Personal Narrative: A Different Path

The lessons we take from obstacles we encounter can be fundamental to later success. As long as I can remember me have trouble with reading and I did not know why I was bad at it. My patients eventually came to the conclusion that I had mental problems with reading. I was then put in special reading classes to help with my problem. This brought down my self respect making me feel stupid. This went on for about seven year till I went to high school when I stopped being that kid in the corner. I analyzed my problem to the best of my ability to find out what the trouble I was having and I started to focus on the papers that were important. I got over my problems with reading and on my way to graduate. Overcoming and adapting to the problem that

Over my years of school, one big influence on me has always been sports. Ever since a young age, I have always enjoyed playing and watching sports. In my four years in high school, I have fell in love with the sport of lacrosse.

- my chest is going to collapse.. maybe more emotionally than physically but it all feels as if the pain is real and can always be felt.

Do you ever recall wanting to be an astronaut, a celebrity, or even a clown? These are some examples of what young children are thinking of accomplishing as career options. Being nonsensical is not the way to do, being realistic by far is the smartest thing to do.

The song starts with hamilton along in his room, in a city away from his family. You can obviously that he is stressed and tired, and a little bit homesick. When out of nowhere this bombshell Mariah Reynolds knocks on his door and pleads for help. She greets Hamilton with:

After a much needed time bringing in this poem’s meaning, I have realized that my life is very much alike to this stunning and deep piece of literature. Much like The Road not Taken, the way my life worked and happened correlates to this differing and new road. Sweetness was me, and I made sure that people knew who he was. Sweetness was also like you, just an average boy growing up and playing sports. When I went to college, that’s when things changed.

It almost seems as though it were yesterday when I would shut off the lights, slam the door, ferociously hop on my bed, and read my favorite book until my eyelids simply couldn't handle their own weight. Of course my parents would make a routine check in my room to tell me goodnight so I had to read with great caution, for if my mom were to catch me reading after bedtime, there would certainly be consequences. Though through my little and inexperienced mind, I believed this risk was well worth it, because this turned out to be the first chapter book I had enjoyed from beginning to end: Among the Hidden.

It was an early afternoon in September and I was going through my usual study plan for the SAT. My mom walks into my room with a sheet of paper.

I have had my fair share of grueling experiences in my 4 years as a Boy Scout. From 50 mile bike rides to swimming in rapids, the trips have been very demanding. But in all of my experiences, very few have been as rewarding as my trip to Lassen National Park.

My Mom and I are on our way home on a late Sunday afternoon from shopping and soon getting ready for a great family dinner. We call my grandparents, “Hello! How are you doing honey?” They say to my mother as they don’t know I’m in the car and listening.

It all started when I was nine years old and I was doing my homework . I was sitting on the front steps of my house when I saw a blue trailblazer pass by my house. The trailblazer backed up and stopped right in front of me. Coach stuck his head out of the window, took a look at me and then he asked me, "did you take it out of the window?" Or, at least that's what I thought he said. "I'm sorry. What's that you said?" I asked.

There were boxes all around me. My room had gone from being colourful with posters to a bare, white room with all of my belongings collected, packed and ready to be moved. Mum had told me that we were moving to a place called 'Victor Harbor', a place I had never heard about before. I began to imagine what this new place could look like. I first imagined a street like those stereotypical ones in movies; with houses on both sides and a straight road in between. There were beautiful, leafy green trees scattered along with an asphalt path along each side for pedestrians to walk along.

PROMPT #2: PROMPT #2: The lessons we take from obstacles we encounter can be fundamental to later success. Recount a time when you faced a challenge, setback, or failure. How did it affect you, and what did you learn from the experience?

I have been coming to HHSC for 6 years as a camper, and each year has always been a new experience for me. I have met countless new friends, and I am grateful for them each and every day. Before coming to camp, I was always a shy and timid person, unwilling to put myself out there and meet new people. 6 years later, and now I’m the exact opposite; I love to talk to people, make new friends, and tell people my stories. Camp has given me so much confidence, and the sense that I belong somewhere. In a world filled today with so much hate and resentment, it is nice to always have a safe heaven, where no matter what the outside circumstances, everyone will feel together. Camp has meant a lot to me, and I have changed a lot because of HHSC.

We all grow up fearing change, weather its first day of school or losing a loved one. Change can be freighting. I believe that life is series of on ongoing changes and how we adapt to them reveals true character. My personal challenges have set a foundation of who I truly am as a person today. Traveling to some may seem adventurous or exciting but for scared a five-year-old traveling terrified me.