Personal Narrative Analysis

Colombo explains that “Beginning college can be disconcerting experience” (Colombo, p.1). That there will be more peer pressure from your peers and an increase expectations that you have never faced during your high

The transition from high school to college is a dynamic time in one’s life that parallels the change from childhood to adulthood. Both of these changes are dramatic and, as a result, feelings are difficult to put down into words. A messy combination of emotions fills the heart, surfacing in strange ways. Confident high school seniors go right back to the bottom of the chain when entering college as freshmen. These students start all over, just like entering grade school or high school for the first time. The move up from high school to college signals the switch from dependence to self-sufficiency. From a personal point of view, going through the experience of graduating high school and transferring to a residential college campus at STLCOP, made me realize I was no longer a kid and capable of making my own decisions.

College is a chance to be free and is a bridge between the real world and school. I’m an adult and expected to behave as such; I make my own choices where I have to decide what is important to me. I have an opportunity to learn how the world works, to explore the limitless possibilities and a chance to admire how vast knowledge can be. College will change my life in the way that I can develop life skills outside academics, to be fully

Throughout the past year I went through a great deal of undertakings that caused me to become more experienced with my skills and how to overcome various challenges. These really built up my character and the way I am today. In all aspects, this past year consisted of going to Killington, Vermont, my brother going into the Air Force, meeting him in Texas for his graduation of basic training, completing a double backflip on a trampoline, landing a front flip on flat ground, accomplishment of a 2 ½ front flip on a diving board, getting 2nd at leagues, and competing in districts. All of these activities have advanced me in a skill or challenged me to an extent.

Failure is truly negative if we choose to not learn from it. When we face setbacks and difficulties, we are given golden opportunities to grow as people. Learning from our shortcomings makes us wiser, stronger, and unveils a chance to turn an undesirable outcome into a building block of character. My hockey career has been a sinusoidal trail of highs and lows, but I always learned from the downturns.

Everyone will experience a death in their life at least once whether it’s a family member or friend, they will react to it differently and has to grieve in their own way. Death isn't something that someone looks forward too, so watching someone go from healthy, to where they can barely walk or talk on their own isn’t easy. But getting a lesson out of someones death takes away some of the pain, and helps you move on.

When I first started college, my first assumptions were that it would just be like high school with a bit more work. In a certain perspective I wasn’t wrong, although it was definitely more than meets the eye. College didn’t just turn out to be just more school, it was about

I had finally turned sixteen, but I waited until about six month after my birthday to take my driving test and to get my driver’s license. Prom was coming up and I actually managed to get a date to prom so I decided that I needed to get my driver’s license to drive my date to prom. It seemed really bad and uncool at the time since I didn’t have one, so I wanted to impress her by getting my driver’s license, but I ended up driving my mom’s Ford Escape with mom’s stickers all over it. It didn’t end up working out. I managed to get lost on our way to prom after dinner, and I didn’t feel cool driving around in a car decked out in my mom’s stickers. After prom I begged my parents to get me my own vehicle so that I could drive to school and they

April, 16 2004 is when i was brought to this world. I lived with my mom and dad until my dad had past away. That's when I moved in with my Aunt and Uncle. At first i had thought it was a small trip because that's what i was told, every time i had gotten mad at my Aunt or Uncle i would think about when the trip would end. It was about a month or two When they brought my little brother down with us. It took about four years before they told me the reason why we got taken away from my mom and what it would take to move back with her. That was my sixth grade year and that's when I had realized that my hometown was Walla Walla, not Colville or Spokane.

The reporter stated that on 9-17-17; Steven was riding his bike in the middle of the road. Steven is always unsupervised, while outside. Steven's parents (Amanda and Mike) make him stay outside all day and play. Amanda and Mike are on the couch watching TV. Steven almost got hit by a car three weeks ago, by the reporter's mom (Julia). Steven was outside, on the side of the road, bending over doing something. Steven also was pushed an empty shopping cart in the middle of the road (unknown). Steven is under nourished. Steven wears clothes of a three or four-year-old child. Steven is feed canned food, macaroni and cheese or spaghetti O cold. Amanda stated that: "Steven does not like his food hot, but he like his drinks heated up." Steven ate

As we grow into young adults, we begin to develop and change as individuals. These changes that occur in one’s lifetime can either reveal the better good in a person or the worse. Like anyone else, I too experienced changes as I went from an immature freshman to a developed junior. Most of these changes were beneficial, while others were not. Nonetheless, I feel as though I have transformed into an independent person with the changes I have made in my life.

Humans are social creatures filled with emotion. We are surrounded by a world full of communication, that you are forced to adapt to. We have to have one another to survive. All of us are there for the better; and you can not go through life by yourself.

In 2013 I moved to the small city of Zamora, Spain to start a conversation assistant job with a government-run academy. I moved there without a comprehensive knowledge of their contemporary culture and I hadn’t used the language since my freshman year in Costa Rica. During my first days in Zamora, I had to find housing and set up a bank account before my first classes the following week.

Throughout my eighteen years of existence in this world, I will definitely have many experiences that may change my life forever. Although some of them may not be a big deal, some of them are beyond my imagination that I may never forget the exact date when it all happened. The most exciting thing that has ever happened to me was when we moved here in the United States exactly three years ago. I admit that I was beyond doubt excited moving here thinking of all the places I wanted to visit, as if I felt butterflies in my stomach, but underneath those excitement, the thought of me leaving the country I call my home, my childhood friends, my relatives, as well as our family friends, I feel devastated.

College life is hard to adjust to no matter how many motivational speeches you get in life. I knew college wasn’t going to be like high school, but it’s one thing to say and another to see. I closed one chapter in my life to open what seems to be a whole new book. Once I graduated high school, my life was bombarded with change. Some of the change was pleasurable and the others were heartbreaking. College put emphasis on independents which is something I battle with.