Personal Narrative Essay

Music may be the universal language, but those of us who spend our lives with it are expected to know it in depth, from early on. Many composers, whether traditional or experimental, have been steeped in Western classical music from the cradle. That was not the case with me.

I can feel the tension in my muscles as the crowd readies itself for the main event.I prepared myself for the final match through boxing,dodging swings,running laps, inhaling when I hold back a punch and exhaling when I release the force of my punch.Without a doubt Gabriel has trained just as hard as I have and I still cannot beat him,until now.I felt more confident than ever as I walked out into the waiting eyes of the audience.I have climbed over many obstacles to get to the grand finale and I plan on seeing this fight to the end.

In the discussion of the scientist’s role, it is not solely based on the outcome of the future. In order to change the future, scientists must understand the practices of the present. The interesting thing is the field of science is limitless. For the purpose of the scientist’s role to create a better future, natural and human sciences are seen as convincing. In natural science, scientists strive to look for clues and gain insight on the world. From physicists to biologists, they all have the essential role to discover why nature and things interact the way they are. It is basically discovering the tangible and intangible objects in

Hello Mr. Garcia this is Sasha Arcaya id number 0039478 i was in the dance magnet and was going to be a 10th grader First i would like to ask to please hear me out. Around august 21 i switched schools to Southwest Miami senior high school and i deeply deeply deeply regret it. i dont belong in a school like that i am a very classy lady I DON'T act like most girls their, leaving MAS was the worst decision i have ever made in my life! I made my mother cry she hated southwest she thought that i was going to become a bad person. I had all of my friends at MAS when i started southwest the first day i got bulled really badly in mas i was at home. i honestly don't know why i left, i left for the JROTC program in southwest but is that really worth it?

“Break!” the three judges called simultaneously. The two competitors rushed back to their spots anxious to see who had scored the point that time. “Judges call points!” the center judge commanded. At the same time, all three judges raised their red flags in the air giving competitor Will Franken another point. It was the final round in the youth 4th degree black belt sparring competition. These two competitors had won every round they had been thrust into, and now they were battling each other for the gold medal at the Tiger Rock Martial Arts world tournament in Nashville, TN.

Where I want to start telling is the day I broke the family. It was christmas, the happiest time of the year for a teenager, receiving presents -or money- from anyone and everyone. We were at dinner when all D.B could talk about was his crumby book, it’s nice and all but just because he has money doesn’t mean he has to talk about ALL the goddamn time. Tonight I wanted to go to the hamburger joint for dinner tonight but of course D.B wanted to go to this fancy new restaurant so that’s where we ended up going. D.B always gets what he wants, ever since he was a child, he was the kind of kid that every parent and teacher loved, he was so intelligent and courteous and compassionate UGH! What a brown noser. I could not stand to listen to one more minute of my brother D.B’s goddamn successes and accomplishments, blah blah blah, so he wrote a book, a book about a stupid kid and his goldfish, for that he makes money? Any dummy could do that. Half

I sit with my feet crossed in one of the two chairs, holding a Better Home and Gardens magazine to distract me from the sterile views and smells of a medical office. After finding no resolve for my stress in the pages, I glance up and immediately spot what looks like an EXIT sign, but its lettering shouts at me, ¨AUTHORIZED ONLY, MAGNET IS ALWAYS ON. ¨ Then, my vision is caught again, and I look down below the two vast white doors and there lay a massive black rug. It also screams, ¨AUTHORIZED ONLY, THE MAGNET IS ALWAYS ON¨ in the same big, chunky, red font as the sign hanging above. The words cry out to me as if to warn me of what is to come from behind those doors. I look down and twiddle my locker key in my hand anxiously as I wait for the Radiology Technologist to pick me up from the small waiting room.

There once was a salt shaker, named Saltina, who fell in love with a pepper shaker, named Pepprico. The two grew up in a grocery store down town, and began to grow rather fond of each other. Unfortunately, their love was forbidden among the spice world, but they did not care. As they grew closer and closer they decided to elope, and get married at night in the produce isle. The two eventually had an oregano child and named her Baby Spice. They kept their child hidden with their good friend, Herb, who lived in the isle next to them. The family became tired of having to live this secret life, so they decided to run away. Saltina took Baby Spice to a place where Pepprico and his wife could bring the child with them. The three would leave at the busiest store hour, so that way all the

I sat in that cold dark room, getting maybe 2 hours of sleep every now and then but i had no way to tell how long it had been. When i got hungry i would eat the smashed food off the floor. When i was thirsty i drank the water that dripped out of the pipes above me. Once i ran out of the remanence of the food i had nothing to eat. I sat there hoping he would bring me something, even if it was nothing more than a piece of bread of fruit. I got so hungry i began to ration the bars of soap and minty toothpaste. The taste was very unpleasant and it made me sick to my stomach but at least i wasn't starving. Any time i had to use the bathroom i would move as far right at the chain would let me go and i would go to the bathroom. Then i would go back as far left as possible and sit back down. There were no vents in the basement. Just one hole in the wall where some piping broke off. That the only way air got in and out so the smell in the

Seth Reece is strange man. He has no friends and his sister is the only person from his family that is still alive. His parents died when he was seventeen in a airplane crash and left Seth and his sister Tia to live with each other. They live in an old, dumpy run down apartment complex in, Dallas Texas. One day Seth was walking down East Main St. to go get a big Mac from Mcdonald's when he realized he had no money. He called his sister and asked her if he could borrow money when she told him she had no money and that she had just got fired from her job at the food market. When he got back to his apartment there was a note on the door, the note said that they had not paid rent for the last two months so they were going to be kicked out

The field of science and I do not have the lifelong love as many of the other STEM students at this school do. Throughout my entire elementary career, I hated science- mainly due to the topics covered were heavily in the geology department. I can’t say science runs in my family, in fact college doesn’t even run in my family. It wasn’t until my freshman year in high school–I finally was given the opportunity to learn about molecular biology–that science popped up on my radar of interest. I was hooked from my first honors biology class, however was still a bit apprehensive about being a biologist as a future career. Learning about the mechanisms at play in the body was interesting, but I always wanted to go in a more kinesthetic direction. I wanted to know how these systems were at work, and even more, how they could be harnessed to improve efficiency or to arrive at some other targeted mean. Being the hands on person I am, I wasn’t satisfied with just the theoretical ideas being explored, I

The sweet, potent aroma of cinnamon scented broom sticks fills the room as a toffee colored chihuahua barks it’s larynx off--that’s how I know I’m at my mema’s house. My mema resides in a small cottage two hours away from my house, but her house feels like more of a home than mine ever has.

Gasping, fresh air fills my lungs. Bitter cold, I open my eyes, a blinding white room occupies my vision. Again.

I had turned off the WiFi capability on my smart phone and laptop, and completely disconnect from any and all forms of virtual communities and social media within 36 hours during the long weekend. I chose to hanged out with friends to pass through the times without WiFi, so I don’t think it is a challenge for me for the first few hours because I can do shopping, keep eating, have a chill chat with friends, and these activities are able to possess much times. However, there are a bit different between my thought and the reality. When I was doing shopping, my brain was all about sales but most of the stores were not having sales, so I planned to do online shopping after get back home as there are always have online sales via my long-term shopping

From my research I have realized that the career i’ve chosen to pursue is based around science.