Personal Narrative: A Personal Experience At Work

One day, I was walking home from the bus stop. It was the last day of school, but the first day of summer break. My mind was bursting of happiness since the first day of summer was starting and school was over until September. But I wasn’t fully happy because one of my good friends was moving. I WAS going to run home to play on my Playstation 4, NBA 2K17, but I decided to say goodbye to him. My last days of school are usually terrible but this year, something was different. I think that I was a little smarter than I was all the other years. Either I got hurt or I just had bad luck. Let me tell you the worst thing that has ever happen to me, which I’m currently laughing back at it as me being the dumbest kid that day. Let me start from

     The film Rookie is a factual drama that is based on the life of Jimmy Morris, an ex-major league baseball player. The subject matter of the movie was to never quit; try, try again or at least until you reach your goal. This film inspires the person to fulfill their dreams no matter how impossible they may seem.

I started dating a boy my senior year of high school that was two years younger than me. He had been known to throw parties with his older sister and get drunk almost every weekend, but he was genuine and kind to me, so I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. Throughout our entire relationship he gave up drinking because he knew that I did not approve. However, we got into a fight one night and he decided to go out with his friends to blow off some steam without telling me. That night, he got black out drunk and started drunk texting me about how horrible I was to try to restrict him from living his life and having fun with his friends. I broke up with him the next day because I could not see the relationship continuing on after such hateful words had been exchanged and the differing views we had on what was considered fun.

Almost every job requires steady focus to get your work done. If you're a copywriter, you have a deadline to meet whether or not you're "in the mood" to write the salesletter. If you're an accountant, you have to make sure all the numbers balance. It doesn't matter if you just had a messy break-up with your significant other. It just has to get done.

This week in field was interesting as I experienced a situation I am certain will re-appear after entering the work field. On Monday my field supervisor and I received a phone call from a mother who had been physically abused by her boyfriend. The mother was emotional and admitted to having scares and bruises. Before the client was able to explain the situation, my supervisor informed the client I would be listening to the conversation; receiving consent from the client before allowing me to sit in on the conversation. After receiving consent, my supervisor went on to ask questions in regards about the mother’s safety and her children’s. The questions she asked were, “Is the boyfriend still in the home?” “Were the children around when the abuse

Of all the aspects of my personality, the most distinguishing is my work ethic. This is best exemplified in the ways that I have risen to the top within the groups I have worked with and the projects I have worked on. The most recent example: I am currently working with a student committee at my high school to organize a “Career Day”. Although I came into the group on their second meeting, I am now the de facto leader as I have accepted the most responsibility and been key in communicating with administration to plan and schedule the event. When nobody will take on an assignment or when I feel an assignment is not being completed well enough, I step in, and that is what happened with my involvement on this project. For another example, I went

“Dad c’mon we’re going to be late,” I jumped into our families suv with a fresh cup of coffee in hand, slammed the door and started up the Honda Pilot. I looked to my right seeing my spouse before looking over my shoulder to the looks of my son placing his book bag on the floor, it was his first day of middle school and I couldn 't be more nervous for him. He was slightly anxious to get there on time, as was I. Flying out of our neighborhood as we started to drive towards this new chapter in our families lives, I could only stop and think back of a moment that helped shape me into who I am today… I was so nervous to start middle school… Oh My God. Middle school is the time I think when parents utterly question the whole reason why they had unprotected sex in the beginning. Your body goes through such an awkward state of being, puberty. Ugh, just saying the word makes me cringe, just like my voice did for the longest time. You could say I was the definition of a “late bloomer,” my mind was advancing and I was growing taller but never gained any muscle, facial hair or balls dropping, unlike the other boys.

5. What is your assessment of control risk at Hood (low, moderate, or high)? Why?

Throughout high school, I have had the ability to excel in a multitude of subjects. I am not trying to make myself sound better than I am, but I am merely sharing that I have put every bit of effort in each course I have taken. That does not mean I always received an 'A', but it does mean that I am one of the rare students that did not just memorize the information given, but actually understood it. But I believe the point of this question is to understand what I have truly excelled in, and Pre-Calculus is one of the courses that I must say is the best subject I ever did in. It was not in terms of the letter grade; however I did get an 'A' but that is not why I excelled. I excelled because when I was out of school for almost 2 months, that was the only class that needed my

The first day of school is nerve-wracking for most people, for me, the first day was especially terrifying. The first day of a college class is probably more crazy than all others. My mom and younger sister, Michaela, were busy taking pictures as I attempted to run out of the door. After being homeschooled for the last six years, I knew it would be a much different experience. I had been in my room alone doing school; I was content with where I was. The morning of the first day of class, I was so busy that I didn’t have time to be nervous. However, as I ran out the door, my heart rate elevated to a pace of 138 bpm. I felt older, nervous, excited, and anxious as I left for Pellissippi. Although it had been six years since I had been in a classroom, I realized that all of my worry was for nothing once I walked into Ms. Brown’s class.

My life has been a crazy roller coaster with many events that have affected my life all in different ways. There have been times where my life has been at its highest peak in the world then it falls down, right into a deep valley. From the time my lovable younger sister came into my life to when my grandpa had a near death experience, I have learned many valuable lessons through the rough times as well as the more happy times. When I was a young girl, my mom had always told me the same thing over and over again. I never really thought about how a few words would have a deep effect on me in a short amount of time.

Promotion ... let everyone know that it was because the person was a team player

College was awesome. I had a splendid time, after five years, I finally got the hang of it. My first year was wild, a little out of control, and besides the good memories, it was completely unproductive... hence the five years rather than four.

Throughout life I have had many memorable events. The memorable times in my life vary from being the worst times in my life and some being the best, either way they have become milestones that will be remembered forever. The best day of my life was definitely the day that I received my drivers' license. This day is one of the most memorable because of the feelings I had when I received it, the opportunities that were opened up for me and the long lasting benefits that I received from it that still exist today.

My first day of college was kind of a blur but it was most certainly a very important one. I spent my first semester of college at Central Michigan University, I arrived on the Friday before classes started which is commonly known as “Welcome Weekend” around campus. Coming into it I really didn’t know what to expect from college, I was really nervous about meeting my roommates and having to communicate with them. I had been friends with the same 6 people for the past 5 years and moving on into a new environment where I knew no one was pretty daunting. I live in Livonia Michigan it’s about 20 minutes out from Detroit, CMU is in Mount Pleasant just over 2 hours away. I was so sad to leave my friends that day I basically slept the whole way to Mount Pleasant just so I wouldn’t cry. When I arrived my parents and I along with some help from the student volunteers unpacked my aunts minivan and moved into my home for next 9 months.