Cullen Chaffin's Short Story

The conversation then developed into him talking about his studies and his experiences as an architect. He made us introduce ourselves. I didn’t feel shy, for I had practiced this enough in my Speech class in the summer. After introducing myself, he gave me a mysterious look and stated that I was the first Early College student he had ever taught. I sat down feeling more relaxed and light, and the introductions continued. As many of the other classes, the first day was only of introduction and foreshadowing the works that would be present in the future. It was 6:50 p.m. and the class had ended. I picked up my backpack and pushed in my chair, but as I walked towards the exit, I looked at him but he was already looking at me and he smiled. I smiled back and opened the doors. As I walked back towards the cafeteria, I was reading the syllabus again, still examining the calming detail in it and reviewing the projects and tests. I entered the cafeteria and there were less than 5 students. I walked in the concrete sidewalk again and felt the autumn’s cold breeze hit my cheek. The sun was down but it’s warm and calming colors were still visible. The warm red-yellowish

The members of the meeting varied in all ages and ethnicities. There were young people as well as older people. When I was in the meeting I was asked to introduce myself. I explained that I was a student and was interested in learning. The participants were very understanding and did not mind at all. But it felt very awkward for me, because I did not want to impose. One participant explained to me that there have been other students that have attended meetings in the past. There was also another new member that came to the meeting as well. He introduced himself, and explained his reason for coming. The others members commended him for coming and congratulated him for attending and trying.

I saw a girl walking alone to the building, she was Caucasian, and around the same height as mine. I cautiously walked up to her trying not to bump anyone in those overflowing crowd of students, and with a strong Asian accent I asked “Hey, are the schedules for our classes there?”

I have only talked to this person about two times since being here at college. It was a Tuesday morning, around 7:45 a.m. We were in the elevator, going from the fourth floor to the first. I was nervous getting on the elevator, knowing I was about to do it. I stood right by this person, since there were five others, all around the age of nineteen, with us. As I started to ask how their morning was, I leaned in to talk to them. This person actually pulled their head back away from mine as they started to talk. I noticed their eyes got wider and they were hesitant to answer me back. During our conversation, I felt embarrassed because I could tell I made them uncomfortable. After we got to the first floor, I walked fast to leave this person. I was that self-conscious, I wanted to leave immediately. Breaking a social norm with an acquaintance is an awkward situation for both people.

Rehearsal was starting soon, everyone was coming in, milling around, sitting down in the chairs in the theater, and the subject was sitting in a group of 5-8 middle children and early adolescents who were all standing and sitting around, and sometimes coming and going. All of the children in this group were female. They were talking about their hairstyles for the show, and then later on of the girls started talking about animals. Occasionally, the subject would throw in her two cents about something. A peer sitting diagonally across from the subject took out a sketchbook, and some of the other early adolescent girls were looking on and laughing while she talked about it and showed it off. The subject looked on, laughing and smiling,

I felt intimidated and uneasy while I was introducing myself to the group because I did not get a reaction from them, thus, I was unsure if they were uncomfortable with my presence. Although, I perceived that they seemed to be a quiet group because when I initially entered no one was mingling,

Timothy told Abigail his story-how he’d taken both bones but switched out Mr. Harwood’s for the real one. He told her what he meant to do with it. He told her about Mr. Crane knocking on his front door, and what happened later when he came back to his room to destroy the object, how he thought he’d seen her appear in his bedroom, followed by the Nightmarys, as the jawbone’s curse fought to protect itself from being

I had arrived at my destination- a lot sooner than I wanted to. I hurried in the classroom to get the best seat, which was always in the back row by a window. The professor walked in with an energy that I had never encountered before. She carried herself with an air of confidence. She spoke with certainty. She introduced herself and dove right into the first lesson before the first five minutes of class were even over. She informed us that today we would be introducing ourselves to the entire class. I could feel myself becoming nauseous. My hands started shaking and my mind started sorting through a million cliché facts about myself. I could not seem to think of my favorite color at the moment. I am an average, boring, normal eighteen-year-old girl who has a crippling fear of public speaking. That is as far as I got before I heard the professor call my

