Personal Narrative Essay: The Journey To Humoron

in 2014 I had done a lot of fundraising in the past year such as selling about 50 spam musubis a day plus cookies and brownies and even selling bentos and doughnuts ands finally trail mix bars during school. even outside of school I did fundraising from car washes to even mowing yards. eventually I made enough money with the help of all my family to get to go on the trip. I even made more money so I could relinquish it so I can buy gifts and such things like food. I'm not infallible at Japanese because it so happens that I cant read any of the signs that are in japan. when we landed in japan it was amazing because the airport was so huge and had paintings that look so amazing. when we got our luggage, it was pouring rain when we went outside to the bus. it was about an hour and a

I have heard the phrase, “life isn’t easy”, so many times in my life. And I finally realized the truth in it.

Getting on our plane was probably one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to, especially since my dad couldn’t come with us that day. December 8, 2010 was the day my family decided that moving to America would give me and my brother many more opportunities, keep in mind my parents hadn’t told us that we were moving to the US. I remember I had been hugging my dad saying goodbye to him and my mom had to come and grab me away from him. His face was through the window was the last thing I remember seeing before buckling my seat belt and laying down on my mother’s shoulder. Once we had landed my mother woke me up and said to me that I should help out with the luggage and the other belongings we had to take. The night went by probably faster than

A saying i've kept to myself is to get back up when knocked down. This saying doesn’t just stand for getting up when literally knocked down but can keep a deeper meaning than what it says as for example being knocked down by a difficult obstacle to overcome and getting up to find a way to get past it and achieving it. Some people may not see this as something important but they don’t think about how getting up after knocked down can be something that can or would have been like a positive outcome into their life and how they are given two choices when knocked down which is to stay down or get back up and continue going forward.

I thought when I heard the thud on the floor it was just my imagination, but when I overheard it, again I knew there was someone in my house. I was panicky and did not know what to do. I know this will be a day I will never forget and laugh when I think about it.

I never would think about showing an animal. I decided to go wild and show a steer my junior year, I did not think about showing an animal so big before but it was worth the wild. I knew it would be hard work, dedication and responsibility. I worked so hard to get where I wanted that steer and it sure did pay off. Being successful is something that someone feels when they work for something that they tried so hard on and then succeeded in it. Success is the way I felt when I was getting ready for the show while I was standing to be called in my class and how I felt when I got out of the show ring.

As a young boy when I was 11 or 12 I went on a horseback riding trip with my local troop, troop 494. The site at which we stayed had so much to offer for a young kid, I could ride horses, learn how to orient a map, play frisbee golf, man hunt, and much more. I decided that day that I would go horseback riding excursion, after all it isn't everyday a suburban kid like me could go and ride horses. After mounting up and going through the BSA safety course we were ready to begin our adventure in the woods. I quickly arranged my horse so that I could ride with a few buddies of mine in the troop. We started talking about how much fun we were having and Jack says “This is so much fun my nigga” I whipped my head around and explained to him how hurtful

My friends and I did a multitude of ridiculous activities together. This time, we have done something a little different, I was at my friend Derek's house along with Drew. We decided at first that it would be an fantastic idea to mess around with a mini basketball hoop, in an insufficient room, with three people. After playing what can’t even be considered a three team pick-up game, I asked, “What if we tried dunking, everyone at once?”, and they agreed.

My friend JJ is really funny. Every time I’m sad he always makes me laugh. The funniest thing he does is when he dances. It may look weird when you first see it, but then after a while it becomes funny.

That day will remain etched vividly in my mind forever. It was a hot and humid day. We were playing up that weekend and our first game was on field four against the dominant pleasant hill billies. On the ride there my dad gave me a wonderful pep talk, he told me to not to screw up and that he wasn't going to let me play if I didn't do well, it wasn't anything new so I didn't let it affect me too much.

The cartoon leaves the reader sombre. It is a heavy issue for writer to lift into view, one with little humorous potential. Thus the writer relies on shock value, the incompatibility between the writing and the speech, rather than comedy to deconstruct the issue and emphasize the message. The piece left me with a startled "Oh" on the tip of my tongue when I first saw the cartoon, and after the shock had passed, it left me with an overwhelming feeling of disgust. Of course, I already had my preconceived notions on the issue, I already reviled the organization depicted in the satire, so for me it was almost a reminder rather than a realization. However, I believe on a pair of fresh eyes it would still have the same general effect on any reader

Jordan woke up Monday morning telling herself this will not be a boring day. She was going to make an impact on someone. “Ding ding ding!” her alarm clock yelled. “Another day, but today is an extraordinary day!” she yelled with joy. She got up from her bed wearing only sweatpants and a tank top and she wandered to her computer to check her email, like she does every day. She looked at all of her 24 boring emails; bills, emails from work, and more bills. She hated it. But at the end of the row of usual emails, one caught her blue eye, and without hesitating she clicked on it. The mysterious email was from the White House! “WHAT?!” “Drew! Come here!” she yelled to her husband. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “I just got a random email from the White House saying that they want me to fly to Washington D.C and have a meeting with the president!” Jordan said with enthusiasm. “It must be fake” Drew said with a smirk. “No, they’re paying for everything, my ticket, a hotel room, everything”. She said smiling with her jaw wide open about to touch the ground. In 7 hours, she would be meeting the president.

The second baton went out of control and hit Judge Amy right in the head! She did not get hurt, yet Grace dashed off the stage sobbing hysterically. Erin exclaimed, “ Let’s give her a big round of applause everyone! Alright well that’s it, the competitions over! Time to tally up the results!” The contestants anxiously lined up on stage waiting for the results. They could feel their hearts beating through there chest and there palms all sweaty. “ For the first time ever,” Erin said excitedly, “ we have a tie!” Gasps fell across the crowd. “ Why!” and “ This has never happened!” Erin announced, “ The winners are, Jessica, Grace, Lauren, Kate, and Rachel! Everyone won because everyone deserves the crown!” Everyone let out a happy cheer and they

I remember one incredibly funny day from last year. It was the day I fell through the glass display case at school. Boy, I tell you that sucked so bad. I know for a fact I’ll never live it down. I’m known for being pretty accident prone so it was no surprise to people when they found out I was the one who had left the blood stain in the hallway.

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