Personal Narrative: Becoming President Of The United States

I voted for Donald Trump. Before that, I voted for Senator John McCain. So, I have been voting Republican in recent presidential elections. My parents were Republican voters and I voted Republican until I left home and joined the military. I vote for the nominee I think should be president and not as a staunch party supporter. I research the issues of all the nominees to be fair. I voted Democrat in 1980 because I researched the issues of both parties. But, my information was biased from the mostly Democrat party information available to me. When I was preparing to vote in the 1980 election I wanted to start with all the facts and get the views of both the Republican and Democrat parties.

My weight never once had a part in any of these life decisions. We are now currently in the spring semester of my first year of college and I am finally realizing something. My weight is not a reflection of my mood. Ten year old me would have never believed that the word “obese” was not the worst word she would or could be called in her lifetime. Twelve year old me would have never guessed that a girl her size could get a boy a zillion times better than Austin, a boy named Travis who tells her he loves her every chance he gets. Sixteen year old me only assumed that the weight loss that she had lost was only the product of a sport that she no longer played, but now she is under the goal that she had set for herself when she was at her worst and is still working towards losing more. I am currently eighteen and I have learned two things. Everyone’s thighs jiggle when they run and that assuming things about the future does make an ass out of you and me. I still binge on fast food sometimes, and say hateful things to myself in the mirror too. I am only human. My diet is also healthier; I exercise frequently, and try to smile more often. Although my weight is still something I believe I could work on, it is no longer in control of how I feel. I am, and that's just a bittersweet

I am really glad to hear that you are the Republican nominee for president. I believe that you are exactly what we need to “Make America Great Again.” My family and I thoroughly enjoyed listening to you and your family speak at the Republican Convention.

Theodore Roosevelt once said, “Patriotism means to stand by the country. It does not mean to stand by the president or any other public official, save exactly to the degree in which he himself stands by the country. It is patriotic to support him insofar as he efficiently serves the country. It is unpatriotic not to oppose him to the exact extent that by inefficiency or otherwise he fails in his duty to stand by the country. In either event, it is unpatriotic not to tell the truth, whether about the president or anyone else.”

America’s gift to my generation is amazing because veterans have used all their potential for us. They fought for us to be alive right now. Their gift to us is much more than I expected. I am so thankful and I appreciate all they have done for us.

In class we watched a video over a very opinionated male who explained the reason why America is not great. I have a lot of respect for this man and I think that he brought up some extremely valid points that I have never thought about. What I mainly want to touch on is the fact that he accused my generation of being apathetic. He basic says that we could care less and are lazy good for nothings. The best response I can think of is, look at who raised us. Now, I am not saying that it is entirely our parents fault or their parents fault for the reason why teenagers do not care about school, grades, or the world. I am just saying that it is unfair to put the entire blame on my generation saying that we are the reason why the America is not great. He makes it seem that as soon as my

When I was at the very innocent age of three, my parents decided to immigrate to the United States from Bolivia. We moved to Pasadena, TX, in hopes of pursuing the American dream. Growing up, my neighborhood was not the best environment to raise a family, however, this environment shaped me into the person I am today. My parents initially made the decision to move because my father got a job offer that was too good to decline. We were promised a house in a nice neighborhood as well as jobs for both of my parents. When we arrived after a 13-hour flight, all of the promises along with our hopes were shattered. We were taken to lower-income apartments in the middle of a sketchy neighborhood. My father’s promised job was on the night shift as a

I grew up in what I thought was a pretty typical suburban American family. I was always taught to pray, respect my family, and love my county. It was never a real question of what I wanted to do when I graduated high school. The Marines was the only option for me. Remembering that fateful day in September of 2001, I would have it no other way. I always held a grudge. A grudge against someone that didn’t have a name or a face. In my ignorance I believed that it was everyone over in Iraq or Afghanistan who would do my country harm. It would be through the Marine Corps that I would learn the truth. No matter where you are from, what religion you follow, where you stand on the social latter, we are all the same.

Some people may be confused in what responsibility even means. Does it mean be nice, make good decisions, and do what you're told? I've been taught many responsibilities throughout my life and the most important one is to try my hardest to walk in the light of Jesus. To do this I try to learn from my mistakes, treat others the way I want to be treated. Whenever I get the opportunity I bring God into the subject to try to show every one what a loving and caring father he his no matter how many mistakes you've made. I want people to know that no matter what they do or say to me, I will never deny my beliefs for God I will always shine my light and try to impact as many lives as I can. We are one Nation under God and I believe that's our responsibility to keep it that way.

It’s been 2 years, 35 days and 22 minutes, and I’m still peeking through the dismal, damped window to just have a look at my family. Though years have passed but I still see my mother stepping out of the door every morning with the hope that her daughter Selina Dimp, would arrive. If only she knew that our separation would result to her survival, the urge and temptation to step in my house, smell the aroma of my ever favorite lasagna, tease little Jason and be in the arms of my mother has grown extremely more. No matter how many years have passed but the plague is still out there on our streets, infecting every person I love , my own brother and my entire Nation. As always, the newsboard flashes “The Republic of America war against the Democratic of America is still in progress” , the same old news by the government but for the first time it shows something that gives me a leap of faith for a second. The

On October 27, 1858, I was born in New York City. I was very fortunate to be born into a wealthy and well off family, but I was not as lucky with my health. As a young child I was very weak and constantly ill. By the time I was a teenager, I was tired of being of being frail, and began doing gymnastics and weightlifting to build up my strength.

I told myself that and then my brain thought that oh you’re doing well why not have this donut or this candy bar and I did. The next two weeks were rough. I got down to about 107 and before we left for cedar falls I woke up early that morning and got a run in and couldn’t get the weight off. When we left for cedar falls I was about three pounds over. When we got to Cedar Falls I don’t remember what I weighed exactly but I do remember running in the parking lot of the hotel we were staying at before we went to weigh-ins. I had been running for about 15-20 min and my dad brought me back to the room and we made a homemade sauna in the bathroom. When we left for weigh ins I had no clue what I weighed. When we got to weigh ins I got on the check scale before I officially weighed in, when I stepped on it bounced back and forth between 105.1 and 105.0. I went to weigh in and I stepped on the scale and weighed in at 105 on the dot. The decision to cut down to 105 led to many other decisions that weren’t so good, but were good learning situations. By the end of eighth grade I had placed fifth at the state tournament and had been asked to be on the middle school national dual team. At the state tournament I wrestled 115 and was weighing 120ish. For national duals I had to make 115 again and this was two months later and I was weighing almost 130 pounds. This time we started the cut earlier and the time

If I had a million dollars, I might take a three month vacation around the world.

America’s greatest gifts to my generation in my thoughts, are freedom, internet access, and jobs.These are only some of the things that this generation are available to.We have been given the opportunities that people would have wished to have.Even so, some people take those chances, and abuse them.Here is why I chose these three opportunities.

All the women in my family, myself included, love the Rob Reiner film American President (the one where Michael Douglas is the president and falls for Annette Benning) to the point where my mother and two aunts can quote the whole thing without missing a beat. While I’m not quite on their level yet, one quote that I can always jump in on is: “We have serious problems to solve, and we need serious people to solve them.” I want to be one of those people—a relentless problem solver with new, creative and innovative ideas to make the world around me a more connected place. And that’s why I’d flourish at Eugene Lang, as well as contribute to the driven and dynamic student body of artists and innovators that attend the school. I hope to become