Personal Narrative: Do-Now

Over my years of school, one big influence on me has always been sports. Ever since a young age, I have always enjoyed playing and watching sports. In my four years in high school, I have fell in love with the sport of lacrosse.

"Maya," Ash called out for her in a whisper from the other side of the room. She paced herself over being careful not to step on anything. Ash handed her the torch pointing his finger to a box located on the top shelf. The words had faded away over time but Maya's

“Cause I got me some mad ninja skillz!” I giggled. I don’t giggle like a girly girl, but it’s weird to call it a chuckle. So giggle is the only word--it’s not full out laughter, a snicker, or a snort. So it’s a

Have you ever been so desperate for something that you modify your motive in its entirety? Throughout my life I’ve found myself placed in this frightening situation multiple times; the most confusing of which would be what I’ve endured this year. People in their 20s have it rough. We’re old enough to feel like we’re supposed to know what we’re doing, yet young enough to roll in the tide aimlessly and clueless and it still be acceptable. Then there’s those of us who believe we’ve got it all figured out only to be proven tremendously wrong. I have learned, however, that being tremendously wrong can lead you right where you need to be.

The bell rang, and Mrs. Heath called, “Turn in your textbooks!” Vanessa looked at the clock, signaling the end of the period. As she turned her book in, Mrs. Heath told her, “Hopefully tomorrow you won’t be as incompetent.” Vanessa ignored her and walked out of the class to hear a crash behind her. The old clock had finally fallen and shattered. About time, she thought. As she walked into the crowded halls she was almost immediately shoved against the lockers. Her books fell out of her hands and she crashed onto the

It was just like every other day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping playing their songs in harmony. I was at the station drinking my coffee.

“Who thought the baptism water would be as cold as an ice bath?” Much like anyone growing up in Las Vegas, or otherwise known as “Sin City,” we have always been surrounded by people from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Those people are commonly known as “Mormons.” Boy, let me tell you, there are Mormons everywhere in Vegas! There was always something about them that made me interested. There was a light as bright as the sun that always shined from them. They always had a smile on their face, from ear to ear and once you start talking to them I found that they are the nicest people. I then got to know and started hanging out with the Mormons. I then became interested with the religion aspect.

culture. As a business student, I am no less influenced by money than the next

Fear spikes through me but I brush it off. Gently clearing my paper filled desk, I sit down in my chair. My fingers fumble through the piles as I try to find my computer’s keyboard. Finally, it

Have you ever been so desperate for something that you redevelop your motive in its entirety? Throughout my life I’ve found myself placed in this frightening situation multiple times; the most confusing of which would be what I’ve endured this year. People in their 20s have it rough anyway. We’re old enough to feel like we’re supposed to know what we’re doing, yet young enough to be clueless and it still be acceptable; then there’s those of us who think we’ve got it all figured out only to be proven tremendously wrong. I have learned, however, that being tremendously wrong can lead you right where you need to be.

Veterans are people who were willing to make a difference when no one else could or would. They left their families and set everything aside to serve their country despite an immense amount of difficulty and pain. Not only did veterans selflessly offer their service, but they also went through unspeakable experiences that permanently shaped them as a person. My aunt, Darrean Ziemski, is one of these veterans who sacrificed so much when she felt like she had so little. Always a strong role model to me, she has inspired me throughout my life. I have heard her story about her service in the Army before, but it never grows old because her sacrifice is timeless.

In 2008, I was given an opportunity to learn about a whole new culture. My family had recently moved from India,and we were new to the American concepts. The Mardi Gras Parade was approaching. My uncle decided that it would be a great idea for our whole family to go see the parade to get settled in America. My family and I were greatly thrilled and accepted the offer without hesitation.

I was on old trusty 15 the bus that I’d ridden since 3rd grade, and we were just outside of manchester nearing a little girl’s house. I was sitting on the right side of the bus staring out the window bored from nothing to do. Then I saw a green John Deere combine sitting in an empty field just past an intersection that we were about to cross, but then I looked to the right road and I saw it. An SUV barreling directly at us and I knew that we were about to be in a crash. Then BAM! the SUV slammed right into us and the impact smashed my head into the window. I woke up to the terrifying moans of the little kids wanting their parents. I was wedged between two seats and whenever I moved my head I felt a sudden pain in my neck. I got up slow and

Mom and I packed up our things and headed to our shiny white 1964 Ford Mustang car. Just the thought of the car, remembering when my dad first picked it out got me more excited. Mom and I are headed to the airport almost two hours away to pick him up because he just went over to Vietnam almost eight months ago. Thoughts raced in my head. I did not know how I would talk to him since I have not seen him in so long! Should I tell him about my new best friend, my great grades in school or the fact that my second-grade teacher even recommended that I skip third grade? There was so many feelings that rushed in my head on that car ride to the airport. Little did I know that everything would soon change.

On a normal,sunny day after school school,I hopped off of the yellow-orange school bus and walked home.When I got to my house ,my parents greeted me and then said,”Mia,we have to move in about three months.”My heart dropped like an apple from a tree.I was filled with dejection.