Personal Essay : My Personal Experience

Of all the forms of literature, the most interesting might be the fairytales, or the science fiction thriller about robots. However, there lacks the sense of truth, in a way blocking the reader from true connection with the story. Memoir is real, memoir is true, and memoir can range from any end of the ocean in structure and theme.

One cold sunny weekend in February of 2014 in Madison, MS the Saint Stanislaus boys just arrived to the hotel where they would stay for the night before the big game. All was good the night before we ate and later went to sleep. We all woke up around eight in the morning and had breakfast. We left for the fields around twelve because the game was at two in the evening.

I have learned a great many things from playing soccer. It has changed my entire outlook on and attitude toward life. Before my freshman year at Cool high school, I was shy, had low self-esteem and turned away from seemingly impossible challenges. Soccer has altered all of these qualities. On the first day of freshman practice, the team warmed up with a game of soccer. The players were split up and the game began. However, during the game, I noticed that I didn't' t run as hard as I could, nor did I try to evade my defender and get open. The fact of the matter is that I really did not want to receive the ball. I didn't' t want to be the one at fault if the play didn't' t succeed. I did not want the responsibility of helping the team

There were several times in which I felt like it would be easier to give up, but I knew I needed to get my diploma. The odds were against me . . . “you’re not going to graduate, you’re never going to do anything with your life,” my father would say, when we’d get into a disagreement. As much as I despised such words; eventually, I welcomed them with open arms. They sparked a motivation in me that I never knew I held before. I couldn’t wait to show him and everyone else who had ever doubted me, that I would

I could not stand it much longer with all the assignments, and the fact that I was going through the same problem as I did back in the earlier years of schooling with my grades and GPA dropping. As the senior year began, I just could not wait to get it all done. Nearing the end of my senior year, I began slipping up academically, which made it nearly impossible to make it to graduation. As graduation day was approaching, anxiety ripped me apart because I knew I messed up academically, but I finished out with a punch. Later, I was informed that I would be walking across that stage. Graduation day arrives, all the graduating seniors, and myself are gathered within an arena, so many families screaming at the top of their lungs out of excitement. As I am watching the line go in alphabetical order up to the stage to collect their diplomas, I could not help but reminisce upon the moments that made high school what they were. As they mention my name, I make my way up to the stage to pick up my diploma, then as I walk off that stage, I make a loud shout saying “ALL DONE.” As soon as the graduation concluded, I began making my way to my car, that very minute is the minute that I regret the most because that is when I said that I would never return back to school again. Three years later, I am now back in school watching all the friends that I made in middle school, and high school graduating from college. I am glad I did begin school, even if it was three years

Growing up I had feared the responsibility of my younger brother, but now all I wanted was that responsibility. It was then that I realized what was happening. The cycle was changing; it still would try to pull me away from college, but it did it differently. That terrible year may have been the revelation I needed. I researched scholarships every night, and I learned that if I worked hard enough, I could get money to go to college. I refused to be sucked into the cycle. I helped my dad and brother as much as I could, but I exhausted every last surge of energy in school. By the second semester of 9th grade, I achieved straight A’s and the school newspaper advisor offered me the position of Editor in Chief. 10th grade began and my life itself had ameliorated. My mom had lost the custody battle and home life returned to normal. Aside from the newspaper I joined the Student Leadership Team and Academic Decathlon, all while acing my first AP class. I realized that my hard work was already paying off in opportunities and that if I worked even harder they’d multiply. That year was one giant

Being a senior made me feel let's say grown in a way. I’m almost leaving and done with high school. I've been waiting for this day to come ever since ninth grade center. Now I can't believe it's getting closer and closer to walk across the stage and get my diploma. Leaving high school and finally graduating is a big accomplishment. I’m just glad that i can show my parents that i could make it. My senior year came with a lot of struggles drama and problems. At the beginning I set some goals for myself so that i wouldn't mess up my senior year. One of my goals was that i would never skip class for no one. AnOther goal i set was to always do my work so that i can keep up with my grades. I've been doing pretty good lately even if i did have some

I felt as if there was no return from the abyss I put myself in to. I had failed both semesters of my honors algebra two and trigonometry class during my sophomore year, and I believed that all doors to success had closed. I was at my lowest point in my high school career and I had no idea how to pull myself back on track. I felt as if I had nowhere to go, I was not making any progress in the class no matter what I tried. I was hopeless, lost in my fear of failure. This was a wake-up call to me. Previously, I strolled through school almost effortlessly because the grades I received seemed good enough to me. I had underestimated the effort needed to succeed and failing my math class caused me to overturn my previous thoughts and my negative work ethic.

