Personal Narrative: Dave Pelzer

One time I would spend hours on a page of questions since my mother always tell me to figure out on my own then later on complain about me not telling her the issue before. There were plenty other people that were my mentor in some sort of way. There were also television shows that may have somewhat of mentored me. Television shows and books helped me a better drawer also all of my art and design teacher helped with the process. Through inspiration I wanted to learn more ways of creative drawing and become better at it. I used to be able to draw anime, but I have not been drawing for a long time. Later on I began to try and improve how realistic my drawing can look, so I started out by doing shoes. As I kept on drawing shoes like jordans I got better at it and now all I can draw is shoes. The main way that I learned how to draw was by looking at an image and try to copy it then using that type of style much more often to be good at it. So in some way I mentored myself to become better and better by adding new styles to my drawings then combining them to create an image of my own design. Through most of my life all the mentoring I had was through trial and error to become better than I was

I have many important people in my life that support me in everything that I do, but a good friend of mine has always pushed me to do my best in every situation. Morgan Parcher is like an older sister to me. She helps me with anything imaginable, and is the image of what I want to be. I met Morgan through 4-H. It was my very first year in 4-H and it was her last year. My mom was quite vocal and crazy so Morgan took a liking to my mom. All the kids loved my mother. She was the crazy lady of 4-H. She thought of my mom as her own, and while my mom and her became close so did we. Since we met through 4-H, we both showed horses together and she saw a great potential in me. Morgan was an exceptional horsewoman and rider. She competed on the OIHA

I am grateful for Bella. We both play this game called, township, and she often help me on there. She either give me supplies I requested, or help both of us earn reward in competition. She is also able to makes the game playing experience more enjoyable. In addition, one time, I have only until 15 minutes until my challenge is over. However, I cannot produce the product needed within the timeframe. Bella was there to make a last minute “delivery”.

Over the summer I worked with a friend of my dad’s, Jim Gerhardinger. I have worked with him multiple times before this summer, so he agreed to help me out with my class. Mr. Gerhardinger does wood work, making cabinets, putting in hardwood floor, and small projects, as well as anything else he needs to get done for his job. Though he doesn’t own a company or work for one, he does do jobs for many people, building kitchens and installing them. He works out of a barn behind his house and owns all the tools necessary to complete the tasks he is hired to do. He knew that I had taken an engineering class, but was sure to keep me safe, reminding me before cutting and drilling.

I relate to David story. I was the same way in school, couldn't stay focused, hard to learn. He was lazy and was just trying to get by. Once he got off to college he gave up. Growing up I did a lot of the same things David did. I was always wprried bout how my peers thought of me and I just wanted to fit in so I started falling behind. Did the minimum just to get by, Honestly I was lazy. Only difference is I didn't finish high school. Before senior year even started I was pregnant and couldn't complete. I was so sick it wasnt funny. I went back and got my GED thats the first thing I can say I accomplished. Went to college afterwards and its like history repeated its self. Wasnt focused, was worried about all the wrong things, eventually I dropped

I met with Richard Reisinger in his window office located at the OPUS building in Natomas on Friday, October 22, 2015. Mr. Reisinger is a Business Taxes Administrator III (formerly titled Principle Property Appraiser) for the State Assessed Properties Division (SAPD) of the California State Board of Equalization (BOE). I also met with Dennis Kauffman in the lobby of New City Hall and we walked to Claim Jumper on Wednesday, November 18, 2015. (We both had fish tacos, and they were delicious.) Mr. Kauffman is the Operations Manager for the Department of Finance for the City of Sacramento.

From a very young age, You’d see me sitting down at the coffee table with nothing more than scraps of notebook paper and my trusty crayons. I’d just sit there and let my mind run wild with whatever it was on my mind. At a young age, that wasn’t too hard to do. My folks would always applaud me on my work with such enthusiasm that it sparked a flare inside me. As the years went on, I got more involved through online communities like deviantart. I was exposed to different styles and genres as well as artists. There was this one particular artist that stood out the most to me. He was this Independent artist who went by the name Peter Mohrbacher. Mr. Mohrbacher did these really neat illustrations depicting these other worldly beings. His brilliance

While many people may just see an old crashed truck, I see something that’s been a part of my life. It might look unappealing to others, but this vehicle has served my family for a long time. It has assisted us with many tasks, like using it to go on spectacular camping trips, or helping me understand all about the functions of a car, to driving along the dunes of the Outer Banks to make a trip to the beach trip epic.

