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Personal Narrative: Growing Up In A National Honor Society

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I was five when I saw an f-22 Raptor break the sound barrier. There was a lull in the atmosphere as it silently glided across the sky, I counted...one, two, three; it was out of sight. Behind it came the sound like a tsunami on an empty beach, crashing and rattling everything in its path. It was beautiful. I looked to my aunt, uncle, and mother all in battle dress with a grin. I knew I had to fly. The discipline I learned from growing up in a military family has prepared and inspired my pursuit of flight.
I was seven when my Uncle Jeff deployed to Afghanistan for the first time. My aunt returned from an assignment in Japan deeply worried for my uncle. Being a vehicle operations specialist, my uncle led a convoy and would be the first affected …show more content…

Consequently, Moving schools halfway through my sophomore year was a daunting situation. However, after many years of my mother making sacrifices for our family, it was our turn to make a sacrifice for her. As I entered this new environment, I persevered, quickly going from an outsider to a leader. I revised my schedule and registered for 5 AP classes before being picked to be the science department’s Student of the Month.Furthermore, I pursued leadership when I received admittance into the school ambassador and National Honor Society programs. Finally, at the end of my junior year, I stood in front of 200 National Honor Society members and explained that I was the best choice for their next …show more content…

No matter how bothersome it was when my parents got on my back for not saying “Yes ma'am” or “No sir,” I now realize they were teaching me responsibility, integrity, respect, and leadership.When I pinned my mother's rank of Master Sergeant to her shoulder it instilled a sense of pride in my family. We earned that insignia alongside her through all of our sacrifices over the years. My inclination towards engineering and flying is reflective of the dedication and pride my family has set before me. Between my mother who would arrive home late due to her six-hour commute and my cousin who depended on my family while his parents served in Afghanistan, I learned what it meant to be selfless. These members of my family, these role models, show me every day what it means to put service before self. These are the footsteps I aspire to follow

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