Narrative Essay

It was a normal Friday in March except for the fact that I got my license. So my friends and I thought about what we were going to do now that I have my license. Well, we cruised around town thinking we were hot stuff and that we were better that most kids in school since I had my license before many of my friends. We decided that we'd go off-roading since I had the huge truck. It was a hunter green 1979 Ford F-250 Custom. It had huge 33-inch tires, a loud crackling exhaust, and a unique 2-inch thick oak plank flatbed. It really was a beast. So we roared around the backroads hitting bumps and flying into fields just causing a little mischief not doing too much harm. After a week of horsing around

15 hospitalizations in the last 5 days have been reported in a tourist booming city along the coast of California. Many enter the hospital with swollen feet, coughing, fever, vomitting, uncontrolable muscle contractions, bruissing, and some even have their skin splitting open in random areas on their arms and legs.. Many autopsy results have shown a rare venom that is a trait to only one animal in the world throughout each of the patient’s blood.

I however, do not have experience with teaching a specific course in an accredited medical technology program, but I do have on the job experience with instructing medical laboratory technician student, second year medical students, and new employees in the field of medical technology.

In the hospital, with almost all my blood lost, I was also unconscious several days. Marilyn visited me, but I do not remember that. Only a week later I commenced little by little to come down to Earth. Marilyn’s first words that I remember were, “You’re better, you will recover soon. I love you.” But I couldn’t say anything clearly for a long time, and just listened to her.

I entered the gym door with 16 people, walking to the lockers on a hot summer day. One by one we all changed into our uniform. When we finished the coach called us all out and made us get a volleyball. Things got really interesting and fun. From there we practiced serving the ball over the net. Next, he made us get in a circle to serve the ball to each other. Tomorrow same time 2:30, we will start again. The objective for today was to play against the team. He split the girls and me into two teams. I got on the black line, feeling anxious but dauntless. I saw the net and the line across the other room and I gazed at it. At practice, I couldn’t hit the ball back when the other team served. I constantly tried and tried, but I failed. I experienced that volleyball’s not my thing, but I had to keep trying.

My eyes were the worst mixture of bloodshot, purple and torture, my body in the worst state possible having gone seventy two hours without sleep, a meal and a proper shower and my mind, a complete mess. I was physically and mentally exhausted, my body and face displaying it all, yet I don't think I had ever came to know who I was more than at the very moment I saw myself completely shut down.

In 1951 my grandfather first stepped foot on American soil thanks to a workers permit. As you expect before entering my grandpa was given a thorough body check where he would undress and would be checked for any diseases if found any would be sent back.

It is finally Saturday and I get to catch up on all my absent work. But the sad news is that I had to stay at my late great grandmother's house on Friday to clean the house and get it ready for rituals. But it was not that tiring, but I came home at 5:30 am. And I fell asleep and woke up at 8:00 am. Then, I got ready for breakfast and made some orange juice and toasted bread. I left my house at 10 am and I has a hectic drive. So when I was entering the freeway this man shows up and starts to honk for 4 seconds straight for no reason. I found it strange because then he changed lanes and turned on his emergency lights and was driving. But after that I arrived at 2850 S El Camino Real, San Mateo, CA 94403 at 10:34 am. I called Sergeant Jin and

I remember when I was four, my mother would sit with me on the tiled floor of our living room and she would teach me how to write my name. It was few days before my first day of school so she wants me to know the basics. She went on and continued to teach me how to count. “1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 5, 7…” I said and she stopped me. I don’t remember what happened or what she said after stopping me but I’m certain that is when my frustration with Math started. I thought I was stupid at it. It was horrible for a four-year old kid to be thinking that she’s stupid. But that’s why I worked hard. I did something about my weakness and got better; and even better when I started to love numbers.

Over the years, I have grown up to a point in my life where I am almost considered, officially, an adult. Reaching this milestone in my life has given me sense of pride and also gives me more of a responsibility role progressing on, into, my future. In my past, I’ve been through many experiences that have changed my personality; some for better, others for worse. I like to think that all of my past events changed me for the better to help myself picture that being who I am is the best I can be. These changes that happened to me all result from one or multiple types of specific events that influenced me in some type of way. These events, the ones making impact on me, are typically some type of dilemma or overwhelming event that I carry significance

A couple of years ago, our class was separated into small teams of two and tasked to see who could create the best float out of tin foil and 5 straws that was durable enough to hold over 100 pennies in 10 minutes. My partner, who happened to be my best friend, told me to create the float because he was sort of confused on how to actually construct the float. I was a little confused myself at the time. Since this task required building I felt a little more confident. So, before I actually started to create the float I took a minute or two to actually visualize the float. After a couple minutes I just jumped right in and threw the float together exactly how I pictured it. Compared to others design ours looked fairly simple, we were a little worried. But, surprisingly, we ended up winning the challenge with our float holding well over 100 pennies.

The burden of motherhood can prove to be far too tough for some women in today’s society. One habitually is informed about a woman who either abandoned her child for adoption to a firehouse or even worse, which could be better, left unmentioned. Some mothers can fill the role of motherhood and beyond. The female who filled this niche in my lifetime was Zulma Enid Saldaña. Not only did she go above and beyond with her role as my mother, but also surpassed expectations as a father in my life as well.

It was getting dark out so when I got the call from her asking for help I hurried over as I assumed no other family member would help her out at this time of night. Her house was a fair bit further than I expected so by the time I got there It was already dark out. I saw the lights on inside and peeked at her on the phone, she appeared to be deep in conversation with the person on the other end.

We were in the car singing as loud as we could with the music. the phone rang and my mom picked up you could hear the worry in her voice. Me and my sisters didn’t know what was going on but we knew it was bad. the car was silent. my sisters and i wanted to know what was going on. the silence was broken up by a horn that was followed by phone signal to my mom. once she was off the phone the car was silent again. my mom explained what happened. I heard that my dad was in the hospital. I tuned everything out, just like in the movies i couldn’t hear anything i was focused on the one sentence “your father is headed to the hospital.” I was told not to worry but I did.

When I was three years old my mom and I got into a huge accident. It happened when we were driving home and I don’t think that I have ever been so scared. This memory has affected my life. This single moment has been one of the scariest times in my life, and I know that I can never do it over again.