My Work-Personal Narrative

Caroline, my sister, is the type of person who loves animals and says she wants to save the world. She thinks her jokes are the best, but she’s the only one that laughs. She is always willing to help someone out if they are stuck. She knows how to put a smile on someone's face. Whenever Caroline answers the phone, even if it wakes her from a nap, she always smiles first and then talks. “Because a smile can change any meaning” she always says. She is a 20 year old junior at “UW-Madison for my undergraduate degree in anthropology with certificates in archaeology and classics” (C. Schlinsog, Personal Interview, May 31, 2017). She is very smart, she is taking summer classes so she can graduate early and go on to graduate school. She has a big future ahead of her.

College. English. Papers. This semester, for English 125, I wrote a total of three final papers and read fifteen various text; each with a different argument. I went from soaring through political documents, to running through a field littered with stereotypes, only to end up in a land where the government dictates a society. Each paper I wrote and every text I read connected back to each adventure I had to endure. The first paper for this semester I was blind towards the potential I exhibited as a writer, the second paper I ventured out into the unknown, and the third paper tested the skills I possessed as a writer when conducting research on Christianity; a topic that was foreign to me. I came into this course expecting to be challenged along the way, since I always had a passion for English, and that test was clearly met. The papers written, along with the text read, has not only allowed me to produce bold statements with the objective in mind, but maximize the potential I possess as a writer and reader.

One of my proudest achievements was when I received acceptance into the Center for Excellence in Youth Education for the hospital placement internship. At first, when I was filling out the application, I was afraid because the application asked questions about my average, my PSAT scores, my volunteer experience, and a personalized essay. I knew that I was outstanding in academically, volunteering, and my essay was great because I talked about my interests and my hopes for the future. Although I qualified for a majority of these supplements, I did not do as good as I would have like to on my PSAT; I thought that this factor exempted me as a candidate until I received an email telling me to come in for a 10 minute interview. On the day of my interview, I was the

After almost two years of my work, and I've been getting a lot of customers anyway, instead I thought of to stop working there. I'm already getting bored and I want to continue my college. With the money my savings for two years, I was able to enroll in college without having to request a cost to my parents.

The person I interview was my very passionate and intuitive friend. A very loyal yet pessimistic person I asked him why he is the way he is. What did he experience in childhood that made his perspective on life change? “I grew up in Eagle Rock. There was, and I'm pretty sure there is still is a lot of shootings, gang members, and a lot of Mexican culture. Growing up I was taught to work. I've been working since I was 9 and around the age of 16 I was using my social security. Being the child of immigrant parents I wasn't privileged.I was taught to work for the things in life." Like myself, many first-generation children grow up under confusion and stress. Our parents left their life behind to start a better and new life full of opportunities

I think my values ​​have much to do with my work experience. My family taught me that we have to be considerate to people in need. I think my idea of ​​human services studiar empeso one day accompanying a friend of my mother assistencia public office and realized that many of the workers were a little hard on the way to talk to customers. That day was important for me because I realized that I wanted to be a social worker think people asking for help is because they have needs and the last thing you need is any abuse. my way to change my career started I was studying to be a teacher of early intervention and worked in a day care center as assistant teacher. working for about ten years after the day care when I graduate from college Boricua

I would say that I yet have not discovered my greatest talent. I have developed multiple skills but I wouldn't consider myself as having a talent. The skill I have developed is my work ethic so I would say that is my greatest skill. I always work really hard for what I have and never give. I know that if I put my mind to something I can accomplish it. I will out work anyone if I have too. Some people are naturally gifted and other have to work harder to be where they want. I would consider myself as the one that has to work harder for what I want. I think I developed this skill when I got my first job. I got a job at a frozen yogurt shop at first I was slow because I was new to the work environment and I was learned how the shop worked. After

First of all, building a career in the field of entertainment is not a simple task. My hunger as an artist must be insatiable. I can expect to work at least twelve hours a day, whether I’m indulging myself in my writing or spending countless nights in

Darla, you are a woman with huge faith. I debated on whether not to share this, but here it goes. I had huge faith like yours and today I do. But as I was studying Job one day, it all hit. It seemed we had it all financially. But then we lost our home and everything in between. Tribulations came in such a huge way including becoming hungry and homeless. More tribulations came that I should not share here. The more I read into Job the worse it got. No one could believe it. Then came the “Christian” friends who offered advise, just like Job’s friends. I kept trust God for a miracle. I kept seeking Him, then one day I just kind of gave up and said, “God do with me what you want.” It was at that point I think God said, “Finally.” Seemed like everything

While trying to perform this interview, I had to plan strategically in order for the interview to bring out the most success, insight, and information. Being at college, my hometown is two and a half hours away from school, so I had to perform this interview over the phone. I called on Friday, February 23, 2018 at 4:30 in the evening while sitting at my fiancé's apartment. The phone call lasted approximately 20 minutes, and was intriguing and captivating. Though I feared that having the interview over the phone would be less personal and have less emotions, I was surprised to find that the interview was just as successful as I had hoped it to be.

I’d have to say that this may just be the busiest time of my life honestly. I mean prior to returning to school and taking these classes there was a brief stint where I began working two jobs. However that period was more of a transition and did not last very long as once I became permanent at the newer job I was able to let the other go. However as I am now fitting SNHU classes into my schedule I’ve realized that lately I haven’t really had a schedule. It was more so just a race to get to work and a race to get home. The only thing that was scheduled was getting out the house by 6am with the hopes of getting to work by 8am and getting home “as soon as I could” my 5o’clock dash is serious, it seems some days my commute to work is like having

For advisory I chose my signature project because I spread aware about a problem that no one finds a problem but it is a problem. I relate this to the Student Wide Leaner Outcomes because with my spread of awareness I am able to Commit time and energy to improve the school community, state, and nation. I overcame the obstacles of completion of this assignment by collaborating with my group members with my ideas as well as theirs to then create an event to get students on campus to help support our project. If I were to redo this assignment, I would start discussion earlier to get better

My story started one night i was sleeping in my bedroom i woke up around 2:00 am and

When I was younger, I remember being stuck in a small, dark closet when I would get in trouble, or when my mother simply wanted to avoid me. This was mostly twelve consecutive hours a day. It was dreadful in there. I was never brought water or food. If I did, mum would make me beg for it. The closet had an eerie feeling to it, I never felt safe, and it was very cold. I heard a voice in that closet when I was there. She never got mad at me unless I was bad, I didn’t often do much, just the typical child play. I still hear her, seven years later, whispering, calling my name, telling me to come play because she “misses me”and needs her friend. In the middle of the night, I’m afraid she’ll jump inside me again when I misbehave. It’s the

Kurt Vonnegut once said something to the effect that it’s easier to write after one has tried a few other things first. With that in mind, after college, I worked for six years as the in-house writer at an unconventional art space. I got the position by leaving a folder of my stories and poems on the desk of the director, who, by dumb luck, was also an avid reader with unsatisfied literary aspirations.