Personal Narrative: Communication With Helen's Son In Law

It was a beautiful day on Lake Erie with the lake’s misty wind sprinkling on my face as we drove out to the middle of the water to anchor. I was with my immediate family, my Aunt Ronni, Uncle Tim, and cousins from both sides of the family. All 10 of us were on my mom and dad’s boat, having fun swimming in the cool water and having the sun’s rays make our skin have a sun-kissed glow. All of the cousins were divided into two groups: the younger kid including my sister Josie and my two cousins Sadie and Hailey, and the older kids consisting of me and my cousins Kendall and Casey. Both groups were jumping in three at a time until we noticed Hailey, the youngest out of all the cousins, was refusing to jump in.

The relationship between the narrator and his wife was acrimonious at best. He does not care enough for her to be nice to a house guest who is a friend of hers as evidenced by his comment “I wasn’t enthusiastic about his visit. He was no one I knew. And his being blind bothered me.” (Carver, 1983, p.2679). In point of fact he seems to be a jerk overall with his comment about the man being blind. I have always believed prejudice is based in ignorance and I think this is a perfect example. He is bothered by a blind man and freely admits to not having any blind friends. He is afraid of what he does not know and of someone who is different. The wife’s comments back to him also divulge a sourness towards their relationship. He writes “My wife looked at me with irritation” (Carver, 1983, p.2683) and “My wife gave me a savage look” (Carver, 1983, p.2679) bolstering the conclusion made with the narrators comments above.

*disclaimer: bare with me... the next 5 chapters are crap because i wrote them over a year ago...chapter 19 will be the start of some great shit*

As high school freshmen, most kids do not get very excited about walking into their College Preparatory Biology class, but I sure did! Everyday I looked forward to Mrs. Wilson's 3rd period biology lesson because she never disappointed. Mrs. Wilson was a special kind of teacher, she was the type to turn boring lectures into a captivating learning tale and had the gift of making tests enjoyable with her creative illustrations. Yes, you read that right, I enjoyed her tests. One day, Mrs. Wilson presented us with a demanding project; “Okay class, I am challenging you to create the BEST “Bunnimoose.” she announced. As we sat there with puzzled faces, she went further into explanation.

When I was in my sophomore year of high school, I had a music teacher named Ms. Valentine who taught vocal and piano classes. Ms. Valentine was known as the “mean dad” of the vocal department, because she oddly reminded everyone of a dad instead of a mother, I know it’s weird. She never took the phrase I can’t from a student, and she would never put up with anyone’s bullshit. She believed there was no such thing as “I can’t”. I had the pleasure of having Ms. Valentine as my choir director, sadly. Ms. Valentine was known for assigning students to critique boring plays and concerts.

If I told you I was scared to death to start seventh grade language arts class, it would have been an understatement. Was Mrs. Kellor really the meanest teacher ever? I was absolutely terrified to find out.

My bare feet slap against the smooth, cold floor as I graze my hand across the fractures of the dark gray walls. Patients walk around me with nurses scolding them like monstrous mothers. Compared to all the psychos in here, I seem to be an angel. I never talk back, I always listen, I do what they say. Nurse Helen even said I may be released in a month's time. The workers don’t understand why I was sent here, and neither do I for that matter. I can ignore his voice, I can reject his advances on my mind, I...

Skipping steps is unacceptable in the Henry family. My family includes many successful leaders. My brother Shawn is enrolled in the honors program of Lehigh for Engineering. My brother Josh takes classes at a local school while juggling two part time jobs. My brother Jason takes night classes at West Chester University for his Masters. My Father is a Chemical Engineer at Arkema, leading groups for research and testing. My mother is a supports coordinator for the county, helping those who need support for people with physical or mental disabilities. None of them skipped steps to reach the level they are at today, and I aspire to be just like them.

One sunny morning, Elizabeth and Bob were walking along a trail in Hollywood. They came upon a horse eating apples, so they paused to watch. Bob got bored and continued walking leaving Elizabeth behind. In the distance a loud thud was heard. Elizabeth raced towards the sound, only find Bob at the bottom of a 20 mile deep well, unharmed. Elizabeth tied the rope to her and jumped. The rope snapped, causing her to fall 19 more miles to the bottom. When she landed she hit a small trampoline, so she was unharmed as well. The two had to get out before the new episode of ISnarly aired in 20 days! They began climbing and fished the day 3 miles up the well. Over night the rain caused them to slip down 2 miles. This happened every day. How many days will it take Elizabeth and Bob to get out of the well?

Meet Helen, her story began 7 year ago when she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Before the disease she was like every stereotypical grandmother, but once she began to develop the disease she would forget words, names and misplaced things. For the next six years she slowly declined and started to act younger and forget even more things. After the disease became too much for my grandfather to handle alone she was admitted into a facility to further her care. While in the facility she became angry, confused and sometimes didn't even remember her name. After almost a year in the facility she was placed into hospice. Hospice provided her with easier access to medications and care twenty-four hours a day. After only a week in hospice she heavily

“AHHH!” me Sienna, Lauren, Laney, and a couple of other friends screamed as we dropped the first drop on the tornado. No not the natural disaster tornado, the ride at strikers grove. We were at strickers grove for the school carnival. Brrrrrvvveee we took a sharp turn on the roller coaster. Smack the tornado took a painful drop. Puff it finally came to a stop. We jumped of the tornado and ran down the steep tramp and pushed through the door. “What ride should we ride next?” Sienna asked. “Hmm, let’s ride the electric rainbow!” Whitley exclaimed.

Jessica, you made some very good points. If Carrie met with Helen and explained the different types of evaluations and how each are rated, it would help Helen have a better understanding of the performance appraisal evaluation. Also, based on Helen's previous supervisor, who had more time to view her performance, I agree, perhaps, Carrie probably did not have enough time the do a thorough evaluation of Helen and will the next time around.

Late one afternoon in a small village of Northern Vietnam ,Gilbert is sitting in a soothy kitchen fire with a number of local women which language is she didn’t understand,and trying to ask question about marriage .

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I can’t believe that Aunt Lisa is dead, and it’s because of me. Lauren only wanted to take Matthew and I, and because poor Aunt Lisa loves us and got involved Lauren killed her. These past few days that I’ve spent with Aunt Lisa and Lauren, they have shown me nothing but love and hospitality. I looked up to them, I thought that they were the perfect example of how twins should be. In a way I was jealous of them, Matthew and I aren’t close, and when we do talk, all he does is either try to pick a fight or make fun of me. However despite, how many times I say I hate my brother, at the end of the day he is still my brother and I love him. I would never stoop as low as Lauren and kill him for my own benefit.