Personal Narrative: An Interview With An Organized Person

First, I’m an expert at being organized because I carry an agenda with me. In my agenda, I write down important events that are coming up or just to remind myself of other things. For instance, I write down any important detail

Ok, how does one starts a personal autobiography? I’m not quite sure what to say about me. I'm Nissa, it's pronounce like Nissan excluding the "n" at the end. Most of my peers know me by Merline which is my birth name, however, I changed my name to Nissa because people couldn't pronounce Merline right; it's a French name and it requires certain emphasis when pronouncing it especially on the "r". Anyway, enough about my name. As you can already tell, I have an accent, a Caribbean one to be precise. I'm originally from Haiti, I moved here in 2011. I had to learn English from the beginning and I'm still learning now, of course. When I moved here I was expecting things to be like the movies I've seen many times while I was a child. Well, it's somewhat

First and foremost, organization has a huge role in your journey. An example would be weight loss, it’s a difficult task to workout three times a day or trying to eat clean while there is a lot of temptation surrounding you. That is why you need to stay organized because you can plan out your meals of head of time and make a workout session where you can exercise once a day and still

Franklin Delano Roosevelt once stated, “the only thing we have to fear is fear itself.” This quote is a historical quote from World War II; however to me, its significance goes farther than that. This quote is the story of my transition from a child to an adult. I had a phobia of addressing large crowds; the fact that everyone’s attention would be on me was abashing. This was true until I reflected on how my phobia was keeping me back from a lot of opportunities, such as class presentations and future public speaking events. After deep reflection, I made the courageous decision to audition to speak at my eighth grade promotion ceremony. This was quite a leap for an introvert such as myself; however, I persevered my way through the audition and won the role as the MC. The valiant decision to speak at my promotion ceremony has shaped who I am and what I am able to accomplish today.

Any single human experience can only properly be judged by that human’s amount of dread or anticipation in it’s beginning or end.

The sand is cold, the sky overcast, and the waves crash against the shore echoing harshly through my ears. I see clouds rolling overhead, I can smell the salt of the ocean, feel the texture of the sand, taste the electricity on the air and it all points to the coming storm. Is it real? Can anything be real when seen through someone else's eyes, felt through someone else's skin, tasted through someone else's tongue, Breathed through someone else's nose, heard through someone else's ears? This is what the world looked like to her, felt like to her, but what did it look like to me, feel to me? Was there ever a me or only this continually changing sculpture, patterns of a person and nothing more. I shivered as the cold air caressed the flesh I wore.

Everyone remembers a time in their lives when their mom came through and saved the day. Mine happened to happen at 1:30 AM on a Saturday morning. To fully understand the story I’ll give some background.

Being well organized not only helps you and your life at your work it also helps at home as well. You’re not constantly worry about where is this or I have to do that. To families it also looks better as well.

School communities must have leaders that continually strive to learn, grow, and reflect on their experiences to make a significant impact. I plan to incorporate these same ideas when embarking on my new role as a supervisor. I have expanded and refined my experiences as a teacher since I embarked with cohort four on this leadership journey, and I feel equipped to be the effective leader that will truly make a difference in our schools. This year’s courses and high expectations from our faculty have provided me the opportunities to reflect on my strengths and weaknesses on a scale larger than that of the classroom. Our projects and meaningful discussions have helped shape my leadership philosophy.

There are types of people who are very well organized, and there are others who are not. Without a doubt, everyone has their own method to staying organized. I, for one, am organized, neat, and clean; whereas my twin [Brittany] is the complete opposite. The more I collaborate with Brittany, the more I start to notice our similarities and differences. Staying organized is a perfect method to knowing where everything is; but it can be difficult to work with Brittany in certain situations.

This is the story about me. It is a very weird story which, no, I didn’t even want to do. Why am I doing this? It’s because of this school thing I have to do. Well, let’s get this over with.

Honestly, I am a person that is not so organized. I am not so organized because in my opinion organize is related with plan. I think if someone has a plane it they can be fail. Lis is not always like we expected. sometimes we must choose anothet way to live in this word.

The best thing about reading this year was the strict scheduling. I loved that we were supposed to read everyday and we had a concrete foundation where we were able to choose our own book to read and were able to elaborate on it. With the concrete foundation I was able to always know that I had something to do and I always looked forward to reading the book that I chose.

Racing at night going One-hundred and forty miles an hour on US-27 holding the lead, Shift six gear, speed topped out at two-hundred miles per hour passing by cars smoothly. I chanted I am immortal, I am a god! while I pushed my sports bike to its limit. Suddenly a black car approaches. WHAM! I get Rammed from behind and lose control of my bike slamming into a Semi-truck up ahead. Lights out. When I peeked my eyes, I saw 4 humans around me. Thump after thumb I believe I was in an ambulance rushing down the turnpike. I looked around and the first words that came to my head are “Rick this is just a dream”. This is the story of how I escaped from an illegal laboratory that clones and modifies humans.

Organization means using your space wisely. Using things like computers to hold lots of information and keep