Personal Narrative

Around six the rest of the family woke up groggily because of the time change, so it was about nine A.M. My brother wanted to try surfing surfing. He was so excited when my mom said,”yes” that he sung “ I’m gonna surf, I’m gonna surf” all the way down the hallway.” I was kind of sore and tired from all of the falling, but I wanted to actually stay up. A couple people are out on the water just floating so I said,” Hi” and kept a ways a bit. Then I started

My parents, were tired of driving me everywhere. That’s when they took the decision of teaching me how to drive. They made me choose between my mom’s or my dad’s car. So I choose my mom’s car because it has better sound. My parents, told me the basic stuff to know when driving. For example, why should I wear a seatbelt, what are the lights used for. I was

After I got my permits my mom and dad started to let me drive the car more and take them places when they aren’t feeling like driving. When I got my license they began to send me to places alone to go get stuff for them that they needed. The first place they sent me was to Bogalusa to go meet up with my sister at her job at citi trends. I knew where and how to get to Bogalusa because I been there so many times, but the only thing I couldn’t remember sometimes is where my sister job was at. So every time I was to make it to Bogalusa I would call my mom or my sister to give me directions. The next day the whole family wanted to go out to eat somewhere at a restaurants to celebrate me for passing my driver’s license test, but the only thing about was that I had to drive the whole time and it was supposed to be a surprised for me. I had to drive all the way to Hattiesburg to some restaurant I never been to before. The food there was good and I had really enjoyed myself. That was one of the best things to happen to me in my life. All I got to say about driving is that it was the best of the best thing to ever happen to

I sat there nervous , thinking this is it I have to do this ,It's now or never . I can feel the sweat coming down my forehead ,my hands also sweaty as I gripped the steering wheel.My shot at getting my drivers license was finally here . I can feel the driving instructor watch my every move . But let's go back a couple of weeks to the one day I decided I was ready to get behind the wheel . My 15th birthday , in my culture when a girl turns 15 they are coming into adult hood and there is a big celebration called Quinceañera. I was not to happy with the celebration all I really wished for was to have my own car . My parents on the other and it being tradition they didn't really ask for my opinion . After all what teenage girl didn't want to have

A pivotal moment in my life is when I went to go take my driving test. This happened on my birthday, July 12th 2016. I had been practicing with my father and my sister for a couple months, preparing for my first step into adulthood. Up to this point, I had been driving the 2004 Jeep Grand Cherokee that my sister and I were sharing. However, the night before my test, it wouldn’t start. We had gotten this car to be our “beater” car, and because it had a hand brake in the middle, which is a requirement for taking the test. But now that the car wasn’t working, I had to use my grandma’s car, which was a car I’ve never driven before. My dad and I left early for my test so I could practice in the car I had never driven before. I was terrified, but determined to pass my first time. My sister had to take her test twice, and usually she was more successful in her endeavors, so this was my chance to prove that I could do at least one thing better than her. Luckily I passed with flying colors, according to my instructor, and to this day I tend to be a designated driver for my friends. I often run errands for my parents and I drive myself to work. This independence and responsibility has helped me grow and has been a critical point in my Big History.

On bright a sunny day, on Saturday morning me and my family and friends were going paintballing. Mom, Karson, Makana, Brittany, Jasie, Amanda, and I all get up and get all of our gear on, father said that he would take a little longer since he had to go to the chicken house, so we all went to the course and started playing. It was almost 10:00 in the morning, before he got back, but we had already started playing a few rounds, before he actually got there.

