Personal Narrative Analysis

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.

For as long as I can remember I have struggled with anxiety, I have been told countlessly to stop overthinking and worrying. Until recently I thought my this was a strength, that worrying would help me prepare. At snowboard state championships I realized that I needed to overcome this challenge, this has changed my outlook my own fear ever since.

For many, their formative years have a large influence on who they become as adults. This can happen in many different ways including new experiences, discovering a new sport or hobby, and uncovering what they are passionate about. For me, this was falling in love with a new language from a very young age and becoming very interested in the culture that was associated with it.

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.

Individuals are shaped by their experiences throughout life. Some have more incredibly positive experiences, such as winning the lottery multiple times. While others have more negative experiences, like continued death in a family. I have had to face and overcome being abandoned by both of my biological parents. As a younger child, this had a great effect on me, but now as I am preparing to enter the real world, I am not phased; I realized the reason was nothing to do with me, it was not my fault.

A reoccurring circumstance in my life that I have been apart of for the last couple of years is competing on a cross-country team. For me, running is both exercise and a metaphor. Running day after day, piling up the races, bit-by-bit I raise the bar, and by clearing each level I elevate myself. At least that’s why I’ve put in the effort day after day: to raise my own level. Racing for me hasn’t always been this crystal clear. When I first started running there were the wind sprints, suicides, mile runs, max-out days, and the months of conditioning that made me wonder why as athletes we keep giving a 110 percent day in and day out.

“I’m the one that’s got to die when I have to die so let me live life the way that I want to.” (Jimi Hendrix). This quote inspired me to do everything that I do to the fullest because life is short. This quote is a great quote because it sums my entire life up in under 25 words. I am writing this letter so that I will be able to help you get to know me as a student and as a friend better. I can’t wait to start this school year off so that I can learn how to do so many different things and help me in areas that I need help on.

As I become aware of the different issues that are happening in Puerto Rico and the rest of the world, I realize the duty we all have to be part of the solution; as a result, this summer I dedicated some of my time to community service. Even though, I had participated in some causes with my school, it was not until this summer that I discovered how rewarding it is to help others. I volunteered in the Food Bank of Puerto Rico (Feeding America), the American Red Cross and Puerto Rico Therapy Dogs. Each of the causes is special in their own way and I really enjoyed working with them.

Imagine having the christmas spirit Then breaking a bone! I broke my arm two years ago two weeks from christmas.

I took voice lessons when I was ten; something I had always wanted to do, but had never tried. I wanted to be like Carrie Underwood, writing hit songs, making tons of money, and getting into all kinds of trouble with “cowboy casanovas”. Although singing was something I’d always wanted to do, I was afraid of being substandard, so I kept talking my parents out of it. Finally, my mom dragged me to the class and I was extremely nervous, I was shaking harder than Taylor Swift in her new music video. My mother’s assurance that I was a great singer and that the instructor would love me proved to be a poor buffer against my fears.

I’ve been looking forward to summer since the first day of school started. Throughout the whole 7th grade school year i’ve been wondering what my family are going to do during the summer. I was happy when school was almost over, but then I got the news. I have summer school, and it was because I have two D’s. Plus the principal told me it was summer school or getting held back and flunking 7th grade. When i got home to tell my mom she said that's sad because my cousins are planning to go to Six Flags Magic Mountain during a weekday during the summer. I had to tell them I can't go and they said ok.

It was a late October day in 2002 and it was cold. Colder than usual during the fall. i was so hungry. I didn’t eat for days and the thought of food made my mouth water. i was sitting outside with my big brother Dillon. The sensory of my surroundings was not good. Trash filled our yard and the stench from the trash made it hard the breath. Everything was filled with neglect.

There are few people in this world who can say they are the oldest of nine kids, have ADHD and a 4.1 GPA, or live on a small farm with animals. I, however, embody all of these extraordinary traits, even in addition to left-handedness and extreme far-sightedness! How is that for recessive genes? Yet I believe that my uniqueness, more importantly, has shaped me with strong character and fortitude.

I was born on June 13th, 2000 in Edmonton, Alberta. Although there are no interesting stories about my actual birth per-say, (2) There is the fact that when I was younger I would tell anyone I came across that I was born on Friday the 13th in an attempt to seem ‘edgier’, although I was actually born on a Tuesday. (3) My earliest memories are always just fleeting, moving snapshots of random events, such as running down the hallways of the hospital on the day my brother was born, or looking out my bedroom window at my former house. Interestingly though, many of my early memories are not in first person, I often see my younger self doing things instead of doing them myself. (4) I strongly consider my parents to be the biggest influence on