How To Write A Personal Autobiography

will be able to not break down and fall into what other people are doing.

Foundationally my parents have taught me the value of patience, humility, self-initiative, decision making, and communication.

The core value I chose to focus on is “excellence”. In all aspects of my life I try to put my best foot forward. Specifically in sports my character of excellence can be seen. In high school, I was a three sport athlete. Starting freshman year I made varsity in all three of my sports. This didn’t happen just through talent in took hard work and dedication. I had to always compete even if it meant going against older girls who thought they deserved a varsity spot just because of their age. Giving 100% effort was necessary, even if others on the team weren’t. It wasn’t always easy to give my best effort, but I continued to motivate myself. As I worked my way up in sports I realized the impact athletes have on other athletes just by performing

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I was born into a family that has had some troubles internally, but we have been strong financially. During my life, this meant I never had to worry about my family being in a tough place financially or us not being able to afford necessities. In the 7th grade, I moved to Houston to live with my mom for the 2nd semester. I was only 13 so things were starting to get real to me. At first when I got to Houston, I was very nervous because I didn't know anyone. As the first few days went on, I started to meet a lot of new friends and then school became awesome. One of my new friend's birthday was approaching and it was the first time I had hung out with my friends outside of school. As we got out of school that Friday, we all went home quickly before meeting up for his birthday.

I am Christin Mary DewBerry, born May 30, 1998. I am the youngest of four children born to Janetta and Reginald DewBerry. My father is the Director of Child Care Services at a youth facility and my mother a Detective Sergeant with the Detroit Police Department.

Sitting at my desk, working on a spreadsheet was the first time I realized that I was not where I was meant to be. I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing with my life. Growing up in Cleveland, in a single-parent household, there was never really expectations for me other than to graduate from high school. I was the first in the family to graduate from college. I thought I had everything figured out. I finished with a B.A. in Finance, and was able to secure a great job as an insurance recruiter right out of college. I was able to travel the country, and met many interesting people. I can remember a conversation with a woman in Utah who asked me what my passion was. At the time, money was really the only passion that came to mind. I did not realize it at the time, but I had no idea what my passion was. I later took an analyst job with the same company, and with the promotion came more

It was finally Thursday and I couldn’t help but think that the next day was Friday. I was so excited for Friday because Jessica was having a huge party and my sister and I got invited. I couldn’t even sleep Thursday night because of the excitement running through my veins. It was finally Friday I woke up and went and jumped on my sister’s bed and told her to wake up because we had stuff to get done. We had to get new outfits for the party and get our nails done. Since Jessica is popular we thought we should go all out for the party. It was getting to be closer to the party and we went and got drinks. My sister is 21 so she is able to buy alcohol. We got many different types of alcohol like Mikes Hard, Kinky, and Smirnoff Screw Drivers. It was

I was raised by a single mother, but my home was filled with family. My mother, sister, and I shared a room with two twin-size beds. My aunts, uncles, five cousins, and grandparents shared the two remaining bedrooms. In total, there were thirteen people sharing a three-bedroom, one-bathroom home. For the children, the nonstop playtime and carefree memories mitigated the obstacles that came with our socioeconomic insufficiency. For me, our tight-knit family and living situation made it much easier to overcome the absence of my father.

I am currently attending Durham Technical Community College enrolled as a freshman studying for an Associate’s degree of Applied Science (A.A.S) majoring in Business Administration. With my plan of study I will earn a total of 68 credit hours towards my degree. Only 45 of which are transferrable to a university. 45 of those credits will earn me credentials such as a Business Core Certificate, Entrepreneurship Certificate, Human Resource certificate, Management Certificate, and a Marketing Certificate. It is my goal to transfer to a university to obtain my Bachelor’s degree in Business Administration and Management. I have worked in the field of construction with my father since I was little. My father is the first to teach

In 2012, my family moved to Boston from Los Angeles. I was nine years old, and the idea of “new” was scary to me because I had gone to the same school, with the same people, in the same setting for my whole life. Despite the welcoming feeling from Park, I wasn’t as happy as I could have been. As school and life went on I did not feel motivated to meet new people, play new sports, or learn new things. Luckily, this fixed mindset transformed.

The summer after my freshman year in Vietnam, I confronted the biggest challenge I ever imagined – leaving my home to study in the foreign American world. I trembled at the reckless idea, and how I had to relinquish everything I held dear – my friends, whom I cherished as my family, my culture, and my very identity – for an uncertain possibility to further my chances at success in life.

I enjoy plans, making them, sticking to them and most of all making other people adhere to my specification. Among my many faults, I have the inability to as my friends would say, go with the flow of things or live in the moment.

2nd grade. I was back in the same class with my best friend and it was great, we bonded a lot and really became best friends. This also set me up to really like my teacher. She was amazing and taught me alot and she was really pretty. I definitely had a

the ability to see others' perspectives and the basic to evaluate one's own particular progress toward