Personal Narrative: A Walk In The Park

Growing up with a father in the military, you move around a lot more than you would like to. I was born just east of St. Louis in a city called Shiloh in Illinois. When I was two years old my dad got the assignment to move to Hawaii. We spent seven great years in Hawaii, we had one of the greatest churches I have ever been to name New Hope. New Hope was a lot like Olivet's atmosphere, the people were always friendly and there always something to keep someone busy. I used to dance at church, I did hip-hop and interpretive dance, but you could never tell that from the way I look now.

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.

I woke up and took one bite out of my pop tart but that one bite was all I could eat. My legs were shaking, and my heart was pounding. My dad told me, “It is a true honor to even make it this far so go out there and have some fun.” Once I heard this statement, I knew I was ready to go. I arrived at school and boarded the bus. The car ride was an hour and fifteen minutes of hearing the squeaking of the wheel on the bus. My teammates were getting their heads ready for the big game.

Hi iam Edgardo Flores i was born in casa grande, az not that far away from our state capital,Phoenix, Az.theres nothing better to do in a hot summer than going out with the friends to a lake and have a blast riding jet skis boats and my favorite, swimming!My activites of the day are shooting,riding horses,and my favorite one is quad riding.Thats right! ive been doing these fun exciting hobbies since i was 9 years old.pretty young huh?

Just so you know, this is the Big Apple and I rule this town. New York City is filled with tall buildings, great culture, and historical sites. No other city has so much beauty that it takes your breath away; yet, there is a real danger that lurks on the streets. I should know because I am Detective Michael Morgan a United States Super Spy in charge of capturing dastardly villains who are set on destroying our world. Armed with mind-altering powers, Alex Higgins is on the top of the FBI’s list of the ten most wanted men in America. This thug is one of the greatest danger to our world and must be captured and jailed in the vault of death. There is no place safe for him to hide from the law and rumor has it, he is in my town. You break the law here in New York City, you pay the ultimate price: freedom.

Although I have not thought about how I would stage a play I will give myself a chance to thinking thoroughly about how I would want an audience to receive a piece of work written by the four playwrights we have read this semester. Drawing on Wilson’s famous speech, I have an idea about what I would want. The Ground on Which I Stand is one that acknowledges the amazing playwrights we were able to read this semester. I appreciate what they have given to the world through the stage and in print. There have been plays that I resonated with me and some that were harder to grasp. Many of these playwrights talk about connections and family which is a way that I have connected with the characters. I wouldn't use many of the playwrights as influences

Throughout the conversation, Susan did not inform me that the home was still in First Look and not open to investors at this time. Susan did not highlight any features of the home, nor did she talk about the neighborhood or the surrounding area. When asked, Susan paused to reference the property file and stated, "In looking at the pictures it appears that it needs interior paint, carpet, appliances, and a few windows, which the previous seller must have taken." She stated, "I don't know why they have to remove things from the homes." I asked, "Do you have offers?" She paused to check the property file and answered, "No offers." I asked, "Is the property behind the home farmland?" She paused to reference the property file and replied, "It appears

At the museum there was a ton of places to go to we went to most of them, some of them were more childish than others. The museum wasn't the most fun of the places we went to but it was still fun because when we were done with different parts of the museum we got to go to the gift shop for the museum I got 3 objects there. I got a cannon pencil sharpener, a giant penny with the gettysburg address on the back, and rootbeer pieces of candy. The museum was the last educational place our group was at.

“Hey you want to drive”, my step-dad yelled over the loud engine of blue grizzly 4x4 quad I yelled “yes!!”, so as I got one the quad I put on my helmet and fased the strap on the same color helmet.

As we took our first steps on the trail we had know idea that we would have walked ten miles total. It was all uphill and made of dirt. We had to cross rivers and watch out for rattlesnakes and buffalo. This would be one of the hardest hikes we did. It was tiring and hot. The heat waves in the distance seemed to make it feel hotter. As we kept going we arrived to our first obstacle.

Throughout my life, I have had drastic changes of my personality and of my image. Obviously everyone changes, but I feel my changes are a lot more unique and crucial. I definitely was not alone on this journey. My friends and family were right beside me to help guide me on the right path. Success rarely comes alone, and I am thankful that I had people on my side. Friends and family weren’t the only thing building myself. A lot of credit is due to education, teachers, and books like Hamlet, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, and Beowulf that I have read throughout my educational career.. All in all, I could not have become the man I am today without the influences and guidance I was given to help make me

Heroes come in all shapes and sizes. They can be fictional or nonfictional. Maybe a hero is a child or possibly an ordinary person. People could also have multiple heroes. Whenever I think of my current hero Erin Gruwell, their teacher, comes to mind. She proudly, selflessly, and nobly helps others. Some times in life a hero can commit minute acts of kindness.

Today was slow, like every other day, I walked the halls and watched time fall away. There were no actions to how I was feeling, No clue that inside, It’s hard to keep breathing. Memories come and go Pain comes and stays. When she let me go, I was left out like a stray.

Golfing is a way to ease the mind, relax, and push harder to always do better than your last game. Life is too short to play bad golf, which is why practice makes for a perfect game. Golfing is a worldwide sport, a gentleman’s game, also a great business sport. It is attached to our culture and forever will be by its relaxing freedom and great views on the course. Picture one is an Adidas sports add featuring Colin Montgomery a professional golfer, telling golfers no matter what the circumstance is in the weather or your life, get out there and practice when no one else is stand out so you can achieve that extra inch into the hole. Which brings us to the second ad a Nike ad with the picture of a golf ball an inch away from going in the hole. This is saying that if you would’ve been out playing when no one else was you would have made that extra inch and made the shot. The effectiveness of the first ad is the results of the second ad, if you put in the work you will seek the rewards.

It seems that every time I go out hiking or just stop to enjoy nature in some way I seem to notice that we as humans love to leave our footprint in any way possible. We blaze trails. We . We pile up our feet like rocks and stamp them down without caring what we affect. Something as harmless as building a fort on the beach could harm something. We disturb organisms’ habitats for the sake of a laugh. Is it worth it? I am someone who hates staying on the trail with all my heart, and I guess my personality matches my unwillingness to conform to the one basic line of dirt that I am supposed to follow to get to the same destination as everybody else, to see exactly what everybody else sees and not ever get close to the boulder that towers above the trail, to touch the rough skin of this giant... rock. I want to brush my fingers through the dry moss and scrape my hands, to climbing this mountain of ancient life. I’ve had to descend my tower and look at the destruction I cause when I venture off the designated trail. I started to think if everybody ventured off the trail and went there different ways there would be nothing to look at. All the flowers and plants