Narrative Reports on Studying

On 04/14/2016 at 2315 hours your Affiant was dispatched to 109 E. Center St. Apartment Upper for an overdose. Upon arriving on scene EMS was tending to the overdose patient. Your Affiant spoke with a female in the apartment who identified herself as Tiara Pleva while Stamets spoke with the male who lived in the apartment Aaron Campbell. Pleva stated Conrad shot up with heroin. Your Affiant asked where the heroin if any left and empty baggies are, and needle Conrad used. Pleva stated she does not know where any of the stuff is.

Hello Everyone, my name is Jessica. I have been attending FSW for three years. After about a year of attending FSW, I discovered the paralegal program and have loved it ever since. I currently work as an assistant manager at Dollar Tree but desire to be a paralegal in the near future. I’m excited to learn even more about the legal field throughout this class.

April 19, 2017. I was sitting at the front check-in desk, Mod J, Hematology/ Oncology. Patient approached the front desk stating he was here for his noon appointment with a Dr. Olinski. I told the patient we did not have a doctor by that name, but before we went any further, I asked what was his last name and last four so that I could look and see what he was referring to. When looking into the system, the only appointment I seen was for 6/5/17 with a Dr. Zhao in our clinic, Mod J. The patient stated he couldn’t remember who called him or where they told him to go, only thing he knew was the name Dr. Olinski. Not saying anything to the patient, I tired looking into the patients chart as he stood there looking at me, I looked in the orders,

As I am trying to beat the clock, seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours, and nonetheless did I knew, it was already eleven post meridiem. My eyes are desperately yearning for sleep, but my brain is forcing myself to continue, because it knows there is more books assignments and quizzes for AP Psychology, AP Art History, AP Chemistry, AP Calculus, AP Language and Composition, and Academic Decathlon just waiting on my desk. Desperately typing the last few words on my essay and simultaneously reading the last few pages of my history book, I finally succeed with a mere two minutes before James Harden appear on the Late Late Show, and I finally go to sleep. Nonetheless did I know, this was only the beginning, the real race is

The Junior Civitans Club is a community service organization that I have been a member of throughout my high school career. I participated in three Relay for Life walks for life, and helped to raise hundreds of dollars for the Relay for Life cancer research campaign. In my Sophomore and Junior years, I was elected to be on the Leadership committee as a Representative and later a Secretary. This year, I was elected President of the club and preside over all meetings and service projects. The Greenwood High School chapter of Junior Civitans “adopted” a girl’s cottage at the Connie Maxwell Children’s Home this school year. The Connie Maxwell Children’s home provides residential children’s ministry to abused, abandoned, and neglected children.

I managed to fail a few of my test due to failing to study the day before. My teacher where outraged and kept me for tutoring to try and bring my grades up. That was a tough time for me back then since I was always bullied at school. I was so ashamed in myself that set a goal to get commended in one of my 5th grade STAAR test. I began to focus more on subjects I was most confused in such as math. I came to every day tutoring was held, and I managed to arrive early in the morning to work on homework that was due late. Weeks and weeks of doing homework and sleep deprivation only managed to get me to a 70-82 in the weekly tests given during the time. I soon began

It has come to my knowledge that in order to join cross country I would need to go to the summer program. Due to being in summer school for Geometry(for two semesters), and my mother wanting to get the most out of the summer athletics program signed me up for tennis. This was due to tennis despite being right after summer school was in a time zone that I could attend, on the other hand cross country was held in the later half of the summer a time that my family dedicated for a mix of vacations and christian camps; and because of the various events would make it so I couldn't come to a good portion of the cross country program, making it the worse of two choices. However, because I am now unable to go to the summer program I was hoping if I

this morning, our tenants in unit 101 and I, discovered that we had a break-in to the garage that occurred some time during last night.

On 10/30/2017, I Deputy Mignone #95 was assigned to Intake/Release. At approximately 1600 hours, I was called to cell HD-6 to assist with giving an inmate his medication. I met my supervisor Sergeant Johnson #150 along with multiple other officer. I witness inmate Matthew Spradlin standing in the cell with feces on his head and face. Inmate Spradlin stated that he had been eating his own feces and drinking his own urine. I was informed that Dr. Dahner had ordered a shot due to inmate Spradlin’s behavior.

It bears mentioning that I care a great deal about excellence in instruction. My pedagogical stance is based in the power of the narrative. Whether I am teaching multivariate statistics, persuasion, research design or social and behavioral attributes of public health—I approach it as though I have a story to tell. I want students to learn, of course, but I also want them to be inspired to be their “best self”. I firmly believe that students are our most valued asset. If students believe the school to be their “home” and the people within the school

Later that day, after the worst day of school ever was over, Isabella climbed into her car and headed to the coffee shop. She ordered her coffee and so did Samantha. The two girls then went and sat down.

On 12/29/17 I met Ms. Becquette at the office of Dr. Saleh. She arrived ambulating with crutches. She had on an ankle brace and a full leg brace. The pin sites have all healed. X-rays done today showed that there is bone healing, the fractures have not fully healed yet, there is also some osteopenia, which we would expect from the dis- use of the bones. She can only bend her knee to 26 degrees, the ankle she cannot bend it is dropped and contracted, and she is able to wiggle her toes. The numbness she has had to the leg and foot is gone. The EMG has not been done yet because of Mom's schedule. She said she would call and make an appointment soon. Physical therapy is making some improvement. Dr. Saleh said he wants her to work really hard in therapy, he said it would be a last resort to go in and release the adhesions to the knee and the Achilles tendon for the ankle. Dr. Saleh said he feels she can work through this. She is allowed to bear weight as tolerated. The new brace has not arrived yet and is supposed to be in next week. We did address the attendant care and Mom was hesitant to decrease to 8 hours a day. Ms. Becquette will be going back to public school on 1/19/18. Physical therapy will continue even after her return to school.

Mrs. Sohnly taught me that books have a deeper meaning than just what was written on the pages; it was almost like a life-lesson. Life comes at you directly, but you have to look at life with its hidden message. Many students dreaded to read a new book for class, but I loved it. Mrs. Sohnly’s love for reading books influenced the way I felt about them. I loved the way Mrs. Sohnly would engage with her students while reading The Great Gatsby or How to Kill a Mockingbird. Evergreen High School was quite fortunate to have Mrs. Sohnly as an educator because she made a success out of all her students.

On 05-21-2016 at 0834 hours I was contacted at the front desk by April Sutton in reference to a stolen motor vehicle and stolen wallet.

Everyday I watched her parade into my classroom with her trail of friends behind her, but my eyes were drawn to her and only her. I watched her lovely blue eyes scan from left to right as she read her novel. As she read she would twirl her luscious hair with her always manicured fingers. Little did she know that I saw her green eyes and long hair everyday in my apartment when I returned home from work. My apartment was plastered from floor to ceiling with photos of sweet Jane going about her flawless life. I was proud of my work so far. Jane had not the smallest idea that I had been following her since sophomore year; capturing pictures of her in every moment.