I knew that we would have to act quickly; my dad screamed for Gabby to pull in the floats while I pulled up the anchor. I quickly ran to the bow of the boat, and began tugging at the anchor. It didn’t take long for me to realize that it was stuck in the thick clay floor of the river. My dad really began screaming at this point being that the safety of my friends was at risk, and if you know my dad you would understand how frightening that is. Finally, I got it out; after maneuvering the boat in order to release the tension on the anchor. We started treading back to retrieve my friends that were floating further away from the boat. Once we got them back on board, we thought that it might be a good idea to just head home. At the time, my dad seemed angry with us, but looking back on it now he finds himself laughing about the overall experience we had that

One warm summer morning my sister, dad, and I were sitting and watching T.V. and my best friend’s dad called and invited us over for the weekend. He said

I wanted to take that boat out and go tubing for the first time in my life. I was so excited that I even offered to blow up the tube by myself with nothing but my lungs, not knowing we had an air pump. Finally, after what felt like hours of begging like the annoying twelve year old I was, my dad said it was time to go. My sisters and I got our life jackets and wet shirts on, while my baby brother and step mom got on the boat, and my dad sat in the driver’s seat. My sisters and I were on the back on the tube, trying to find the best way to position our arms so we didn’t fall off. My dad turned the key to the boat and suddenly, my excitement turned to sheer panic. What happens if I fall off? What if my sisters fall off? What if there was a lake monster or a really big fish in the water? From that moment on, I was determined to stay on, so I held on to the handles for dear

On Tuesday, we we drove out to a couple different gift shops to see if we really needed anything, but because it was only the second day, we didn’t end up buying anything. After that, me and my dad went out to the ocean, again. We had no idea what time it was or when we would have to go inside to get ready for a pirate dinner and show at 5pm. So after a while, we were walking back and my dad mumbled, “Let’s wait for one more good wave” and I agreed. We went back into the ocean and then we had one great wave, then they just kept coming for a couple of minutes. We laughed for that whole couple minutes. Then when it died down, we started walking back again and my dad looked behind his shoulder and pointed out another good wave. So, obviously, we went back out, again! But then we finally actually came back to the hotel. So we went to the dinner show and we got there very early, we got to our seats, we didn’t know exactly where they were but, they were in the front row. I was surprised but at the same time, I was

Every year my family and I go to my grandparent’s bay house. We always have the most amazing time there on the water. We go fishing, boating, jet skiing and spend time on a little island. Like every day at the bay, my cousins and I woke up early to go fishing. Five o’clock a.m. always seems so early until we get out on the water. It’s was cold and brisk that morning and we could smell the salt in the air as we walked over to the dock. The water glistened as the sun started peeking out over the water as it hit the horizon.

So it all began when i was sitting in school daydreaming. It was a normal day just like any other. Until I got home for about an hour. I came home got a snack and started to work on my car. Then I realized I was done. I was so excited! I just couldn't wait to drive my car, a 1971 nova, on the street. This car was a car my dad and I built by hand, and that's impressive for a 16 year boy. So I started the car up and did some final tweaking. Then I took it for a spin.

I had two individuals review my resume from the view of a merchandising and retail field. The first person that reviewed my resume was Tara Derricott. Tara Derricott is the Assistant Trade Book and Gift Buyer at the BYU-Idaho University Store. Her biggest suggestion to me was to add a “skills” section to my resume. She told me that when she helps with interviews and reads students’ resumes, she likes to see a skills section. This is because it helps her see if their personality and abilities work with the company. She also commented that she really appreciated that I kept it to one page. In order to keep it to one page I had to eliminate one of my experiences, which also fixed my experiences to be in chronological order. The last suggestion she gave to me was to change the font of my name to the font of the rest of my resume. Tara Derricott counseled that more than one font and any color on a resume is too distracting for an employer.

One sunny morning my dad said I have a great idea let’s go on the boat so we put the fishing poles in the truck and went on are way. We got up to the docs and me my sister and my mom were holding on to the boat,while my dad put the truck away. We could tell the water was choppy but we didn’t know why so we paid no attention, “till it happens”.

I was not allowed to drive the lawn mower yet. My big brother had not been allowed to drive the lawn mower until he was thirteen, and I had to wait until the same age to make things "fair." On one day, when we were both too young, we began to snip at the ground with scissors because we wanted so badly to cut the grass. I felt very prepared to become an excellent lawn mower driver, but I had to follow the rule. Whenever my brother would ride the mower, I would run around the yard helping by picking up sticks and toys. One day we decided to siphon the oil out and do an oil change just like the real men did.