Personal Narrative Essay : My Family Camp

On 08/04/16 at 8:42pm, I was dispatched to 2087 S. Hamilton Rd, on a injury dangerous or vicious dog/injured dog, serious injury, involving a Columbus Police Officer (CPD) being bit by a dog and shooting dog. I arrived at the location. I was advised my CPD personnel that the CPD Officer that was bite was transported to the hospital and that the dog was still breathing. I was escorted to the area where the dog was. The dog was on the ground, next to the dog was dog owner Jackie Fate. I was unable to see any visible injuries to the dog, the dog had shallow breathing. I asked Ms. Fate to wrap the leash around the dog’s mouth to prevent the dog from biting her or me while I placed the dog on the stretcher. Ms. Fate complied, I slowly guided the dog on the

Attending camp neuro would be extremely helpful for me to continue exploring the healthcare field. I have been interested in the healthcare field ever since I was young because both my aunts were nurses, so when I was little my sister and I always played doctor or nurse with them. I started exploring the medical field by volunteering at the Children’s Hospital in Minneapolis over the summer. I looked forward to volunteering every week because I spent 3 hours holding infants and playing with patients and their siblings. While I was there I was able to observe doctors, nurses and a few physician’s assistants. In addition, I just finished an internship with an Orthopedic surgeon. I valued this opportunity to shadow him for a day in his clinic

When I was taking a photo of the purple sky and two stretching lakes across the Bonney Pass in the Teton Mountains; I knew this place that I loved had transformed me into a better person and a more confident woman.

The narrative entitled “Reminiscences of My Life in Camp” is an up close look into the life of Susie King Taylor. Susie King Taylor was an African American woman born as a slave in Savannah Georgia during the antebellum period of America. Susie Taylor was born 14 years before the start of the civil war. A war that would eventually lead to the abolishment of slavery in America. The narrative of Susie Taylor tells her story as an individual, but still provides information about life during the war. Throughout the story Taylor talks about what it was like experiencing the war so closely and how life within a Black infantry included racism, discrimination, violence, and illness. Taylor also gives us details about her childhood, education, and the bond she developed with the Black soldiers. Above all we get to see how education shaped Taylor’s life and the lives of those that she was around. Education was highly important in Susie King Taylor’s life because it gave her a greater

Then we took a walk through Sievers, which is the woods on one side of camp. In the woods we looked for the lost cabin and were told the story about what the Indians did to the kids in the lost cabin. After that we went to supper, had cabin time, and got to know eachother better. Then we had campfire and my first ever serious Devos, which was amazing. The second day I wanted to wake up early to go do early morning clubs, but I was so tired that I fell back asleep. I was woken up again for breakfast later and went on to the rest of the day. The first full day of camp I swam during the entire freetime.

This camp was hard for me because I was four hours away from my family and my house. I couldn’t see

Hannah is a twenty year old girl from Egan. For the past 3 years she has spent her summers at a bible camp up north called Trout Lake Camps. The first time Hannah stepped foot at the camp she didn’t want to go. She spent the school year there working in the office. But now the thought of not stepping foot there makes her think about all the good times and bad times she had. From sleeping in chapel or getting stuck in a canoe, she can’t help but be thankful for being forced to go there.

We learned many interesting facts about the Native Americans and how they survived out in the wild for hundreds of years. We also learned how to survive in the wilderness if we ever got lost; using nature and whatever we had on us as tools to keep us alive. By the end of the week, a lot of us didn’t want to go home. We had become a family, with members that you don’t like and annoy you but you still love them anyway. By that time my ankle was pretty swollen and painful but I didn’t fuss about it. The last night was crazy hair night, and we had so much gel and color in our hair we could run a circus. Since my hair was short the girls in my cabin Mo hawked it. It was a lot of fun and many laughs were shared as memories filled the room. Once we were home, it wasn’t the same. I was lonely; I missed all the people I thought were annoying and the people who were good friends. The leaders I missed a lot, they were so strong and always ready to help

The year is 2003, I am eight and for half of a year I have lived with my grandmother and my brothers. The school year has just ended and summer has begun. “I’m tired of you kids, you boys have been driving me up the walls and I need a break!” my grandmother said. “You’re going to summer camp!” I had never been camping but that did not stop a smile only a child could have stretch from ear to ear across my little face. With a mouth lacking in front teeth, I screamed, “Yay!” My grandmother had signed us up for the annual boys and girls club summer camping trip, meaning eight weeks of fun under a warm sun at camp Big Silver in the neighboring state, Michigan. I will never forget my first day of summer camp.

We got to Camp Ernst and our parents dropped us off and we said our goodbyes. Our cabin was in the valley with other cabins with people around our age. We got go go swimming in the pool and the lake and we also went on the banana boat. After dinner some of us left our group to go to horse camp. They kept the houses in a stable at the bottom of a big hill. It was the first day of camp so everyone got to pick a horse and it was my first time going, so I didn't know the horses very well, but I picked one named Charlie. Charlie was a big brown horse.

It has come to my knowledge that in order to join cross country I would need to go to the summer program. Due to being in summer school for Geometry(for two semesters), and my mother wanting to get the most out of the summer athletics program signed me up for tennis. This was due to tennis despite being right after summer school was in a time zone that I could attend, on the other hand cross country was held in the later half of the summer a time that my family dedicated for a mix of vacations and christian camps; and because of the various events would make it so I couldn't come to a good portion of the cross country program, making it the worse of two choices. However, because I am now unable to go to the summer program I was hoping if I

I was brought up in a broken family where education was not a priority. I was shipped around from relative to relative and eventually I ended up in being place a couple of group homes. I was what some might call a problem child. I once went to a wilderness camp, there I learned a lot about surviving of the land and team work. This started my love affair with the great outdoors. I am grateful for the lessons that were taught to me. I learned to hunt, fish, and live off of the land. There are all things that I continue to love in my life now.

Cross-country season my sophomore year is one I will never forget! It all started back in August 2013 at cross-country camp. It was my first year attending camp because unfortunately we could not have it my freshman year. Coach Martin had a “late” start to practice because of a few issues with the construction of the turf. Luckily, Martin still coached us and still coaches us to this very day! As camp began we became pretty close as a team. This was the first time Coach had seen his team have a strong bond of friendship. Even though camp was really fun, it sure was a tough week! The week consisted of running twice a day and eating lots and lots of food. By the end of the week, your legs felt like bricks.

Kids. Cabins. Activities. Canoes. Jesus. June 2015, is the first time I went to Miracle camp. I was going into sixth grade at the time and was excited to go away for a whole week! Although it was in Lawton, Michigan, I still wanted to go to camp. (Complex). I went with Delaney Phillips, Brielle Beck, and Kylie Hasselbacher. There was a lake at the camp, and canoeing was an option you could do during free time. Since it was a beautiful day out, Delaney and I decided to go canoeing together (Complex).

During my childhood waking up early in the morning was one of my favorite things,especially during the summer.I remember waking up one morning to the sound of spongebob on my T.V..Almost as soon as I opened my eyes I immediately got out of bed and ran into the kitchen to find bacon on the table.I shoved two whole peices straight into my mouth and I swear that it was some of the best I have ever had.I sat down in my wooden chairto eat more off of the table.As I finished I remember looking ouside to a bright day.The suns rays hit the dew on the grass just right to make it glisten.