Personal Narrative: Growing Up As A Child

Though sometimes people mistake me as outgoing person, I consider myself a reserved. It is hard for me to meet new people and be completely myself. Sometimes I fear that this has the potential to hold me back from experiencing great things and meeting exceptional people. This fear stems from the time where I almost missed on the single-most life changing event I have experienced thus far in my short seventeen years. I will always be internally grateful for all those watching over me that I did not let my inhibitions stop me from attending the transformative experience that came in a leadership conference called, Hugh O’Brian Youth Leadership or more commonly HOBY.

I was slowly rolling up the street, sitting in the back of school bus number 741, for what felt like a normal Wednesday afternoon. I looked out the window as we entered my street and I couldn’t believe eyes. Little freshman me had my face pressed up against the bus window, desperately trying to comprehend why there could possibly be so many emergency vehicles in my driveway. The bus came to a stop, I ran to the front, and scrambled down the steps. I got off the bus, stopped, and looked at the 7 house walk I took every day to make it home. This walk I did everyday felt ten times as long and as I got closer and closer my vison started to blur, legs started to crumple, and all

My mother’s irate words echoed deep in my heart for years as I tried to understand the simple words she would constantly repeat to me, “When will you ever change?” As a child, I was well known for being that foolish kid who would be put in the back of the class with his seat facing the wall. Eyes facing a blank white wall, fingernails tapping the desk, head down, and the smell of exasperation in the air. I was the type of boy who would sprint through the hallways cackling, furthermore resulting in repeatedly get scowled at by teachers for my obscene and inordinate behavior. In hindsight, I realized Freshman year after pulling the fire alarm that my behavior needed to have a parameter and come to a complete termination. Consequently, I spent the entire Summer in my room contemplating my life and my decisions.

I was not confident in my actions, but I was able to disregard what others said at the expense of closer ties with my friends. By creating this persona I created a shell for myself. One that nurtured my shyness to unfamiliar experiences and shielded me from saying a word. When I began high school, I told myself that I could start fresh and be a new person. Although, even as a junior, I only managed to succeed in disposing of the depressing, serious attitude. I still do not talk much, but I am open to new experiences and can accept some form of humiliation or

On Friday, March 4 around 2:15pm my friend Iris and I decided to drive around to look for a park with children interacting to start our observations. We visited around six parks that varied on their components and locations but had no luck of three children interacting with each other. Most of the them were empty and the few other ones had a few children interacting more with parents or by themselves than with other children. At this point we reasoned that children must be in school causing the parks to be empty.

I came to Ridge Family Center for Learning in second grade. On top of being “the new kid” in school, I didn’t know anyone besides my neighbor. She had been going to this school since kindergarten and I ate lunch with her and her friends everyday. One day, as I ate my usual PB & J, she said “Are you excited for the musical?” Apparently it happens every year, yet I was not aware of this. Naturally, being a little kid, I was excited and screamed “Really? I love watching people perform!” My parents loved musicals and took me to see my fair share of them. She gave me a strange look and laughed. “You don’t get to watch. We’re performing on the stage, silly!” My jaw dropped. All I could think about was how scared I was. I was about to sing on stage in front of 200 parents.

When i was little i was a sweet child. I never caused any trouble. I never bothered anybody, I even made straight A’s. But that all changed when we moved to a new neighborhood. When we moved it seemed like a good place at the time. There were kids my age, there was a playground. I thought it would be a great place to live. They first day we moved to our new neighborhood i didn't come outside. I didn't come out that second day or the third the fourth. I was to busy playing games to bother to go outside. It was the fifth day when my mom said “How do you expect to make friends if all you do is stay in there house”?. I said “Yeah, your right I guess ill go outside”. So I went outside roughly about 12 kids were outside playing on the playground so I jumped right inn and started playing to.

The girls were feeling better the next day after a good night’s sleep. Both were still red, but not as painful as last night.

Good morning! I hope you slept well, I might need a cat nap. Perhaps tonight Ill get back into the swing of going to bed before 12, JEREMY you know I literally stare at your picture going to sleep. Once you are in bed the laptop stays in the living room. I did figure out I can zoom in though. Have you ever tried to cuddle with a laptop? I might count the blocks on your shirt if I get bored. I couldn't move up my appointment next Thursday to this Friday. blah.

Growing up I did not have what most people consider a normal family. I grew up in East Texas with a drug addict for a mother and a older gentleman for a father. My family was greatly affected by my mother's drug addiction. Even though we did not go without the necessary tools to survive there were major aspects that come a long with growing up that I missed out on. While my mother never actually harmed me or my siblings her actions had a negative lasting effect. While I was the middle child I was the most mature one so therefore when my mother would leave on her drug binges I had to step up and take her place at a young age. Having to step up at such a young age made me mature at early age which caused me to act out once I was older

Growing up as the middle child, having an older sister and younger brother, one would think that being in the middle, one might gradually gravitate to the older sibling, because of the older sibling being the same sex as you are, such as playing with dolls, dressing up the dolls or simply playing dress up with each other; however, that was not the case. I admired my sisters admirations of wanting to have a close relationship with me, the mere dream of having someone to dress up, to braid each-others hair; came to mind at times, but running around in the mud and playing sports was more appealing and more that meets the eye. Growing up I gravitated towards my brother, we were one grade difference in grade school, and only eleven months apart in age. Hanging out with my brother was awesome, similar friends, similar age groups, we all enjoyed running around, getting muddy, or simply the art of video gaming. Back in the day the computer game The Sims was quite popular as well, we both enjoyed playing that for hours, instead of doing our homework and focusing on our studies, not much worry for a pre-teen to teenager at that time. Then there was that time in grade school, my father would drop off the three of us to the morning care at the school prior to school starting, the morning-care took place in the gynmasium at the school. I distincively remember my brother and I would bring our Pok'emon cards to school and pull them out in the morning, to try to battle with the other students, and one day that

I have always been considered a shy person going through my life. I seemed to always have a problem with communicating my feelings and ideas in a vocal manner. This obstacle in school has always held me back, especially in middle school when a presentation was due. So naturally, when I was accepted to attend the Surry Early College program, I was very nervous as a result of leaving my friends that I had made during my time in traditional schooling. I never knew this decision would have the constructive effect once I set afoot at the campus of the Early College

People have challenges, they have an obligation to overcome constantly, whether it be; school, the daily grind, going out in public, or simply making it through their day. Here is what I have overcome as a child all the way from when I was probably around 5 until I was about 10, so about five years. During this time, CPS came around about three or four times. Due to this, one time I was at an elementary track meet and I was about to go to my favorite event, but, before I could go to my event, I got called into a room considering CPS was there to talk to me. The principal got in touch with my mother and she didn’t have any other choice except to pick me up. As we were leaving, the man followed us to our house for the reason that he wanted to inspect the house. When the man left, my sister and I got screamed at by

My son, John, embattled in virtual warfare, finds his spaceship commandeered by a rival. Such a manoeuvre strikes him as odd given the framework of a game geared to skill and ability rather than attack, aggression.

Just as the elevator door started to close, several young girls wearing black leotards and sporting bright pink jackets jumped in. The bedazzled dance logo on the back of their jackets with the emblazed word Middletown Dance caught our attention. Before we could ask them a question, the elevator had reached the ground floor.