or student leadership training. We had just started the group and nobody had seen who else was on the team yet so it was a pleasant surprise when I saw my two best friends from church waiting to get in the car. It was a great ride there because we had nearly nobody in our van, so there was a lot of calmness and talking while the other van was apparently filled with shouting and chaos. I managed to meet four new people on the ride to Manzanita from Wilsonville. All of them were very nice and I could see myself being very good friends with in the future. But one stood out in a way like none other. He was a tall fellow, curly hair and an overall good looking guy. However it wasn’t his appearance that made me like him it was his personality and his godliness. He was the main guitarist and backup singer for the band at our church, and if I do say so myself he was quite the singer. I hadn’t ever talked to him before the trip and it was quite the experience to get to know him. It was hard to start a conversation at first, I snuck in a few “Hey how’s it goin” or “How’s it going dude?”, but it seemed as if he never wanted to talk to me. I found it my personal goal to talk to him and make a new friend, how this happened was in a way that was completely

This person is an inspiration to CBHS, a senior who always has a smile on his face, and is an extremely good guy. His name is Jake, and he has impacted this community so much. Now, how did l learn all of this, I interviewed him. The day of the interview, we met up in Mr. Bernstein's room. Jake and I left the room and walked downstairs, finding a place to start the interview. We found a bench on the first floor, light coming in from the glass windows and doors. The only sounds are light background chatting, the hum of the vending machine, and the buzz and opening of the front door. We both seemed excited, but Jake seems nervous, it's hard to tell. We sat on the bench as I set up the iPad for the interview.

During the process of planning my interviews, I decided that I needed to choose the interviewees from a location of diversity and I felt that my own college peers would be perfect for the task. The first interviewer I chose was a professor of the college, Jose Hernandez age 42, born and raised in El Salvador. Professor Hernandez had lived in El Salvador until the age of 13 when his parents made the decision to move to the United States to ensure that their children would receive better education and opportunities. Once making it the U.S., he had to learn to read, write, and speak English and has now made it as a successful Spanish Professor at Kennesaw State University. Professor Hernandez and I decided to reserve a time during his office hours to meet. We met around noon and the interview lasted for about forty minutes. From the interviews I had done, I received the most information and personal

During this observation I observed a young girl who we will call “Kayla” she was working on her daily journal. I asked the teacher if it would be okay if I asked “Kayla” to tell me a story about her journal page and then have her act it out with a few friends the teacher was actually very excited about this. So when I asked “Kayla” to tell me a story about the time she and her family went to the beach she was super excited I told her I was going to write it down so we could act it out later.

Matthew McConaughey was born on November 4th 1969, he was raised in Uvalde Texas. While he was growing up his parents got married three times and then got divorced twice. He grew up with two older brothers. They all later on moved to Longview Texas and went to high school there. After he graduated from high school he went to the University of Texas at Austin, and while he was there he joined the Delta Tau fraternity. He began in the fall and then graduated with a bachelor's degree in Radio- Television- Film. His original plans changed he wanted to attend Southern Methodist University. But that changed when he found out that he couldn’t afford that school. He was also going to plan on being a lawyer but then later found out that he didn’t want to a lawyer.

I interviewed my co-worker. Why I interviewed him is because he is usually pretty quiet about talking about his personal life and that is wanted to find out his religious beliefs because no one at work really knows this part about him. The setting was in our break room upstairs at Hy-Vee. The table was set up with nothing on it and the chairs were on the left-hand side of the table I had a rolling chair and he had a straight leg chair which I could tell he wasn't comfortable in the chair because he was moving around since the start. I initiated the interview by asking him about his childhood. I asked him "Have you always lived in Des Moines?" I noted that he was tapping his foot since the start of the interview he seemed nervous to be in the

I practiced lining up the Sphero with the middle of the path until the first person came. He asked simple questions such as, what is this?, and how does it work?. After that I had to charge the Sphero and my IPod for the next people that came by. Everyone else except two people asked the same kind of questions. The first person who asked anything different was high school teacher who did similar things with technology with his high schoolers. He started by asking me to introduce what I was presenting to him. I did that and he explained how he would give his students a motherboard some wires and a power source then make his students use their resources and do certain tasks. He then ask how this device could be use for education and if I thought it was a useful tool. I explained my thoughts about these topics and he moved on. A couple more people came by and asked the same questions most other people asked. I was getting ready to leave when I got a pleasant surprise. I saw a reporter walking up and she started to interview me. She asked questions like what is this? at first but then asked questions like how can this be used in the classroom?, and do you think more schools should get devices like this one?. After that I packed up and left carrying a cardboard path the size of