Personal Narrative About A Day In My Anatomy And Physiology Class

One beautiful Monday morning, everything was calm (for now). I woke up very fresh, excited, and ready to go to school! It was a nice and sunny day, the best way to start a week. I woke up at 6:00 a.m and had a lot of time to get ready for the school day. After that I wore my clothes, did my hair, and brushed My teeth. Next, I had breakfast that included cereal, milk, and apple juice. My sister and I went outside and saw that my dad was waiting for us to get in the car, so that he can take us to school.

It was a typical Wednesday morning. I was getting ready for school and I was going to be wearing my very authentic shoes that I bought from Nordstrom. Today was going to be an amazing day because my family said we could go hiking after school. So I got ready and head downstairs to eat my breakfast. Today I had pancakes with some strawberries on the side. I ate my breakfast with delicacy because I just got my braces but I was so hungry, I basically devoured all my food. Then the time 7:45 am beeped on my watch which meant it was time for me to head to school. I picked up my backpack and catched the bus.

The rest of the day was a blur, too many worried faces, too many bloodshot eyes to remember any details. There was restless waiting and relentless encounters with doctors that seemed to never end. Although, despite all of the action throughout the day, it was all ended when the head Cardiothoracic surgeon came out and told us that he had repaired a bleed coming from my Uncle’s heart, and that he would survive. I had never felt more joy in my life, and that was the moment that I knew I wanted to be a surgeon. If I could feel that much of a rush just thinking about saving a life, there was no doubt in my mind that being a surgeon was what I was destined to do. Being able to save another person’s life and bring that amount of joy and relief to their family was

First of all, the day started crazy. I slept in late and almost missed the bus. I was just leaving my house and had just started walking down the street when it showed up. I booked it all the way down my street. I got on the bus exhausted and managed to trip on some kid’s leg. It was only 7:30 and I already knew it was going to be a bad day.

One obstacle in high school that I had was Honor Chemistry class. I have never had a good understanding of Chemistry in Jr. High and my father was sick at the time, which made me less focus. Despite this, I had always scored high in the Class, keeping a high A in the class. One quiz I felt very good about I got was a 65. This quiz spurred me into a greater commitment to conquer the subject. For the rest of the year I work harder on Chemistry than any other class and came out of the class with an A.

When individuals think of dead people, images of loved ones might scroll through their brain or perhaps they are reminded of the infamous quote, “I see dead people” from the movie, The Sixth Sense. However, for me, the two words evoke a momentous memory in which I inspected cadavers. I was a teenager at the time, attending a summer medical program and it seemed as if I had entered the gates of heaven or simply put, the gates of Georgetown University. I had always wanted to pursue a career in medicine, and this was evident in second grade when I dressed up as a doctor for career day. It was sensational strutting around in my immaculate, white lab coat and using my Fisher Price stethoscope to “hear” the other students’ heartbeats. I felt the

I am a first grade Dual Language Spanish teacher in an urban district in the state of Connecticut. I teach Language Arts, Math, Science and Social studies in Spanish to my 23 homeroom students, 10 boys and 13 girls, and teach Spanish as a second language to 24 students that are in my Dual Language English partner’s classroom. In my homeroom more than half of the students are English Language Learners, and for many of them this is their first year in an American school. I also have 5 students with special needs. In my Spanish as a second language class I have English Language Learners, but there are no students with special needs.

When i get home from school, Kathleen is out of bed and is feeling better than yesterday. I’m also feeling better now too that i've been able to tell people what happened.

That morning I woke up ready for a normal day. I rode the bus, ate a not at all nutritious school breakfast, and walked into my English class for

Time for Biology which is my least favorite class. I scurry as fast as I can to my next class, trying my best to not be caught in the mob of students in the hall because it will not end pretty. Suddenly a leg appears right in front of me and I crash right into it, falling. A crowd of guys start laughing with their skanky girlfriends giggling along. I look up and see a familiar face, in an instant I frown.

I was about to fall asleep on my office’s desk drained from the procedure my colleagues and I did for the past 6 hours. My assistant walked into the office which reminded me that i am still working at the hospital. “I need my bed”, says the inner me overwork and irritated. I was thinking and then remembered the procedure. The intense and fast-paced environment still made my heart skip. The voices of my colleagues all talking at the same time, in addition to that, keeping up with the beeping of the ECG monitor made my palms sweat. The fear of losing your patient when you look into the eyes of the family and loved ones. Oh, the frustration! Then again the minute the beep goes back, comes the paralyzing feeling. It’s overwhelming, exciting and emotional all at the same time. I saved a person’s life. I saved a family from sorrow. Oh the fulfillment!

This class is very different than my high school classes, especially in structure, organization, and pace. I have learned that I need to be better prepared for the time essays are due and the amount of time and effort it takes to write a good essay that follows the guidelines. In my writing, I have learned that I tend to write in passive voice and I need to eliminate my vague words that I use. This class has been very challenging but the biggest challenge I have faced this year is trying to keep up with the pace of the class. I struggled with juggling this class and my other high school classes work load, but I have gotten better and I feel more organized and prepared now. I think my best work was my first essay, I spent a lot of time and effort

Thought the year I have taken many class in middle school, high school, and college. All does class were hard, but I never complained about it instill now. Right now, I’m taking a python coding class, it’s a requirement for getting an associate degree in cyber security. This class is so far the worst class I have ever taken. The professor in this class gives too much homework, goes to fast, and don’t explain well.

I painfully picked up my hands rubbing the soda off my face feeling the cold foam of the soda. The ground was as hard as cement, but I managed to pull myself up to being hunched over grabbing my hip feeling the bruises all over my body. living room, breathing heavily, “In-out in-out in-out,” repeatedly over time. I looked at myself seeing bruises, a lot of soda, and sweat. I Got down on a chair sat there looking up and just laughed the whole rest of the day like it was the funniest thing that ever happened. And learned that being home isn’t so bad and that you shouldn’t always think about the bad things, but stay on the good things. I also learned that you should always try new

For my first out of class activity, I scheduled a meeting with my Chemistry 163 instructor, Professor Burke. Due to the scheduled times of the Supplemental Instruction (SI) for my Chemistry 163 section, I am unable to make those SI sessions. Professor Burke and I met on January 18, 2018 at 12:00 pm in 3758 Gilman Hall. I scheduled a meeting with Professor Burke during her office hours to go over homework problems that I didn't quite understand how to do. I also asked her questions about the upcoming exam. As we worked through the homework and answered my questions she taught me tips to remember the various vocabulary terms that I have to know for the exam.