Example Of Personal Narrative Essay For College

There have been many decisions I have made that have brought, me to where I am now. One of the most important decisions was to change my major from history and ore law into interior design. I sent my first semester of college taking history and ore-law classes, and I did very well in them, but I had the worst year of my life my first year of college. I felt very lost, and was unsure of what to do. ‘I was “undecided” and I clearly remember how much anxiety that filled me with. When I decided to self reflect, I determined I needed to do research and look into creative fields that I could be successful in. At the time it was a big leap of faith to change my major, as it seemed slightly absurd to exchange the living of a lawyer for the living of a designer. However, when I took my first interior design class I felt so happy, and relived. Accepting myself, and following what made me hay was by far the best decision I have made to date.

During my first two years of college, I had no idea what I wanted to become in life. I didn’t know what I wanted out of life. I entered college only because I was told by my parents that I had no choice but to attend college. I went into undergraduate school with the mentality that it was all just fun and games. My freshman and sophomore years were filled with partying and all other sorts of nonacademic activities. My grades were suffering tremendously. By my junior year of college, I had finally made a decision on what I wanted to become in life; I wanted to become a Clinical psychologist.

My father has always told me, “Education is a process, not a destination.” During the summer before my freshmen year at college, if somebody had asked me to pick to a career trajectory from choices such as medicine, business, or engineering, I would have been fairly clueless. I had attended several career fairs and spoken to college counselors, yet I had no idea what I wanted to pursue. After several long hours of research and discussion with trusted friends and family, I decided to major in medical lab technology.Though I had made the choice, I was still worried, and could not picture myself living out this career in the future.

“Would you rather surf in Punta Cana or hike the Appalachian Trail?”, the anesthesiologist asked. To humor him, I replied “Hmm, I would probab—”.

Everyone knows that “freedom 55” (the ability to retire from work at that age) has turned out to be a marketing slogan than a reality for most senior’s in America. But there are still an enviable few who were able to realize their dream (Susan Smith). In March of 2006, I became one of the few that saw their dream come true, at age 58. I retired after 28 years working with the mentally challenged individuals in a large state-run facility. I started working at the facility in the maintenance department, as a housekeeper cleaning the buildings. After two years in that position, I realized that I was capable of completing the duties of the assigned direct care staff, even though I only had a high school diploma. As a result of my natural empathic abilities to influence and manage people and the state offered promotional tests, I was able through the years to work my way up to a second level managerial position. Still, having completed all these levels in my professional life, I had not finished the main item listed in my preverbal lifelong goals, which was the completion of my college education.

My family has always been very close; we did almost everything together, from the moment the school bell rang in the afternoon until we went our different ways in the morning. Growing up with a strong family for support instilled in me the confidence to be an outgoing person and express my opinion in school, despite the fact that I was always one of the youngest and smallest kids in my grade. I went to public school up until high school, when I decided to follow my sister to Nazareth Academy. During the first year of high school I wasn’t very involved in my parish, but I was very involved at school. I played soccer and volleyball and was a member of several clubs.

My dad always says, “bravery is being afraid and doing it anyway.” Until the age of 15, I had never stepped into a school, until one day, I gathered my courage and began my academic journey. I was homeschooled for most of my young life. While I studied the standard subjects, I was able to learn in an environment completely free and focused on me. It was an amazing and unique way to grow up, but it was also a bubble. I was unaware of much of the world around me, and as someone who was, at the time, quite shy, never really explored. I spent the first semester of highschool in an online program, but I did not like it and decided to transfer. I knew nothing about public school, and starting a new school half way through the year was a huge risk. I knew it was going to be difficult and scary, but I also knew it would help me grow as a person.

My father was from Homewood, Alabama, where his father worked in the advertising business and hardly ever removed his tie. My mother was from Spokane, Washington, where her father was a sheriff’s deputy. They met when Captain William Ashley Chapman, serving along with millions of other men in World War II, was stationed at Geiger Field, near my mother’s home town.

To begin, I was born on Christmas in the year of 1998. I am the eldest of 4 children and was named after my father. I was raised by mother and father up until I was ten when they had went to Mexico, and since then, I was raised by my grandparents and continue to do so. I began my education in Gauer elementary but for my very first two years, I had changed schools around 4 times because we had moved very often. Eventually, I came back to Gauer indefinitely in the second half of my second grade year. When I began my third year, I was placed in the G.A.T.E. program, Gifted and Talented Education, because I had taken the placement test and showed signs of significance. From my 3rd year onward, until my 6th year, I had stayed enrolled in the program.

Croatia. Summer 2015. I am sitting in the back of a stranger’s car on the way to a cemetery. A small girl in a yellow tutu reaches into her white sparkly purse on the seat between us and pulls out a seemingly endless group of bobble head pets. We do not speak each other’s language so we communicate through hand signals while she tries to teach me the alphabet in Croatian. She laughs at my funny pronunciation, and I smile at her enthusiasm for spelling every passing sign. Despite originally being in Croatia to participate in a conference in Zagreb, this weekend I was traveling through Eastern Croatia with a scholar, who through the examination of grave markers from the Yugoslav Wars of Dissolution asks a question people have been

As a semi-privileged white teenager, a member of my school’s student government, my school's representative in my county’s Youth Leadership Program (YLP), and the winner of two Presidential Volunteer Service Awards (PVSA), I may appear to have lived a charmed life. But, my life started with serious problems which I never could have overcome without my own diligence and my loved ones' unconditional support.

Everyone defines himself or herself by something, whether it is their sport or their best subject or their favorite club. I am not excluded, and despite my involvement in fencing and my love of biology or my involvement in the International Baccalaureate at my school I think of myself of something else. I am above all an independent person. This is something I have carried with me for most of my life and education, as it came about when my father was deployed to Afghanistan during my fifth grade year. This was the same year my brother went off to college for the first time, which left me as the only male in my house. I was too young to realize I could not be the man of the house; in my mind, I had to try to be. I began doing more dishes, dealing

Personal Narrative I am listening for the sound of the front door. I know for certain

My path was not a traditional one. I went to college right out of high school, which sounds traditional, but I did not finish. I took classes for two years. I was young and thought I knew what I wanted to do, but I really had no idea. I bounced around from field to field. I started my freshman year majoring in Zoology and ending my time there in Public Relations. After $40,000 in student loan debt, I decided it was best if I took time off to figure out what I wanted to get my degree in. I moved home and worked odd jobs just trying to figure out what I wanted to do in life. It wasn’t until 2008 when I started working for an industrial supply company that I realized I needed to finish my bachelors. It was the first job I had that I saw potential and growth. The position I took was a sales/management role. The position involved inventory management, billing,

I remember going into high school without any idea of what I was doing there. School had always been mandatory, not a necessity. As freshman year passed me by, the word college struck me every time I had heard about it. I still didn’t know anything about it. As the time passed I became a senior and the frequent question "what college are you going to?" came into play, I started to think, "Hey, I don’t even know what career I want to go into". As I thought long and hard about what I was going to do for the rest of my life, it still never came to mind. Graduating from high school and not still not knowing what career I was going into I found myself at central Arizona College. My best friend and I had walked into the front doors went into testing and advising and were ready to get our classes sorted out. The counselor asked me what classes I’d like to take, I said, "business, my grandfather does it, so why can’t I?” the counselor asked "okay what field?". I was at a loss for words. As the counselor explained what she meant by "field" I thought okay how about business management? And accounting? The counselor replied" Those are great choices, I’ll put you on the path to both of those careers and you can decide on what you want to do later on as you progress through the semester. With my two undecided careers I started to look into accounting and business management, and this is what I have come up with.