, Lusiana. Walking down the streets of the French Quarters, because the only thing in N’awlins is the French Quarters, of course) there is always a brass band playing, and there’s always zydeco music playing as well. People in N’awlins; natives, and tourist are always dancing, and singing marching down to Jackson Square to have a festival, because Jackson Square is the only thing that is in the French Quarters. Being from N’awlins, my daily food consumption only contains, Gumbo for Breakfast, Crawfish for Lunch, More Gumbo, and more crawfish for dinner, and of Course Beignets for desert. My daily mode of transportation is the Street car, because

I had one job in first grade, gym class soccer. All I had to do was not let the ball go into the net, and guess what happened? It went into the net. While the soccer game was going, the gym teachers had put on KidzBop and my feet just naturally moved to the beat. So of course during the entire game when the ball was never near my side of the field, the one time I twirled like a ballerina, the ball went straight into the net. From that point on, I was never picked to be the goalie ever again.I remember my mom surprised me one day after work, and enrolled me into Miss Mary Ann’s School of Dance, and it felt like Christmas morning on an ordinary Monday.

“All forces to Star Tours!” Pascal the head security guard at Disney’s Hollywood Studios yelled to his fellow authorized guards.

As I walk into the theater room I notice the feeling of popcorn crumbling beneath my feet which gives me the funny mental image of me being a giant and then I feel the spot where someone had spilt a little of their soda and the floor is a little sticky I then proceed to a seat that fits my likening and sit down and patiently wait for the movie to

Ever since I was little I have loved theatre. I guess it started because my grandma has been taking me to see shows since i was little. I remember her taking me to see The Nutcracker for the first time when I was five years old. She has taken me to see so many more amazing shows.

The characters and I talk, I am Shrek. Shrek the Ogre, I am insanely strong and tough. We are buzzing with ideas, and in the middle I shout with my big ogre voice,

I do not belong to political party yet, but I am coming near to the day that I do choose the Elephant or Donkey. I had an idea one day while watching the news to find that Republicans and Democrats could not make an agreement and the government would be shut down. ‘How can they not make an agreement,’ I thought? Then I remembered a time when me and my friends were playing football. We were playing two hand touch and Ryan said, “I was only touched with one hand!” Thomas responded, “No! I clearly got you with two!” Then there was a fight over who was right. Obviously, whoever was on Ryan’s team sided with Ryan, and whoever was on Thomas’ team sided with Ryan. Just because of this we no longer could play football. One of the other kids on Ryan’s

As they hover around me like surgeons performing an operation, I gaze around and see nothing. It is completely pitch black. I feel so helpless. I am strapped down to a chair with a bright light shining in what seems to be an underground facility. I respond quickly.