Personal Narrative: Change In My Community

In metropolitan urban communities, plagued with economic hardships, social injustice, and violence, rising out of those communities is glorified as the greatest achievement one could earn. In fact, most of my family members and peers congratulated me for being accepted into UNC-Chapel Hill with phrases like, “you made it” and “it’s over.” But, I knew different. I was well aware that attending UNC-Chapel Hill, the first public and most prestigious university in NC would be substantially different than the conditions of my hometown. No longer was I around the likes of my melanin, socioeconomic status, or cultural background, and adjustment proved to be difficult. During my first year a UNC, I endured social isolation, homesickness, academic hardship,

I was raised in the great, small community known as Tigard. I love my community, the schools, the people, and the opportunities. Coming from a background of low income, my family and I were in a constant need of food, clothes, and home goods. I was lucky enough to have a great community with churches and even neighbors who were always willing to extend a hand and guide my family throughout our experiences. I have my community to thank for my childhood.

On another task to look at the community, we had to broaden our world. Instead of going around and interviewing professors, we have to interview people in and around the Durant area. We got a list and had to pick from that list. I was hoping that someone from the Church would be on the list. Looking over it, no name sounded familiar. However, one person in our group knew someone on the list, which gave us a leg to stand on. Our chosen person was located in Calera, and went by the name Samuel Sanchez.

Community has a very strong positive connotation attached to it. A community bonds together when one falls. The true reliance an individual has with their own community runs deeper than any explanation can explain. It is because so many people often forget this connection, that I have taken the most drastic measures to immerse myself with my whole faction. The easiest yet most beneficial involvement that I have had with my community is through tutoring. Teaching a child, or even an adult, makes each individual in the population a stronger contributor to society. As one who struggles with family finances, I cannot put a price on knowledge.The payment of my tutoring is in the brightening faces of those individuals that see the connection.

Fifty years ago something major happened. One day people woke up to a world without adults. It was pure chaos. People were killing each other, burning building, stealing, and starving. After a week of violence people who were in hiding trying to survive came together and wanted to create a safe environment. The leader of the group was Yazer. He was very tall and muscular. Yazer’s jet black hair and piercing grey eyes intimidated everyone. He was appointed to lead the new society. They group of five hundred went on a month long hike to the depths of a place formerly known as Kentucky. There they made a few buildings and farms began their society. At that time Yazer was fifteen. After two years of the society being up and running beautiful building and farms similar to those seen in ancient

My diverse background allows me to see both sides of the spectrum. One day I live in the suburbs of the city that I live in. I see old white males in drive around in their corvettes and think about what it would be like to have one of my own. Another day I see poverty. I see urban areas. I see what it’s like to not have anything. I see the quality of life that the people in the suburbs would not have the experience of living in.

Joining a community that would eventually become a large part of my life was one of my main goals going into highschool. I decided to incorporate choir into my life inside and outside of school. I have been in five different choirs throughout my high school career; however, Bel Canto, the advanced choir I made Junior year, provided me with the most sense of community. I never felt more comfortable with a group of girls than in this choir. Everyone in the choir has been in a chorale program for many years, so we all understood how to interact with and support each other. Every single person significantly contributes to the overall feel of the choir, so it was very important that I did my share. One specific moment where I really felt like I

I was born and raised in a very diverse community in the central parts of New Jersey. Growing up in a diverse area allowed me to learn and interact with individuals of different upbringings than that of my own. My Community consisted people from the West Indies, South America, India, Haiti, Russia, Pakistan, and United States, and more. As I began to enter into adulthood, I can say the Indian culture was very unlike anything that I've ever known. Religion is a big part of the Indian culture which includes Buddhism, Jainism, and Hinduism. I have always found Buddhism to be a fascinating religion. "In general, Buddhism is a way of finding peace within oneself. It is a religion that helps us find the happiness and contentment we seek. Buddhists

In the beginning, I went to the center to take the blue teams flag. I decided to change my team to the red side. I made sure the blue side wouldn't win. I saw a guy named 05Ninja05.

In this week’s discussion forum, the topic is dealing with change. Consequently, the older I have become, I have learned to accept the facts that changes will come and it's often necessary for growth, healing notwithstanding, for forthcoming success. When the demand for changes arrives in the professional world, I really don’t have any problems dealing with changes, because of my earlier, educational background in Human Services, I have identified and accepted my core purpose as being an agent of change. Accordingly, upon graduation, I was empowered with the vision and drive that lead me to believe that ‘I MUST BE THE CHANGE’ that I wish to see in this world, per Gandhi. Nevertheless, when I work in the corporate world, giving an order, or following one, is a mandate, and compliance of my work practices and responsibly.

this point my body was exhausted and my energy felt like it had been sucked out of me. I kept trying to talk back to the crew members when I was questioned about anything. At first I could hear myself completely sounding fine responded to a question but I kept getting weird looks from the crew. They asked me "What's wrong, you aren't making words out." This started to scare me so I kept trying to talk then I could realize I wasn't forming words and my mouth was also not moving with the pace I was used to. I started to freak out because I could only communicate with myself at this time and all I could do was yell at myself for not stoping this before. I kept going but then the shaking started. This affected all of my actions because I couldn't act like a shark attack victim who was unconscious while shaking. I tried to stop it but it got the point where it was uncontrollable.

I have contributed to the Key Communities values by getting to know people in my cluster, I learned that we all came from different backgrounds. I am from a community that is not diverse and surrounded with people that had the same type of perspective on political, economic, etc. views and coming to Key was completely different. I learned that not everyone in Key had the same perspectives as me so I learned to understand where they are coming from and that it is OK to have different perspectives. It did not mean I disliked that person, I just learned that because Key is very diverse that we would be bringing different things to the table. As a cluster, we worked on a service project that we made breakfast for homeless people in Old Town. It

To some, growing up in a small community may seem like a disadvantage due to the lack of diversity and potential experiences, but it has instead helped me develop a sense personal morality and my own belief system. Having lived in the same area my whole life, I have faced the risk of only hearing one viewpoint or side of an argument; however, my awareness of this challenge has helped me learn to question opinions rather than conform to the voice of the majority. These and other factors of my hometown have made me the person I am today.

Growing up in an impoverished neighborhood led to my mother's decision of placing me in a charter school so that I would be able to receive the best education that I possibly could, regardless of the neighborhood that I inevitably grew up in. Although grateful to have received this opportunity that many others in my neighborhood did not, the lengthy 10 hour school day made it difficult for me to be involved in community activities as I would have wanted to be. Incidentally, I managed to become involved in my community to the best of my abilities, but would have wanted to be able to contribute much more. Also, over the last two years I have been dealing with severe depression and anxiety. If I weren't to verbally tell anyone, many would not

I would change my community so that we waste less food. Currently, many food sellers have strict rules in place which result in perfectly edible food being thrown out. I have frequently seen cafeteria workers at my school take away hot meals from students with insufficient funds, resulting in hungry students and fuller landfills. On a visit to Walmart recently, I watched customer service workers refund a consumer for returned, unopened food, and then promptly mark the goods as waste. After closing, restaurants will dispose of their unsold daily goods in garbage. I believe our community needs to stop feeding maggots and landfills and start feeding the