Growing Up Personal Narrative

Being the new kid, in a school where it is easy to be another face in the crowd, is hard. During my first few years of high school, I didn't attend converse as I have nearly my entire life. I was enrolled in Parkway, a school in Bossier. The school was so much bigger than what I was used to and I felt overwhelmed. I was lost as to where to go the first two weeks since each class was on a different floor and hallway. My classes were so difficult, too! I was used to testing high scores, with little to no effort. There, was another story. I was average. In my honor classes, I was so behind on what I needed to know, and the teachers were going a mile per minute. Their tone of voice could make you feel stupid for even asking a single question on a difficult problem. I didn't necessarily dislike any of them, but I did have my favorite teacher.

I remember that day as if it were yesterday, the day I had to testify against my real father. There I was, so young and scared, all eyes were on me making me even more nervous than I already was. I just wanted to back down and run away, but I knew that was not the right thing to do. I had to be strong and face my fears because that is the only way things will get better. I made sure to keep in the back of my mind that this would be the biggest thing I would ever have to do. If I did, everything else would be like a little bump in the road, nothing I can't handle. This event was one that started my transition from childhood to adulthood.

Having being told to focus my attention on other colleges has yet to cross my mind until as of late. The reason UMSL was a number one choice for me was simply their ranking of their criminal justice program. What is now being realized is that their rankings on other standards are not up to par. According to the Niche’s 2018 best colleges, the University of Missouri St. Louis is ranked number 216 out of 666 public universities in America (Niche). This ranking is based on the following, academics, diversity, athletics, party scene, and so on. What needs to be included is campus safety and security. As of late, UMSL’s campus standards have dissipated. That's what the following will be specifying on.

Becoming the new kid all over again. Getting looked down upon. Not knowing my way around the school. Officially becoming responsible for my own actions.

Growing up as the middle child, having an older sister and younger brother, one would think that being in the middle, one might gradually gravitate to the older sibling, because of the older sibling being the same sex as you are, such as playing with dolls, dressing up the dolls or simply playing dress up with each other; however, that was not the case. I admired my sisters admirations of wanting to have a close relationship with me, the mere dream of having someone to dress up, to braid each-others hair; came to mind at times, but running around in the mud and playing sports was more appealing and more that meets the eye. Growing up I gravitated towards my brother, we were one grade difference in grade school, and only eleven months apart in age. Hanging out with my brother was awesome, similar friends, similar age groups, we all enjoyed running around, getting muddy, or simply the art of video gaming. Back in the day the computer game The Sims was quite popular as well, we both enjoyed playing that for hours, instead of doing our homework and focusing on our studies, not much worry for a pre-teen to teenager at that time. Then there was that time in grade school, my father would drop off the three of us to the morning care at the school prior to school starting, the morning-care took place in the gynmasium at the school. I distincively remember my brother and I would bring our Pok'emon cards to school and pull them out in the morning, to try to battle with the other students, and one day that

Growing up singing has always been my talent. Country and Pop music, at the time, were genres I sang well. It was seventh grade year when I was told by a judge, "A good singer can sing one genre well, but a great singer can sing multiple genres well". It was then on I have a women in my town that gives me personal lessons to extend my singing talent. I have gotten all ones my first three years in high school, and still striving to accomplish another one rating.

Transformational leadership, also known as charismatic leadership, is based upon transforming the followers into independent and confident workers. These leaders not only want the best for their followers, but they also portray themselves in a positive selfless way. Transformational leadership is one of the most popular approaches to leadership (Northouse, 2013). Throughout this informative research paper, I am going to explain what transformational leadership is, the different theories behind it, the goals, factors, strengths, and weaknesses.

Leaving home signifies a coming of age into the beginning of adulthood, they say that’s when you really start to grow up. I was around thirteen years old when when my mother and I left home. It was around that time that I realized I couldn’t be a kid anymore, I no longer had that privilege. Thinking back, it seems like a dream you’ve just woken up from that you only have a vague memory of.

I showed up to school every day with my too-small shoes, my plain dress, and my messy hair. Two girls from my class took my brand-new crayons and broke them in half, telling me I wasn’t their friend. My eyes teared up and I tried my best not to cry. My lips trembled. I cried. My mom didn’t like when I cried, “Crying doesn’t solve any of your problems,” she’d tell me. I never really agreed with her. Sometimes forgetting your problems works.

Sarah I also had something of an attitude problem when I was an adolescent. For me, my behavior was never a problem at school, but when I was at home my attitude was a bit of a problem. Much like you, I was pretty quiet and kept to myself. There was a time at this age where I was pretty open with my emotions and thoughts, but I was constantly being written off as being a hormonal teenage girl. So, eventually I just stopped talking about my feelings because no one took them seriously, and this resulted in those emotions being bottled up and me lashing out at my family. As far as what we will learn in this course, I am also very interested in how adolescents develop their

As adolescents, our brains are just starting to develop to help our bodies and our personalities mature. Hormonal changes in boys and girls include adrenarche, gonadarche, and menarche (King 2002). Adrenarche usually begins when a child is between the ages of 6 and 8 and controls skeletal growth, skin changes, and hair growth. Gonadarche contributes to the growth of genitals and breasts and menarche refers to the beginning of girl’s menses. Menarche comes later in the advanced stages. Although these phases of development happen outside of the brain, they are the first change that an adolescent goes through and the increase in hormones can cause mood swings and different ways of thinking.

As a child my perspective and the way I looked at the world came from mostly what my parents, older siblings and teachers told me. They've challenged me to think in ways that I never did alone. They've changed my opinion on many things, and they've opened my eyes to new ways to look at concepts. They also instilled some of my values during my early years.

It was the time for the transferal into adulthood, or at least to start acting the part. The days of just stepping through this thing called life—lackadaisically—were over. The playgrounds were morphing, but at the time I didn’t know into what. With new and anticipated responsibilities, things started to become a real pain in the ass and at the same time really interesting.

Parents are the embodiment of child development and identity. They are the background of their progeny, a reality some may find difficult to accept. I was once amongst those individuals, struggling to accept the different clothes and cultural differences which set me apart from the rest of the class. My mother’s silk headscarves, flower-shaped nose piercing, and tan skin was enough to capture my classmates’ attention without any effort to hide their discrimination. As heads turned and whispers spread, no one bothered to recognize the maternal love she held as she surprised me with pizza during lunches and watched over me on my adventurous field trips.

When I was little, I had a care-free mind; no worries at all. I did get tired of people saying I am too young to know this or how I need to be a little older to see this. I always dreamed of growing up and being an adult. Living on my own and doing what I want. The truth is growing up does suck. You have to pay bills, buy your own food, and drive everywhere. I had three life changing moments in 2016. I graduated high school, went into the military, and started college.