Personal Narrative: Driving Up To Portland

My names Linn and i’m 24 years old, this morning my husband gave me some horrible and good news. The bad news is that our family is going on the Oregon trail and that means we're leaving Illinois, where I grew up my whole life and our family dog, but the good news he said about going on the Oregon trail is that when we get to our destination we're gonna have a lot more farm land. Today we're gonna try and find a wagon. We went to our friends house to see if the have a wagon we can use and it happens that the do it's a Prairie Schooner and they gave it to us for a lower price than what they wanted it for. We hooked our horse up to the wagon and we were on our way back home. When we got home, we automatically started to pack. My husband James, who is 25 years old

Two years ago I began volunteering at a summer CCD program called Radiant Joy. I didn’t expect much going into it, and I had only volunteered on a whim. My expectations going in were low and I wasn’t expecting the experience to be stellar. Looking back on it today, volunteering there was the best thing I’ve done the past four years. My time spent there has shaped me into who I am today and changed how I think about myself, others, and the world.

It was April of 1999. My family was at home. Children were running outside. The asphalt was burning. Cars rolled up to the entrance of the apartments and BANG. I grew up in Stockton, California. Surprisingly, as a minority, I wasn’t really a minority. There were, in fact, a large and diverse population of Asian-Americans. But, Stockton is not the ideal place to live. It was hot and dry, almost to the point of a drought. Stockton was also ranked as the one of the top 5 most dangerous cities in California. So, having a nice and safe family is kind of difficult. Eventually, my family decided to move to Crescent City, California when my dad retired. It was a world of difference. There were trees, plentiful water, and a nice cool temperature. This

Me and my family decided to move to Oregon all the way from New England I decided to keep a journal for the adventure we have to pack before we leave though my 18 year old son Bernard told us to bring his xylophone and I Charles Marvin Ives wanted

Optometry is the perfect fit that blends my professional goals, my interests in science, and healthcare with individual strengths of compassion, relational service, and leadership. It is affirming when passion meets purpose, and for me, the optometry profession is just that. My passion in life is to serve others and

So Close Yet so Far Riding along the Oregon Trail can be treacherous, risky, and at times perilous. Some aspects that make it so dangerous are: hunger, disease, suicide, a broken wagon, falling out of the wagon and getting run over by the wheels, Indians attacking, and … storms. Believe it or not , storms cause substantial amounts of trouble. I am fortunate enough to say, I, Dahlia Clark, lived to tell about it.

For the past two years I have dedicated one Wednesday a month to going to Ronald McDonald House. While there, my peers and I would cook and serve a dinner for the families staying in the House. I loved the way it felt to give back to these families that had been going though such hard times with their children, so I decided to

January 2015, I moved to Bothell, Washington from Kirkland, Washington. Moving to a new city means moving to a new school. I did not like that idea. I already had a bunch of friends in Kirkland, I couldn't just leave them out of the blue like that. Plus, it was

Driving up to Cooperstown through the gates, I was excited to see the variety of different license plates. Nevada, Texas, North and South Carolina, New York, Tennessee, Ohio, Virginia and many more filled up the parking lots. While driving through and getting directed to my barrack I saw tons

I don't remember how I met you in 1st grade, but I do remember when you used to be taller than me and had braces. I remember asking you what a period (menstrual) was, and the days when we talked about relationships—I mean we still do, haha. I remember going to the Sacramento field trip with you in 4th grade, when we carpooled to the airport at five in the morning and how you were there when I experienced my first time on a plane. I remember seeing Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows together and then getting In-N-Out afterwards. I remember when we both did Beginner and Advanced Strings in 5th grade. I remember having the same cabin as you at 6th grade camp. Going to the Big Bear trip with Ben, Bob and Josh last year and being there when I

James has decided that he is sick of not having enough farmland and that we will start moving our family west to Oregon. We have been farming so close to people, they have basically been on our property. He heard that when we go to Oregon we get 640 acres

The legal birth name given to me by my parents is John Roberts. My house is a one floor ranch style home located in Oak Lawn, Illinois. My home is filled with 4 people; my father, my older sister, my older brother, and myself. My two older siblings are also

Another meaningful experience that sticks out to me is when I regularly volunteered at a children’s homeless shelter in Roxbury, Mass. for two years, and was reminded of the fact that the statistics we hear every day about homelessness are real people – not just numbers. Every child I played alongside,

Join me in this writing to tell you about my first time traveling to Chicago Illinois with my husband. It was an amazing experience, i got to see many things i would've never done before. When we first got there we were scared of the way everyone drove. Next, we visited the Willis tower and the planetarium. Then, the next day we visited the bean and Millenium park, and the navy pier.

Throughout this course, the history of Portland was discussed and I found it extremely interesting. In my high school I took only one class on history our side of my state and it was the simple world history and we never covered the histories of other states within the United States. With in the Hawaiian culture, our history is so important and we study it constantly because we feel that it is information that is crucial to knowing who you are and where you come from. So when I came to Portland and I learned that this state has a history too it surprised me a little because I realized how much we as highschool students were sheltered from the rest of the world and their histories. Though learning the history of Portland and how it became the beautiful city that it is today really was exciting. Learning about all of the events and obstacles a city faces to create such a diverse environment like this is truly humbling and made me appreciate the journey so much more.