Jonest Experience Narrative

Put the gun down! Put the gun down! Pow Pow Pow. The gun shots cracked into the air as loud as thunder. One after another. We live day by day not knowing our end. In the blink of an eye our lives can be changed forever. Its life, yet even in knowing this we never expect tragedy to find us. We never expect it to affect our lives and the people we know and love. I’m going to share with you the day tragedy found my life.

I was on my way to pick up a pizza I just ordered, and I was driving my roommate car. It was a black 2007 Cadillac CTS. So as I’m driving down the street I notice that they are a lot of police cars and I’m telling a friend of mine that was riding with me something isn’t right. I get to the last block on the street and I spotted another cop car and he flashes his lights and gets right behind me. Right before I know it about 10 plus police cars pull up flashing bright lights and blocking the entire street off. My teammate that was riding with we was so scared I had to calm him down. They had us sitting in the car for about 20 minutes and also have red beams all over the car, so now I’m getting a little nervous then finally they speak and give me all these direction to get out the car and when I finally turned around it was so many guns in face. I instantly get mad and filled with anger. They told me turn around and walk backwards then someone cuffed me and put me in the car. They did the same to my teammate. The cops were so scared it freaked me out. Then they rushed the car with their guns pointed at each angle of it thinking whoever they were looking for was in there. Once they realized we were good they asked us questions and let us know that they were looking for two black males in a black Cadillac. The two guys they were looking for had shot somebody. What’s crazy is, none of

Once I arrived back at home, I told my mother about the altercation and she immediately phoned the police. After taking statements from both sides, the authorities determined that no crime had been committed, because the assailant was on his own private property when the incident occurred. I was devastated – we were targeted, harassed, and chased and now there was nothing that could be done to right the wrong. I stood up for myself and my friends to only be told that what we endured was permissible by

The person who was the most influential being in my life has been Sgt. Yost. He let me know he cared, he made me understand my sense of worth as a student, and showed me what i was capable of academically. To provide someone with the same experience i received in education would be an everlasting experience. The opportunity to give back to my community, alongside my credentials in leadership based programs influence me to ignite an evergreen passion in the hearts of those in my community

've been interviewed a couple of time before and let me tell you; it is hard! I'm the kind of person who HATES being spontaneous. I like to methodically organize and plan every single thing that comes beforehand. "I'll just wing it" is a phrase that will never come out of my mouth.

M first wrongful accusation was the worst experience I have ever faced. It all started with me going out for a few drinks with my friends in a bar in downtown Greenville. The night was great and I drank a little more than I was supposed to and, I went outside to smoke a cigarette. After that I went back into the bar. Thirty more minutes went by and I was approached by two officers claiming that a witness had seen me get in a altercation with two people. I then tried to explain to the officers that I didn’t get into an altercation. I tried to walk away because the officers kept on accusing me of the same thing over and over. At that point the officers arrested me. I was told that I would be tasered if I didn’t stop asking why I was

The best movie ever is J.B.. It's on tv every weekend. I will sit in my room and do my homework, but when J.B. comes on I jump in my bed eat popcorn and enjoy. It is a 3 hour movie and it starts at 5:00pm on Sunday's. This weekend when I was watching it while at a cowboy camp in the woods I heared strange noises.

Have you had any than interesting happen in your life? I know I have and this is some of them.

During the completion of my field experience, I was able to concentrate on the growth and development of myself professionally. Amidst the many positive experiences I gained working between experience professionals, I was also able to acquire and enhance my own teaching skills. For me the experience was an eye opener, being a future educator with little experience I was able to gain many details and exposures to the many useful resources parent have within the community. After being in several different community resources I was afforded a noble benefit from the knowledge gained from the professionals I met and the parents they serviced.

My area of interest is business and finance. My area of interest developed when I was deciding which major to pursue in college. Upon looking up the most popular majors with broad career opportunities, I found business and computer management to be the one of the most popular majors. Since I am a person who loves having options, I decided that business and finance would be the major to go after. Upon my research on this major, most business graduates were placed in more rigorous courses at their respective colleges. These courses range from finance and economy I through V to business and management 101 to 500 depending on their respective colleges. Courses at GSMST, such as AP economy and rigorous writing

It’s ironic how someone who shares the same parent, sibling and household can end up being your total opposite. My half-brother, R.J., was one when my dad divorced his ex-wife. After my dad married my mom about half a decade later, I was born. This was the foundation of what caused my half-brother and me to grow with distinct perspectives. One trip with him is all it took for me to realize how certain life events can determine your character.

I remember a time when I was working on the med-surg floor. We had an inmate who was admitted as a patient with cirrhosis of the liver to remain in the hospital for a while when an inmate is admitted they are automatically placed on opt out list which means no one cans know he is in the hospital not even a family. Well on this particular day his son somehow I found out where he was located he attempted to go to the room and the guard would not let him in the room. The sun became very loud and shouted you go to let me in that room or I am calling my boys. It was apparent he was in a game we all was afraid he was going to shoot the place up I happen to be patient I called security which seemed to make him even madder once they got to the floor

Perception is defined by Merriam Webster (2016) as: “a result of perceiving: observation; a mental image; awareness of the elements of environment through physical sensation; quick, acute, and intuitive cognition” (Webster, 2016) Reality is defined as “the quality of being real; something that is neither derivative nor dependent but exists necessarily; in actual fact” (Webster, 2016) Our text tells us that our individual perceptions are formed by our “culture, tradition, and our overall upbringing” (text pg188)

It was now around 10:30 P.M. and I was almost to my boyfriend’s house to deliver his food. At this point I didn’t even want to hang out anymore. I rode down the street when I noticed a cop. Given my history, I slowed down, double checked that my high beams were on, and made sure I signaled so that there was no reason to pull me over. I just remember thinking, I’m doing nothing wrong, just go about your business. By this point I was at the stop sign. Only one left turn from being outside of my boyfriend’s house. The police car was now behind me with its turn signal on. Once the coast was clear, I turned the corner. Then I heard a WOOP, WOOP! Bright blue and white lights started flashing and I pulled over to the side of his house. SHIT! I was at my destination but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t get out. I was stuck and terrified.

My October midterm began with my dad taking my two siblings and me on a flight to our second home in Ft. Lauderdale from Nassau, Bahamas. It was quite a norm for us to constantly be flying back and forth from the two cities due to either complete business travels or simply just a little vacation away from our hectic lifestyle on the island. Furthermore, This time around, my mother was already there with my grandmother, who would also fly back in forth, for a few doctor appointments. While my grandmother was left home alone shortly after being nursed by her caretaker, we decided to eat a quick dinner before we went back home. Once we got back, us kids were ecstatic to see our grandmother again since we hadn't in so long. We then arrived through the garage and entered in which would lead us straight to her bedroom. My older brother, younger sister and I found my grandmother there sleeping, so as the naïve and annoying children we were, we used her bell (for which she used to ring us if she needs assistance) as a way to wake her up. We kept dinging the bell to no avail. After what seemed like the longest 5 minutes ever, my mother came into the room, and after telling her what we'd been doing for the last few minutes she noticed something wasn't quite right with the situation. I remember her frantically moving around the place. At the time I was 8 years old, so I didn't realize what was happening. It was just really all a blur to me but all I could remember seeing was an