Prepare yourself for the most uncommon phrase from a high school student. My family members are my best friends. It’s true, I’ll admit it here and only here, I love my home more than I love anything. Your family shapes your life. Sometimes for the best, sometimes for the worst, but without those influences you would only be a voice in the wind. My father, stepmom, and their strangely adorable baby have shown me logic and love and joy and I believe they have the strongest pull over who I am.

How’s it going man! I hope all is well. Last week I got a call from Chris Franklin. I forwarded the information you provided me on the Driven Group to Chris. He’s a wealth manager and I figured he may have clients interested in an investment opportunity such as the Driven Group.

Standing in the living room I was stunned I don’t know what to do or say for a minute. I was so angry with him for making up this story about a Legend. At the same time it was such a seemingly normal occurrence to him I wasn’t sure if I should be really pissed or just laugh the situation off the way Dave did. I thought about it and realized that was the world I was being initiated into, going to concerts, partying all night, meeting new people, going to bed and doing it all over again.

When I was a kid, I used to draw very well for my age, I was the youngest accepted student in a local art academy I guess because the teacher saw a potential in me. I probably would have a bright future in this field but due to my decision at the time to stop attending those classes, I basically decided to not become skilful. Since then I stopped drawing for a long time and a few years ago this hobby of mine resurrected in a way. My talent, however, had its boundaries and my level is at the exact same place as I left it. If I chose to develop my skills, my natural talent would have helped me to become great at it, maybe even one of the best. I wish I stayed longer and backed up my talent with skill because it is a natural gift I came with but I do not regret my decision to the point that I made a huge mistake because deep down inside I know that this is not my true calling. However, the point is that if you like the talent you have, you need to get

Going far as back as I can remember I have always been fascinated with grabbing a pencil or anything I can get a hold of and start to doodle anywhere which got me into trouble at first, but as time passed my mom would buy me notebooks and lots of them to doodle the hours away on. I can remember spending all day just drawing and painting no matter what it was it would go on a paper if it went from drawing me and my mom in a big house, to just drawing houses and buildings, it would all amuse me. My mom was always there to help me with supplies since I would go through notebooks really fast, and for a single mom with a low income job, she

As a kid, day and night I would draw. I would draw everything, from dinosaurs to cartoon characters like Johnny Bravo. The pencil was my favorite toy, and I couldn’t be kept from it. Even though I would draw the average kid stuff, my favorite things to draw were cities. I would fill papers with different types of structures; skyscrapers, bridges, and houses. It always amazed me to see what I could come up with. There were never limitations and I could build anything I thought of. As I grew up, I lost my love for drawing but never for designing. I love building web pages, using different types of codes. I realized what I loved what going outside the box and never being limited. But the decision to be a civil engineering is recent. When I started college, I thought I wanted to be a businessman. Accounting was the class that changed my mind, I realized it was boring and I didn’t want to stay in an office 24/7. I decided engineering might be the career for me, since I would still be messing with numbers but also be able to use my imagination. My mother was the final push to me changing, she didn’t like my business major and when I told her I was thinking about changing, her face lit up and she said she wanted that all along. I lost 6 credit hours, I was really sad about that but I know it’s going to pay off in the future to change my careers. I don’t think I’m going to change majors again.

The only thing that kept me driven in high school was being able to be creative. I was always drawn to art and music classes, always standing out without ever really thinking about it. One year, I built a 6 foot tall robot with just Styrofoam and held together with No. 2 pencils. One of my favorite teachers, Mrs. Decker said “you’re very good at thinking outside the box.” Something I always struggled to believe. I always had this stigma, that if I could do it than anyone could. I had a hard time believing that I had the capacity to have talent in something. In my junior year of high school, my