Personal Narrative-Algebra

Before I started using Smarthinking, turnitin, and the remaining tools from Capella, I was quite nervous on how my paper will be graded. Then, I became more confident in my writing styles due to the feedback that I received from Smarthinking, turnitin, and most importantly, from Dr. J. The revisions to Unit 4 and Unit 7 assignments have already been implemented in order to improve my final paper for Unit 10. For instance, some of the suggestions that I had to revise were sentence structure, word choice, and grammar & mechanics. I took my time to make revisions about the suggested comments so that my assignments will have clarity and with precision. The feedbacks that I received from Units 4 and 7 have been tremendously very beneficial. As

use a bathroom that was on the other side of the school. It took five minutes just to walk there,

She came after what seemed like eternity and I really just want to go home. Of course, I had to stay. They must have gotten a janitor to clean up because the class was exactly the same and my seat was shiny. None of my friends said anything about it, not even Hailey E., my newest friend.

Once we got to the gas station she got out of the car and proceeded to buy some gas about a two-liter water bottle full. After she obtained

My personal trainer saw how corpulent I was, so he decided to put me on a strong weight loss program.

Let me start my story at one embarrassing time in third grade, this was one of the most embarrassing times that happened in my life. It all started when they were having a class for randomly picked students, the third grade teachers were drawing papers with third grade students names, so here comes the fourth paper out of the jar and the teachers read the name and they say Riley Colberg, so i was shocked I got picked, I rarely get picked for anything at that point in time. Then i walk up to the teachers to present all the kids that got in that class, after all that was done everyone practice cursive for one hour, when the kids and me went to the other class at that time, Then we went home I went to bed and all the normal. Here comes the next day I wake up get ready for school all excited for my new class when I was getting ready and changing I decided that it's a good idea to not wear underwear to school, so I don't, then I get to school and I get to class ready for my new class, then I go eat lunch, go outside, go to music and then I go to my new class. Here's where the funny part comes in, we do

When I was in fifth grade, I was taking third grade math. I could not, for the life of me, figure it out. Math was a huge struggle, and it still is. However, now, I am in Algebra II. Algebra II is a junior class and I am taking it as a sophomore. I have worked very hard to get where I am. This situation has made me realize a couple things. Number one: it is OK to ask questions. Number two: If you work hard, you will accomplish something.

Since seventh grade I had a persona; it was a good one too. It lasted for three years and would have lasted longer had I wanted to. This persona however, was not a good one. On the outside it might have been, but like a mask, it covers up the truth.

We all laughed, but Austin was trying to get it out.I told him to stop messing with it so I can get it out.When I was getting it out it was getting all over the place.My mom came in, and I told her it was Shira fault,She, “told me to go get the shampoo and comb."It all ended when She

Her daughter started to throw a tantrum due to being hungry and Amanda rejecting her a snack

This was the year I was the boss of all the girls in my grade and it quickly changed later on. I was the type of little girl, if I didn’t like her you didn’t like her either, and that’s how it went for the longest time. In fifth grade my friend Ruthie an Matthew came over to my house to hang out for a couple of hours. I went to my house, looked in the fridge for food and stumbled upon some snuff pouches that had been in the freezer for a good while. I got three packs out, one for Ruth, one for me and one for Matthew. I ran quickly to my room and said “guys look what I found?” “Lets go to the secret spot and try them out,” I said excitedly. We walked to the hide out spot, Ruthie smoked her cigarette. Matthew and I put our in our lip. She later put hers in. we road our bikes to the park and a few minutes passed and I started feeling real sick and dizzy out of nowhere. “Guys my stomach hurts, I said, painfully.” Ruthie also complained as

I have always liked mathematics. As a young kid, I thought the systematic methods of algebra were amazing, but it became more rote and boring as I grew older, so I abandoned it. It wasn’t soon after I started my class on mathematical proofs that I realized that mathematics was more than that, it was a systematic investigation of pure reason. I believe that investigating this method of analysis has given me enough confidence to pursue other interests of mine that I may have deemed challenging before.

I ignored it, trying to focus my attention on the game. I began to work up a sweat; the urge to pee took over me. I tell Kayleigh I need to go to the bathroom, and we dash to the clean, cold restroom. But when I sat on the frozen white toilet seat, nothing came out. I sighed and we went back to the game. We resumed being close to the end, but someone would swing the ball the opposite way. I felt the ache again, but I knew the game would be over soon. I continued to play, not allowing myself to be distracted. I felt myself leak. My eyes widened and I stopped in place. Very quickly my legs were warm and my pants became clear. Kayleigh looked at me in shock as my bright blue orbs filled with tears. The salty liquid dripped over the rim and I began to panic. Kayleigh assured me it would be fine and we walked hastily to the bathroom for cover. I couldn’t believe I just peed myself at school! I even tried to go! I should have trusted myself! We walked sneakily to the nurse where I got velvet black leggings. No one asked, but their smug faces suggested they knew I wet

One of my detention stories are that when me and Brant got one for going to the bathroom. It started out with Brant asking Mrs. Rauch to use the bathroom but she said no. Then I asked to use the bathroom and she said no again. After a lot of arguing me and Brant eventually just got up and left to go to the bathroom. She just said when

It was about seven years ago. I was 12 years old and in the winter months of my sixth grade year. To give you a visualization I was outside in a trailer classroom for health. The bell had rung to indicate the end of class. As I gathered my materials and headed out for the door I heard my health teacher, Mrs. Kelly, call out, “Watch your step on the stairs, they are a little icy from the rain that froze over nigh-”. Before Mrs. Kelly could finish her warning there I was on the ground, my pants covered in mud. I had slipped in a small mud pile that was at the bottom of the stairs. My papers flew EVERYWHERE. With the help of my fellow classmates I gathered my papers and managed to get out of the mud. I did the walk of shame back into the health trailer where Mrs. Kelly was standing. “Oh Alicia”, she said, “what are gonna do with you?”. After explaining the slip up she told me to go to the girls locker room to see Mrs. Walmsley, one of the other female gym teacher, and see if she would be kind enough to wash my pants for me.