Personal Narrative : Gum And Classical Music

Benedict Carey gives many tips to readers on how to study better. One example of this is when he said ‘’psychologist hypothesised that features of the study location, the lighting the wallpaper the background music provide the brain cues to share more information.’’ This teaches readers ‘’That people remember more of what they studied when they return to that same study environment.’’The author also teaches the music can help studying if

Orchestra has always been one of my favorite classes to go to during the day. After choosing to play the cello in middle school, I continued playing the instrument in high school. It was in this class that I had made most of my closest friends, many of whom I still love to this day. I also loved how the rich deep tones that came from playing each note of the cello and how they were able to blend with the rest of the orchestra. I knew from my freshmen year that I wanted to get into the top class, Chamber Orchestra. I thought that I would have done everything in my power to get into the class, however when the time came I could not even bring myself to audition.

“Going to college was just an excuse to go find me a husband but don’t tell anyone,” Marianna said laughing fixing up her earpiece. Leaving her mom at the train station sobbing, she went off to Tabor College in Kansas. When she entered college all of her emotions hit her at once she felt nervous but, she also felt excited to start a new chapter in her life. Entering college was one of those moments when you have the spotlight on you and you feel everyone is judging you .Luckily she had one of the closest friends you can possibly have, a sister. That’s when her and her sister’s journey began.

The flood of emotions tumbles out. A stream of questions, one after another, is rapidly fired at him - where did he go, why did he leave, and most importantly, why didn’t he say goodbye? All this time she’d spent waiting in the past, suspended in time, unable to receive any semblance of closure or composure. All the pent up emotions rush out of her and guilt flashes in his eyes. "Let’s go inside first,” he says, “I’ll explain what I

The foul mixture of smog, anxiety and crisp night air pressed down on Maria as she trudged down the hill, trailing a few feet behind her twin sister at all times. Strange Taiwanese animals howled and whimpered in the distance. She took a deep breath and distracted herself the only way she knew how. Ninety six days and four hours since we saw Father. Four days until we graduate from the academy. One week until we go into orbit. Eight days until we see his face again. Maria scolded herself for enrolling in the first place. It had looked so enticing – posters and banners hung all around the city. Two men barged into their classroom and spoke gruffly of the advances people like them could make, had already made. People spoke in low whispers about the free education and opportunities it provided for those 500 successful applicants.

It was my first day as a senior in high school, I went to the guidance councilor to have my schedule fixed, I had no clue what “business intern” was. As I sat waiting I thought of other classes I wanted to swap, or questions I could ask about college applications. The air was cold, stagnant, and smelled like a cinnamon holiday candle. The smell burned my nose and I became the most impatient person in the room. There she was, walking down the hall shuffling through papers, the sound alone made me more nervous than a presentation. “Mrs. Keeler” I said, probably surprising her – usually students aren’t there to change schedules until the end of the week – “Can I

A study conducted at the University of Northumbria in Newcastle, England suggests that chewing gum improves recall in memory by 35%! This could be incredibly useful for the stressed-out students taking exams like the SATS and could get them into extremely respectable universities. Imagine what that could do for them, and the school's reputation. Gum ultimately makes your heart beat faster (usually by 3 BPM), which increases blood flow to the brain, nourishing it with oxygen, and increases glucose levels, which make students more focused. The rhythm of chewing keeps students minds from drifting too

I weighed out 150 milliliters of potassium chlorate and presented it to my partner. She looked as frightened as the Disney corporation when Miley Cyrus performed her song "Party in the USA". "Christy... I..I.." she stuttered. "You'll do fine." I interrupted. We were being directly watched by a group of fifteen people and indirectly by a group of twenty-five. She wanted me to light the Bunsen burner, but my good thumb was jammed because of volleyball tryouts from the previous week. Instead, I offered her a smile stuffed with motivation and reassurance. Luckily, she took it and used it as energy to complete our experiment. She ignited the Bunsen burner while I scooped the crystalline solid in a tube and fixed the tube over a flame. We awaited for the potassium chlorate to liquefy and

As I gathered my brand new folder with a matching notebook and headed down the hallway towards room 330, I mentally prepared myself for what I thought would be the most horrific experience of my life. I paused in the doorway, took a big, deep breath, opened the door, and stepped inside of the classroom.

I clutch the right side of my stomach where the butterflies are relentless. As I step into the school, the stench of chlorine hits me like a brick wall and stings my eyes. My finger tips drag along the cold brick wall occupied by vibrant posters advertising bake sales and dances. The thumping of basketballs on the floor echos throughout the dark halls. At the end of the hallway, a light shines on a smiling blonde lady sitting with her arms crossed at a wooden table. The pressure to be perfect floods my mind.

Jokes aside, Thank u for your voice, your music and for beinf such a safe haven, your songs calm me down when I' stressed and cheer me up when I'm sad; u make me laugh with silly things u say and the stories u share (that it's a big acomplishment, I'm telling u). U said once that u hoped ur music didn' t only bring sadness to people and I can garantee u that it doesnt.

It determined whether you would be spending the next few Friday nights at football games with all of your buddies, or hunched over a history book, cramming your brain with factoids about the Watergate Scandal or the Cambodian genocide. This day, however, was not usually an issue for me. I had always been a so-called “academic nerd”, constantly keeping my focus on my GPA, and never receiving lower than a 90 on any report card in my previous years of schooling, but this was about to change. As my teacher called names alphabetically, students rose anxiously to grab the slips of paper that would determine their fates for the next six weeks. Elliott. Gavranovic. Harper. Mrs. Iles flicked her wrist to hand me the paper and I felt my heart swell with excitement like it always did when I was about to see my grades. Just as quickly as my heart had inflated though, it had deflated even faster as I caught glimpse of my grade in College

Towards the end of summer, Sydney received an invitation letter from Florida State University. With her biggest fear now in mind, she opened the letter and read “Dorm Move In Day!” As soon as she finished reading the letter; her eyes watered, jaw dropped, and instantaneously she dropped the letter from her hands. At this point of time, reality hit. In no time, Sydney got dropped off at the campus of Florida State University. A week later, I called Sydney to check up on her because I wanted to corroborate that she was going to be alright. I was aware that it would be an obstacle to get over, but after hanging the phone up with her reassured me that a change needed to take affect. Consequently, I urgently booked a flight to Tallahassee in order to stop her from coming back home. Something to know about me, is that I never quit so therefore, anyone I know never quits.

I should be getting the letter soon. That's all i thought about, i checked the mailbox three times a day, once before i caught the bus, once when i came home, and once right before i went to bed. Mom always says “Don't be disappointed, there's plenty of other colleges that are just as wonderful as NYU, and less expensive.” but dad just says “get your head out of the clouds.” But the day it came i wanted to scream and cry and yell how he was wrong but i was smarter than that. The

My legs were swinging back and forth as I sat in the high bar seat in a skin tight black dress with six inch black heels. I was surrounded by people I would no longer know in two months after graduation, well everyone except Tyler. I could just feel the evil grin shining along the bottom of my face. Could everyone see within me? Did they know what I was planning? I told myself to stop, I couldn’t lose concentration because I only had a few hours to tear Olivia down and seal the deal with Tyler. I looked around, colorful strobe lights everywhere, the smell of liquor, dancing, partying, flirting, and the pounding of music blaring through our eardrums, the place was perfect. I went to the restroom to freshen up and the moment I walked out