Personal Narrative: A Career In The Navy

My interest in naval service began in 5th grade with my admittance to the United States Sea Cadet Corps. At first, I believed that I was making the most of my wasted time watching tv. However, after a while in the program, I began to realize that the camaraderie and dedication that this organization had to offer amazed and enticed me. Soon I became the program’s Ship’s Leading Petty Officer, the highest leadership position obtainable in the corps. Being handed that responsibility was a dream come true. That is where I found my passion for leading. Upon entering high school, I enrolled in the ROTC program hoping for more responsibility and a possible future in military service. On this road, I found my passion for the engineering field.

I went pre-med before getting deployed and as an intern I've seen a lot of horrible things. But when it's your friend... Someone you serve with... It stays with you forever.

I have been accepted to AFS-USA's international exchange program to Norway. I will be spending my sophomore year living with a host family and going to school at a local upper secondary school. I am awaiting the information regarding where I will be located in Norway, as well as my paperwork for a Norwegian visa. As long as the final stages of my application go through, I will depart this August and return the following July.

I was in the Marine Corps serving under Third battalion Eleventh marines Mike Battery in Twenty-Nine Palms California from 2009-2013. What our unit did was put rounds down range, oorah. We were an artillery battery, think modern day cannons. As far as twenty-nine palms all you have to imagine is sand in a five hundred square foot mile area. My job as Ammo chief was to insure the safe handling and transportation of hundred pound high explosive bombs. On one partially long training exercise I was instructed to take my marines and four ‘7-ton’ trucks and go to the rear to load up with more ammo. No problem, I’ve done this before but on this occasion when I was going to return the battery would have moved positions. So they gave me the grid number

July 13th 2015, I began a journey that changed entirety of myself for the better. I woke up that morning in the hotel room I was assigned; I’d been waiting and training for an entire year in anticipation of that day. I was finally on my way to Great Lakes, Illinois to attend Naval Bootcamp under contract to attend “Basic Underwater Demolition/Seal Class 317” afterwards. I was was only 19 but it felt as if I was coming straight out of high school. I’d never lived anywhere else other than with my mother in North Georgia, so leaving the state and starting a new life was a little odd. I remember July 12th when I got in the recruiting recruiting station’s van to take me to the hotel. I was trying so hard to be strong, yet I couldn't stop myself from tearing up once my mother was out of view. It was sad to leave her behind, but I was sure I had my life figured out

On top of the hill, they followed the Georgian exterior around until meeting with the wooden porch that faced eastwards, towards the redwoods. They left the tinted grass behind but the smell was far too powerful to flee from. Mr Evans kicked in the front door, with the assault rifle to his shoulder. A procedure he'd learned at military school perhaps?

Growing up I was never an involved student. This is not to say that I didn’t try to join organizations in High School because I did. I joined Track and Field for a week and the Recycling Club for 2 weeks. My problem was never joining clubs it was feeling that I belonged to something valuable. This all changed my first semester at San Diego State when I co-founded a club that would be open to everyone. Our goal was to create an organization that made culture accessible to all students at State.

Four Native Arabic Speakers 09L volunteered for the mission, showing interest to be part of the last unit to leave Iraq after 8 years of operations in the country. At the time, I was freshly promoted Sergeant. Hence, I became the NCO of the native Arabic speakers 09L. The responsibilities were overwhelming. Nevertheless, the superiors never abandoned me to fail as a Noncommissioned Officer. The Noncommissioned Officer Corps is a non-ending cycle of learning, about the welfare and safety of the

I wasn’t a healthy child. Some of my earliest memories are of my frequent visits to the doctor for a plethora of reasons, from ear infections to asthma to chickenpox, it seems like I dealt with it all as a little boy. I remember some of my early health problems vividly, but I also remember connecting the doctor with feeling better. At this young age I was also confronted with the threat of the death of my father. Mom picked us up early from school one day, and I could see a look of fear on her face as she sped uncharacteristically fast away. “Mom, where are we going?”, I asked. “Your dad is in the hospital, he’s very sick. We are going to see him.”, she replied, choking on her words speaking to her two young children. “WHAT’S WRONG!?”, my

1. My experiences in combat and in garrison has provided me with an insightful perspective on our nation’s most precious resource, the United State Army Soldier. We are obligated to tell these Soldiers’ stories along with the respective commands they serve in with our local partner communities and national public. I see the VTIP as an excellent opportunity to continue serving the United States Army in a different capacity.

I joined the Marine Corps looking for a challenge. I wanted to open doors for a new career and longed to have a positive impact on the world around me. Looking back five years later, I realize I found all that I originally sought, but I’ve also found something profoundly satisfying and meaningful that I never knew I was missing.

I was initially drawn to the Naval Academy because I want to be a pilot. I have wanted to be a military pilot for a long time, so when I was researching colleges I was drawn to the service academies. I have chosen to apply to the naval academy because I think that it is a great path towards this goal. I also have the goal of strengthening my faith. I believe that attending a school such as the Naval academy and experiencing its challenges will do that.

As a military child, I have traveled all over the world and experienced many different cultures, and ways of life. Wherever the Air Force has taken my family, I always felt it important to stay connected to my Hispanic roots, and where I come from. Along the way, I have been fortunate to have learned the importance of education, leadership, and service to my community.

Jared’s response to my question, “Why did you join the military and why did you pick the branch you’re serving?” was very honest and straightforward. He explained to me he wasn’t going anywhere in life and decided to follow in his family’s footsteps and chose the military. When I asked him what his first days working were like and if it was different than training for it he immediately snapped and said “It was the hardest work I’ve ever done in my life.” He thought it was very different than training for the job because once he meant his boss they would teach him something different. I would say his favorite topic from me was when I asked him to tell me about Boot camp. He explained to me what he learned and it was you have to play as a

Several months, I have been tossing the idea about joining the Navy. My family was aware about Navy was possibility option. Recently, I have contacted a Navy Recruiter, and I have not told my family about me talking to a recruiter. My family is important aspect of my life, so the conversation needs to happen sooner than later. When I bring up the Navy conversation, my intention would ease my family in acceptance of their daughter leaving the state. Joining the Navy would impact me and my family, and the impact on my family would tribute to the difficult conversation. In following joining the Navy would impact me and my family, and the impact on my family would tribute to the difficult conversation. Underlie feeling have huge impact on person’s attributions and judgement. A difficult conversation affects the identity of a person. Therefore, intention by the conversation was important.