Personal Narrative Analysis

Sexuality is a major ordeal in today's reality. With online networking and the advancement of individuals nearing around and acting naturally. When I say acting naturally I imply that you are alright with individuals tolerating you for whom you are. You're not stressed over the kickback you may get from being distinctive. It is alright to act naturally and not need to stress over what individuals think like numerous years back. The changing of genders of Bruce Jenner has everybody feeling great with whom they are. We are all not the same everybody. Furthermore, individuals are additionally ready to not pass judgment on you. Everybody has somebody in his or her family that is distinctive so individuals are more satisfactory to things in 2015

From the moment I was able to tie my shoes and button my jacket, I knew I wanted to be a doctor. While all my classmates at the La Petite Academy made macaroni trees and smiley faces, I drew myself with a stethoscope curing a poor man with the cold. Every year in elementary school, we had career day. Never straying from my love to helping others I wanted to be a surgeon one year, to a dentist the next, and even an obstetrician, I changed my mind quickly once I found out what they did. Looking back on my childhood, I always had a connection with animals and always loved being around them. Early mornings I would open our nearly frozen-shut windows listening to the birds calling. Beside from the squawking of the crows, I heard a soft, pleasant yet curious bird call. It stuck out to me

The improvements that I need to make are simple. Learning how to properly cite a source in an essay and citing it at the end. The right punctuation is something I need to be careful with and I need to work on. I feel that’s what I need to worry about the most. I also often get stuck and thoughts are often blank. I hate when I write and I lose my thoughts and become stuck.

In my future writing, I can improve by focusing on the areas that have been brought to my attention, such as fragmented sentence structures, capitalization, punctuation, and MLA formatting mistakes. I hope to enhance my writing skills through better planning, drafting, proofreading, and revising. I can become a better writer by building upon my current writing abilities and paying more attention to my

My areas for improvement as a writer are grammar and wording. Since English is not my primary language, I have many flaws on my writing techniques. Sometimes, my sentence becomes wordy or awkward if I could not explain something what I thought. Also, I have a hard time distinguishing what or when to use proper articles in front of the noun, or what preposition should be used in front of particular phrases or verbs.

There are many ways I would like to improve my writing in the next academic year, but two more specific ways I would like it to improve include; style and communication. I want to improve my style of writing by doing different types, and writing in a more sophisticated way. Communication is something I also would like to improve in my writing in the next academic year, in which I want people to be able to

Some things, though I still need to work on. Like any good writer, nothing can be perfectly produced. I still need to be observant of where I am putting commas and if they are in the right spot. I also need to take the time to read over the words and make sure that I have the right one where it should be. So many times have made a spelling error because I didn’t take the time to check because the word wasn’t underlined. My goal is to be more observant in my writing capabilities.

Over the past semester my writing has improved in three specific areas: extending the length of my writing so that it is more than just 300 words per piece of writing. Clarifying and giving my writing more detail so that it is easier to understand and follow. And finally by improving my spelling and punctuation throughout my piece instead of just spell checking the first few paragraphs.

Some improvements I did was write the MLA format correctly in essays, also to not use words that I know I don't need them. Reading again my essay, help me see the wrong things i had on my essay, that I didn't saw while I was doing the essay. Most of the improvement I did were in my spelling because I always had problems on how to write words correctly or write good sentences. What I need to focus in order to improve as a writer it's always write multiple times my writing, that way I can see my errors I made, before submitted my work. How I was saying before I have to improve in write more smooth sentences on my essay, and try to divide one big sentences in more sentences. That way can be more smooth my sentences and not confusing to the reader. I have improved in many things and also I know I have to improve more, but I know I have learned a lot and improved in my writing as I was

A gentleman in his mid sixties was lying on the operating table. "You can rest outside if you want", said the cardiac surgeon while looking into my eyes. Preoccupied with the patient's picture before anesthesia, I struggled to swallow my worries and fulfill my promise to him to stay close throughout the operation. It was not much time until the potassium mixture was infused and the heart was sucked out of spirit. Over the next two hours, my mind and body were stretched to their limits. Despite being captivated by the precision with which the staff manipulated the grafts with the coronary arteries, I wasn't able to break the countless thoughts and apprehensions that riddled my head. As the blood was re-pumped into the heart, the flat line on

Writing is on the top of the communication list in my opinion. If you are teaching or mentoring a student, co-worker or family member, it is important to be a strong communicator. Currently at work, I am mentoring a new employee and have found over the past few months my writing skills have improved. I have always seen myself as an exceptional writer but have not always written very well. The reason for this, is my self-confidence and desire to do a better job next time. For me, it is not a setback if one of my writings is not up to the reader’s standard, it is a learning

I found this narrative interesting because I can relate to the speaker. We were both raised in religious families and read the Bible when we were young. The speaker talked about how reading the King James Version of the Bible helped her to better understand Shakespeare, which is something I strongly believe is true. Listening to her talk about sitting on her couch reading the Bible before she was even in school made me nostalgic of my own childhood. My mom has always been an avid reader who pushed me to read books when I was young. My mom entered me in a summer reading program at our public library every summer; this is one other thing I found that I have in common with the speaker, whose parents encouraged reading. I loved reading when I was

I’ve been called a perfectionist, a procrastinator, a control freak, scatterbrained, a worrywart, and a stress case, not without good reason. I’ve had anxiety issues since I was little, but the growing pressure from middle school to high school really brought out the stress big-time. Throughout elementary school, I received good grades but I acted shy and distracted. I spent lots of time with my nose buried in a book- at home, while shopping, in the car, at other people’s houses, even while crossing the street (which I do not recommend). Fiction, specifically fantasy, was my favorite escape. I’d spend hours attending Hogwarts, discovering Narnia, fighting in the Hunger Games, exploring Fablehaven, and taking on Greek mythological monsters. It was just so much easier and more fun to deal with fictional problems than face reality.

I sat in my room paralyzed with anxiousness. Mr. Chappuis had told us the grades would be in by 5:00 pm, but it was already nearing 6 o'clock. I tapped my fingers on the desk more rapidly as my thoughts began to wander to the fear that was in my mind as the test was placed on my desk. I gripped my chair thinking about all the questions I had answered without a clue of the true response. A shock went down my spine as I began to realize the impact this exam would have on my final french grade. The sun’s final rays danced across the sky as I was still focused on refreshing my computer every several seconds. When I could almost no longer bare it, I saw my grade flash up on the screen in large blue print. I could not conceive of what had happened!

I got a rush of excitement after I was called to the office to leave, as any high schooler would, but this time was different. I felt sick as I collected my things and started my way to the office. As I walked in, the secretary was standing behind her desk with a distressed look on her face. It was then that I knew something was horribly wrong. As I approached her she informed me that something had happened to my grandpa and that my aunt would be picking me up shortly to take me to the hospital. She made sure to tell me that he probably wouldn’t make it and that she was very sorry.