Personal Narrative: Changing My Time At The Same Time

August 15th was so memorable for me because it was the day I gave my daughter up for adoption. It was one long and hard process for me to go through, but I knew it was for the best. I needed someone who could give my child the stability and maturity that I knew I couldn't provide at the time. It took me a few weeks, but out of the 5 couples I interviewed, I finally decided to go with a couple named Glen and Lisa to be the proud parents of my baby girl. They had been trying to concieve for the last 8 and a half years, but none of the available treatments seemed to work for them. I chose Glen and Lisa because they had this upbeat energy about them. They were always smiling and being positive, even when the worse situations occured. They were also very well respected throughout their community, and didn't hesitate to help out at shelters, donate anything and everything they could get their hands on, and even volunteer at the community center after school to help kids with their studies. They are inspirational people if

I’m sitting within my petite Barbie dollhouse when suddenly I hear a slam at the door. I immediately stand up from my pink chair and sprint to the front of the house; it’s my older sister who has arrived from elementary school. From the second she would step foot in the house I would yell at her, “It’s time to read!” after a few eye rolls she would finally squat beside me and read a Dr. Seuss book. The way the words would just roll off her tongue so smoothly made English look so effortless, however, when she handed me the book for me to read I didn’t know where to begin, all that came out of my mouth was gibberish. I would make up my own words, not even knowing what they meant but for some reason, it was satisfying. As I continued to

I worked on assignments a little bit at time, and attempted to start them as soon as the module was unblocked.

I was in second grade and we were at the library. I had some extra time because my sister was playing in the ship that I thought I was too good for. I wandering in the nonfiction section and I found the shelves filled with books about countries. I was excited and decided to check out thirteen. We were in the car driving to Vermont and I was reading one of them. I was “really bored” because I had accidentally checked out a book from the “wrong publisher.” (Now I realize it was probably just the different names for the same company over time.) I finished about an hour before we arrived and so I was excited that I could read something else.

I made my living, betting on races. I spent the last few years on my computer analysing the common traits that winning horses displayed. This had enabled me to win millions of dollars from betting. I kept this secret to everyone, as I didn’t need anyone else to steal my idea. It built me up, to what I am today. I was a wealthy landlord, one that owns acres of land across Australia. Until that day, Tuesday the 3rd of November 2015, The Melbourne Cup. On that day, a day I thought that would have been routine, but turned out anything but the word. A rival of mine, had bet all of his belongings on a particular horse, he challenged me to do the same, I, oblivious to the fact that he was in talks with the owner of the company, and didn’t actually bet anything, bet everything as well. My houses, all my cars, my land, everything I owned. I was so confident with the software that I made, that I thought I couldn’t lose. What I didn't know was that my laptop was being tampered with as we were speaking. As the race commenced, my bet placed. I watched as the events that would change my life unfold…

One day when at the Sabre meeting, I was told there was a diving meet and volunteered to go. I came to the meet on Friday the 15 to the pool late at night when I assumed I would get busy. But I wasn’t. Though there were about 6 schools at the meet, it was only the dive teams from those schools. And since there was only one diving board at our pool, things took a while. Instead of leaving and coming back later when I was needed to take photos of our one FUMA diver, I stayed to watch the sport, as I have never spectated a dive meet before. As I continued to watch the sport over a long period of time, I realized the intensity of the sport. The way the sport works is that you will be asked to perform a certain dive

headed into the last period, tension grew with in the crowd and players on the

When I was younger, I was very confident. (I still am to this day.) I used to speak my mind and tell people what I thought, (It often drove people away.) I used to talk to people about what I saw, What I knew, And teach them too.

This is what came to my mind when my mom announced to our family that she was pregnant. Along with extreme shock and disbelief. It had always been me and my two little brothers, we had our own little family and routine. The beginning was rough and hard to get used to, for all of us. But that soon faded away. We all got used to the idea of having a new sibling, and my excitement really hit when I found out it was a little girl. This news soon became a dream come true.

People take many things for granted that they will never even realize. Like kids take for granted how their life is while they are young and assume it will always be that way, or how people thing they will always live in the same house and then are not prepared to move. Never take what you have for granted is something you always tell yourself, but most of the time other things are on your mind over thinking about what you have while you have it. I was one of those people that didn’t realize what they had till it was gone.

Assembling a time capsule that will contain three of my most priced possession’s is quite exihilarting. However, the three significant items that will be enclosed for years and years will contain personal belongings of myself for other’s to see and connect with. To clarify, the time capsules that I have seen through videos or movies all contain things such as the clothes from that era, newspaper articles, and love letters. However, mine would be a case of CD’s, a video recording, and a binder filled with my journal entries. To clarify, by putting a case of CD’s inside a time capsule is based on what the songs make me feel. It will contain a small sentence in front of the CD and it will say somethiing like, “Music to listen to when you have

On the day of incident, I was told that we had many customers than usual and the cooler was almost empty, so it had to be done in the night. Tragically, while I was stocking up one of the top shelf in the cooler, I backed up without noticing there was an open case of coke, classic longneck cans, on the floor. Mistakenly, I stepped on that open case and fell down on other inventory. After that incident, I sat in the cooler for a few minute to calm myself, and then went to sit in the office. In the result of this incident anything could have happen. For example, if I happen to hit my head, I could have lost consciousness and die in there.

Who knew, moving from one state to another would have such a vast effect on my life and my three children. I will remember that day like it was yesterday, for the rest of my life. It was August 15, 2009. I was twenty nice, on my second marriage and I just had baby number three. My husband called me and said that his visit in Kansas City went well and he had found a job. I thought he was joking. He was going to visit his parents, not look for job. In 2008, the economy took a turn for the worst and he was having trouble finding work in Sacramento. I didn’t understand why he wanted to move so badly. I was entering my seventh year at my employer. I was advancing quickly in my career. I went from answering phones to an Executive. I was making enough to support us and I took our youngest baby to work with me. When he returned to Sacramento, he had a moving truck, and his family. The decision had already been made. I broke the news to my boss and my co-workers. We all cried. Now, it was time for me to tell

August 14, 2003 at 1pm. I wasn’t the star, only for like 2 hours. I wasn’t important, the blackout was. Explains why I don’t like talking to anyone. I personally don’t like my name but in Hmong it means I'm nice. So it's like My nice zoo. I was born on a Thursday. I weighed 8lb and 5oz. In my opinion that's kind of odd. I was 21 ½ inches. My father, Cheng Yang is very bipolar but till this day he is inspirational. My mother, Ong Yang a kind, hard working, and don’t forget persuasive. She said I was a perfectly healthy baby.

Valentine did make it to work on time, and was busy shelving records when her boss walked in.