Personal Narrative Essay: The Giver

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

On March 4th, 2018, I, Officer Albert, was working as a Police Officer for the Wichita State University Police Department. At approximately 0150 hours I was dispatched to Shocker Hall for a suspicious character report. The suspicious character was a white male wearing a gray hooded sweatshirt riding a skateboard. I arrived at approximately 0151 hours on the south side of Shocker Hall and walked down the south steps towards the courtyard. Officer Andrew Abbey was on scene talking with an individual fitting the suspicions character description, see Officer Abbey's report. I spoke with the individual later identified as Tyler Micol Dane Kuhn. Kuhn's eyes were glassy and his pupils were large. Kuhn's hands were shaking and he seemed confused. Kuhn wasn't able to

At the time, the source said "He's always expressing [to the women] that sex is important to him. It comes off as sleazy!" At this point, it is obvious Nick still has a lot of girls that are sticking around and interested in

In The Giver, humanity has suppressed individuality to prevent and stop the “mistakes” of the past. The movie centers around a young man named Jonas, who he has been chosen to, bear the community’s most important responsibility as the next “receiver” of memories. But as he begins to spend time with “The Giver”, who is the sole keeper of all the community’s memories, Jonas begins to very swiftly realize the truth of his community’s secret past and what it means to truly be human. He’s faced with a possibly dangerous choice to either accept his community’s solidarity or free his friends and family from total blissful ignorance. In The Giver, Jonas decides to escape from his community because he wants his community to understand what being human is truly about.

“I had to shave every day, every day, for 33 years. And even before that when I was working on local TV. And I just thought, the first thing I will do when I am not on TV is stop shaving," he told Montana’s “Whitefish Review” back in December. I’ve kind of developed a real creepy look with it that I’m sort of enjoying. And I can tell that people are off-put by it. And the more people implore me to shave, the stronger my resolve is to not shave.”

My freshman year if high school I took a theater class. One day while in this class my teacher, Ms. Jonas, came up to me and asked me a question that would change my entire high school experience. She asked, “Do you want to audition for one act play?” By asking that question she got me involved in high school theatre which entirely changed me as a person. Joining theater helped me gain confidence, become a better leader, and find what I want to do for the rest of my life.

The book,”The Giver, by Lois Lowry, is about a young boy named Jonas,who lives with people, that can't see or feel color and emotions. Why can't they experience it? This is due to their government believing color and emotions are what prevent a "perfect utopia". In the book, it states, “They can’t help it. They know nothing. ...

Tweet! “Everybody bring it in!” The Head Coach Yelled. Game time, I told myself. The coach starting explaining how tryouts worked. I wasn't really paying attention that much, all I got was that our first drill was passing. Passing wasn't my best area, but I could manage I think, as we trotted over to the turf fields.

It was one life-changing experience I was seven years old when I became grateful for the things that I had. I remember packing for this big trip my parents were planning for a year now. I precisely recall my mother telling me to go through my closet and pick clothes I did not use to give away, I didn't know why, but I didn't ask, I just did it. As the day got closer I remember my parents had accumulated a great amount of things to give away. I quite didn't understand why they were gathering so many things and for what reason.

I was bruised, bitten, and banged up, and I loved it. The weekend had completely made my summer and filled in a part of my personality that I never knew existed. My king salmon fishing trip taught me perseverance, trust, tolerance, and that it is not always the trophy, but instead the journey you take along the way.

As I walk off the plane and onto the lot, all I see is beauty. “I’m so glad you guys are finally here to see Italy,” my mother says with excitement. Of course, I was so overjoyed when I arrived, all I thought about was visiting Virginia (my Nonna’s cousin).

It’s February 12th, a cold, snowy day. I run into my mom’s room because I heard her scream. When I get there I see her on her back in pain. I’m dumfounded, I just there paralyzed, until I hear her say

"Since we are already passing through, let's go to Owen and Laura Beth's," my dad stated.

“Mom, my stomach hurts,” I whined to my Mother for about the tenth time. “MOOOOOOOOOM!” I yelled in a whisper sort of way. I was sitting with my Mom, Dad, and brother watching a play in a vast theatre with only about a fourth of the seats taken. We were on a Disney cruise, and I was still in awe that I couldn’t feel the boat rocking. My Mom finally decided to have us exit the theatre and leave the dazzling princesses with brightly colored dresses and fake crowns behind.

Then the 134 arrived. I got on, showed my pass to the bus driver and