My fall quarter was one of the toughest academic years in my education. As shown in high school transcripts I've been very successful in getting good marks and remarks from teachers. I always knew I wanted to attend college and attain a higher education, and i knew it was going to be really hard. And they always told us that half of our class wouldn’t make it past our first year in school. And i made it my goal to try my best to overcome these obstacles but i didn’t know that i was going to find myself in a very dark place. Although I didn't have a death of a family member or a medical occurrence, I did need help I didn't seek. Unlike other freshman, I wasn't in a healthy environment during my first year. My roommates were really problematic, thus i didn't feel safe in my

Some point in your life you fail, but everyone always learns from their mistakes. Our failures help mold us into the people we are today. We all have these experiences, but it is how you deal with them and moves past it. The first semester of my junior year was one of the toughest times for me. I lost all motivation. I felt as if anything I did didn’t matter. Everything was confusing, nothing was ever enough. Classes were challenging; I was physically there, but mentally I would be in a different world. I didn’t care about anything that happened. I had no idea how to cope with anything. My grades slipped, and I knew that didn’t reflect who I actually was. There were countless times, throughout that semester that I tried to fix my grades. Yet

To me, that year was like a rite of passage because it marked a point when I began taking more responsibility for myself. I had grown up not only externally but also internally. Although sometimes I might mishap and faced impediment I learned from the lesson in order to avoid of happening again. This single experience accumulates my ability of being independent and had positively influenced my future along the

In grade school I struggled academically. Eventually, the outcome resulted in me receiving an individualized education plan (I.E.P.). For years my lack of motivation contributed to lack of confidence and in essence it stifled my academic career. I struggled with the emotions of not being smart enough. I never sought guidance from instructors, which ultimately cause me to fall behind even more. By the time I entered high school I was considerably behind. Finally, my twelfth grade English teacher sat me down and had a conversation with me. She shared with me that she believed in me. No one had ever taken the time to say those four words. It had a profound affect on me. My motivation and confidence started to increase. My parents became more involved in my academics. I believe that because of my

This shattered all confidence I had for going to high school, all hope for comfort I previously had. All of a sudden, my main constant dissolved. The only thing that I had going for me, the safety net in my life ceased to provide comfort. From this event, I feel that I learned a great deal about how I personally coped with disappointment and major changes in my life. After tears had been shed and the questions were answered, I had an opportunity to develop and to mature from this. After adequate contemplation, I realized that it wasn’t the best idea to depend on other people so deeply.

The following stories show the lessons I learned through personal experiences. Growing up in Berkeley Springs and moving to Cumberland pushes me to adapt to change, meet new people and find my personality. As I go through each grade a new lesson is learned, some more important than others. Every experience shown in the following vignettes shapes how I will succeed in the future

First of all, in high school years the most valuable lessons, I learned is "it's not going to be easy but nothing is impossible". I just move from Houston to here to live with my auntie because she was ill and needed someone to take care of her. My parents were in Houston, I was the only one that moved and I didn’t know anyone I was so lonely, I feel like no one around me, felt like I was all alone and also, I had no idea that in Ohio we have to take five graduation test order to get your diploma. After I knew that I had to take it I basically gave up, I thought I won't be able to pass that test, so I had no hope. Because I had no friends to ask how that test going to be or help me with stuff like I was hopeless. I didn’t had my parents with me, my auntie support me and encourage me to move forward but still it felt like something was missing. I used to go bed crying because I missed my parents, I use to think if my parents were with me, things could have been different. Time flew and I had to take a test and I failed because I already had my mindset that I'm not