Personal Narrative Analysis

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.

Welcome to my outlandish, yet in my opinion, amusing brain! The name presented to me upon birth is Taylor Lee Thompson. Currently, I am suffering through the struggles of junior year at Marion Senior High School. Difficult classes, early mornings, and extracurricular activities have made me an expert in the sport of juggling. The class that has appealed to me the most over the years is Criminal Justice. I found the behind the scenes instruction absolutely riveting! My instructor, Mrs. Hamm, kept me on my toes and I was always learning about crime, criminals, and cases. On the other hand, the class I utterly dread is history. Any and every type of history has always slowly bored me to sleep. I am convinced we are taught the same curriculum

My first international trip was to Germany, when I was 15, in order to spend six weeks with my mom’s family and see some of the famous sites in Germany. I remember when I first landed in Germany and departed the plane, I couldn’t believe where I was and that I was actually in a foreign country (even though I felt it from the ten hour plane ride). I remember looking around at the people who looked so foreign compared to the typical person of Laredo, Texas, and wondering how I would be able to identify my family. But then when I exited the baggage check area, I saw them and I knew it I was not dreaming and that everything in front of me was real. When we got in the car and started leaving Frankfurt to arrive in Riebelsdorf, the village my family lived in, I was looking outside fascinated by the fact that I was actually in a foreign country, even though I was extremely jet-lagged. We passed by a pasture and I saw a cow and I excitedly tapped my cousin’s shoulder asking how to say cow in German, which is Kuh, and learned by first word in Germany. Throughout my visit, I was able to go all over Germany from the Alps and a day in Salzburg, Austria, to Kassel and Frankfurt and was able to experience a variety of German life, from eating delicious bread treats and sausages in the morning with my family to going through a fascinating German

England and America, being the largest melting pots of different cultures in the world, I was exposed and raised to be more open to other lifestyles and traditions. One Thursday evening, the summer before my freshman year, my Mum and Dad broke the news that we were moving to Doha, Qatar in the Middle East due to a job opportunity for my Dad. At the time, I was extremely devastated, but little did I realize that moving halfway across the world would create a lifetime of new experiences for myself.

If this was my introduction, I would change the last sentence in the first paragraph. There are too many "we", so I would integrate the sentence in a "we", or separate the sentence.

Seventeen years ago on a frigid mid-November morning, I came into this world with an opportunity-filled life ahead of me. Throughout my journey, my family has been a warm blanket of guidance and support with my successes and my defeats. They have molded me into a fun-sized bundle of joy with golden-blonde locks and lively green eyes. My childhood memories were filled with the toasty white, sandy beaches of Florida along with the magical world of Disney and scavenger hunt birthday parties that were simply unforgettable.

I’ll start by saying I’m shy. I don’t talk to many people, so it would stand to reason that there aren’t many people who know who I am. And if someone were to ask who I am, I’d give the answer expected of a college student: name and major. But this is writing and it’s 3 in the morning and I already deleted all of the writing I did for the “Trump” prompt, so I’ll let the walls down.

have a passion for business, that makes me an outstanding and fierce competitor for LIVE. My previous experiences from when I joined LIVE Future Leadership Challenge in Grade 11 and 12 gives me an advantage over other contenders. In fact, my team was placed 3rd in Grade 12 as a result of our determination and diligence.

When I was younger, my passion was riding and horses. I became interested in horses after my mom took me to the stable to see her friend’s horse. Soon after that, I started riding lesson in that particular stable, at the time I was around seven years old. It was not long after beginner’s course that I had to quit, because the distance between the stable and my home was quite long, and my parents did not have time to take me there. After a while we found a stable near my father’s house and I started to go there almost every time I visited him which happened on weekends.

Think about your favorite place, everyone has one. Whether it’s sitting in your bedroom covered in blankets, in the woods on a hike, or with all your friends at a party, everyone has a place that they go whenever the opportunity presents itself. For me, now, it’s downtown Chicago. If you would’ve asked me that question a few years ago, it would’ve probably been somewhere close to home. That was before I realized how much I loved traveling, and how much I loved being places that were different from what I was used to. But if I wouldn’t have traveled like I have, I would’ve never known.

As we sat around the table draped in burlap to mimic the infamous movie Footloose, we waited impatiently for the cart of senior letters to come our way; the agitation of when they were going to be distributed was apparent in all of the students’ faces. We were served a hardy Chick-fil-A breakfast, entertained by a skit put on by the faculty and staff and were awaiting the tear-filled happiness of reading letters our classmates had written to us. For my senior letters, I simply printed photos that captured the essence of the friendship shared between myself and the addressed friend. Included on the back was a short, cute note recalling memories that we had shared and endless laughs that resulted in tummy aches. I didn’t really see the importance

Is what a person sees and experiences really the measurement of an enjoyable summer, or is it the person that sees and experiences with you what really matters? It was the summer of 2014 when my mother, grandma, and I went on our annual week long summer trip to the condo in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. My grandpa was 70 years old at the time and able to take care of himself, he never liked to travel with us to the condo. For the many years, we have traveled to the condo, my grandpa would stay home, and my grandma would call him every few hours to check on him. It was our second day on vacation at around 12:00 pm and my grandma called my grandpa like usual, but there was no answer. We called my cousin to go check on him at the house.

When you upload a video to Youtube, Google attempts to transcribe the speech into subtitles, usually with comedic consequences. I am able to add the correct subtitles at the correct times of the videos.