Personal Narrative-First Girl

When I applied for C.R. England I was not sure that I would be accepted to go through the program. Three days later I received a phone call from a Recruiter at C.R. England and while on the phone we went over all the information before setting a time and a date for leaving for Salt Lake City, Utah. When the day came to leave for Salt Lake City, Utah my parents took me to the Greyhound terminal to prepare to leave. Thirty minutes later we boarded the bus to leave our first stop was in Missouri I stayed on the same bus and from there I went to Kansas where I had to switch buses but I had to wait one hour before the other bus got there after boarding the bus for going to the next stop I was in Colorado where I had to wait two hours and thirty minutes before boarding my next bus to Wyoming once I got to Wyoming the next bus was ready and it had no air conditioner that I remember so the last bit of traveling was so warm that everyone on it was hot even a eight month old baby everyone tried their best to help the mother out to make

Painted Girl put her bags down on the counter, tired from a long day at work. Tizio was great. He’d taken her to his uncles place and they’d spent a wonderful day ordering things from his antique store. She looked around the kitchen. Chinese takeout littered the countertop but no one had cleaned up. She picked up a note.

My grandma always told me to act like a lady. She would put into my mind that I should always sit with my legs crossed and never talk with food in my mouth. My grandma was the ultimate lady. Maybe I didn’t know what being a lady was all about back then, but I assure you that I know now.

was lucky enough to have a childhood that was fairly even-keeled – I celebrated almost as much as I grieved, and laughed as much as I cried. Even though I entered into the adult world with a balanced upbringing, I still couldn’t help but to feel that I did not develop a voice properly due to one significant event.

In The book Story Of a Girl by Sara Zarr the word of the wiser was when deanna wanted stacey to have her money and she stated, “here, take my money for you guys that I made.” which she worked all summer for because she thought she was going to move out with them. Stacey and darren moved out with april and left deanna home which was not deanna's plan. Deanna normally would not have given the money especially because it wasn't going to her own good because she wasn't even moving with them. Deanna also said in the beginning of the book when Lee said she wanted to go on a huge shopping spree at the end of the summer with all the money deanna made at work, Deanna said, “No, i'm not spending my money on that crap. I'm moving out with darren and

Chapter two; (Question 1-2) It was a great example given about the twins, I’ve also experienced that with my children. My daughter was fully raised by me, she didn't have a father in her life however, I met my husband when she was just six months old. Everything she do has a purpose and she strives to make a difference in the world. On the other hand, my son which is the oldest, I had him when I was 18 years old, still running the streets and wanted to hang out with friends so, majority of the time he was with his dad. As I became older and a responsible adult I had two kids by the age of 22 I decided to move out of the area I grew up in and strive for a better life for my children. Even though my son was 5 at the time of this adjustment every

Last week I had the opportunity to speak with a girl who I worked with a couple times last summer. She is from Tajikistan, which is located in Central Asia. She is identified as Persian and speaks Russian. She left her country and came to the U.S on a work visa five years ago. Her story is very moving and deeply touches my heart.

She gave us something to talk about. She was entertaining. At the same time, we held back. Because she was different. Different. We had no one to compare her to, no one to measure her against. She was unknown territory. Unsafe. We were afraid to get too close.

So, I want to begin by saying, I didn't finish this book. I had so many problems with the writing and characters that I did not enjoy reading it for the most part.

I don't like Devin all that much, I believe she can do better. Much better. He's not as intellectual as she. He's not nearly as beautiful as Katelyn. He is a slob and she likes things neat. Katelyn says he is kindhearted and has a good sense of humor, but I don't see it. I see him as boring and uptight. I bet he can't even make her feel as good as someone else could. Sometimes when we are watching movies together and he tries to snake and arm around her shoulders I can see how awkward and uncomfortable they are. Katelyn has never been awkward with her boyfriends before, it's just him, they aren't right for each other and everyone knows. She deserves better.

Hello my name is John. I was just everyday salaryman. It was my 24th birthday night when i were walking in the park. Where i had my first date with my first and last girlfriend. There were two people doing inappropriate thing in the park. Was what i thought and this place have some important memory of my life so i decided to remind them.

I remember that it hurt, looking at her hurt. A beautiful line, no doubt, but I mustn’t take credit. I remember seeing her at her best. I remember telling myself that she would get better. I remember seeing what she would post on Facebook and pretending that I thought she wasn’t slowly killing herself. I remember seeing the blades sitting on her desk and throwing them in the trashcan and acting like they didn’t hold any significance, only to repeat the process the next weekend. I remember hearing her stories about falling out of that damned tree and telling myself, “Oh yeah. Those scars could totally be scrapes from the tree bark.” I remember ignoring the brokenness of her smile. I remember not doing anything about it, and I remember foolishly telling myself that it was all in my head.

Until high school, my whole world was mainly Jews. I went to a Jewish school and a camp that was mainly Jewish. Chanukah felt more mainstream to me than Christmas. Yet, as I got older and entered high school I started to understand how much of a minority I was and how small the Jewish people are compared to the rest of the world. I would be lying if I said I’ve ever faced discrimination based on my religion. But I have definitely been the only Jew in the room and more often than not, Judaism has left me feeling isolated from the rest of the world. Not necessarily when I was a little kid (more on that later), but from my tween years to present, there’s always been Jewish characters in the TV shows and films I’ve grown up with. It made me feel less isolated and less lonely.

“After being yelled at by the wicked Mr. Schwarz in the breezeway by the courtyard with my friend, Andre, I went to my next class. Mr. Schwarz just happened to be my teacher for Marketing, the class I was going to next. Just when I thought my day couldn't get worse it did, he decided to give us a quiz to see what we knew. Once he got to me to me he towered over me as if he was a higher being and gave me the paper while wearing a sinister smile on his face.

The first time I actually talked to Kaitlyn was During Annie and we were doing spot lights together and the whole time she was trying to direct me and “help” me since it was my first time doing spotlight, but I was almost 100% sure it was her first time also. The entire time I was like if this freshman doesn’t stop telling me what to do i'm going to go crazy. After Annie was over I started to eat lunch In Mr.Sharp's room and Kaitlyn would eat in their also and everyday she would tell us a story about how when she was younger she would have all these big ideas and they never turned out how she wanted them to. And in those moments was when I realised that she is honestly one of the best human beings I have ever met she is always making people