Personal Narrative: Half-Pint Carton Of Chocolate Milk

Oscar Casares made Mr. Perez a believable by describing her features “she measured five feet two inches and weighed 164 pounds,” (Casares line14) he also gives us a vivid detailed on how people watched her every time to bowl. In his short story Mr. Perez is the main character who is from a little town called Brownsville’s located in the board of Texas and Mexico. He opens the story with her at the bowling alley where everyone stops to watch her paly, Casares say “the ball’s cherry red and gold swirls made it look as if it were catching fire when released down the lane… People stopped to watch when she was up” (Casares line 2-4) in which the reader fells as if they can see her roll her ball.

Only being the bat boy, Stanton had to bring his equipment to the ballpark everyday and go hit in the batting cages before the team showed up. Stanton thought to himself, “Why is coach asking me to swing in batting practice today? He has never done that once since I became the bat boy.” Stanton walked back onto the field and stepped into the batter’s box. Before Stanton even took a swing, he looked at the beautiful Marlins Park. Straight ahead was the bright, colorful outfield walls that were painted green. Stanton soaked in the atmosphere. While the batting practice pitcher went to throw the first pitch to Stanton, Johnny Field, the Marlins seventh round draft pick said, “Come on coach! You’re giving the bat boy a couple swings? Ha-ha that’s funny.” Just as Field finished his sentence, Scotty Stanton crushed the first pitch he saw into the left-center field gap, landing at an estimate four hundred feet. Coach Mattingly said, “Sit your ass down Field, we should have drafted this kid over you!” Stanton gave Mattingly a smile. Stanton continued to punish balls, smashing them all over Marlins Park. To others, it was just batting practice, but to Stanton, it meant more. It felt as if he had the game of baseball back in his life. When Stanton’s round was over, the Marlins players were impressed, besides the envious Johnny Field. One Marlins player even told Mattingly that this kid needs to be in the lineup. Mattingly

By now, Jennie’s life was focused on softball, though she did have a normal life outside the sport. She liked to shop, try on her mom’s makeup and hang out with her friends. In school, she was an excellent student. But softball consumed most of her free time. Every summer the sport brought her to a new part of the country for a national tournament.

Journalist James Fallows explores the art of throwing a baseball in his text “Throwing Like a Girl.” The article was published in a commentary magazine called the Atlantic in August of 1996. Fallows clearly introduces the common misconception of “throwing like a girl” and effectively debates the many different reasons for the throwing difference.

An event that happened in America in the decade of the 1920s there was a large creative movement that affected or encouraged change in the United States history. According to the online Openstax textbook called U.S. History published by P. Scott Corbett, Volker Janssen, John M. Lund, Todd Pfannenstiel and Paul Vickery states “This mixture of social, political, economic, and cultural change and conflict gave the decade the nickname the “Roaring Twenties” or the “Jazz Age”.” A widespread of economic prosperity, social change and a form of expression made a way for society to begin to walk down the path of the modern age. Especially for women, African Americans, and the youth generation. Thereby, redefining the nation for the youth to forget about the post-world war one era and embrace the new morality, for African American to showcase their intellectual contributions and link their struggle to the world, for women to expand their human rights and be liberated from society standards, and for American to begin their new lives because of invention in medicine and technology. So, how did the Roaring Twenties and or the Jazz Age affect the decade of the 1920s in the United States history?

When I was younger my brother would take me with him when he went to put gas in his truck and we always went to the old Flying J in south Willard. When he went in to pay for the gas he would let me come in and get a soda and I would always get a Frostie Blue Cream Soda in a glass bottle. It is memorable because I loved riding in my brother’s truck. Looking back at the memory, I am reminded of a much simpler time before the Interstate came through, when the most stressful part of my day was waiting for my brother to come home from work. Marketers can appeal to my generations’ nostalgic feelings by using glass bottles, bringing back older sodas, or by using family relationships. A script for this consumption activity could be as such: An old

One of the many offensive gender stereotype sayings is “You throw like a girl.” Men often do not want to have anything to do with that statement. In James Fallows report he states, “Having been trained (like most American boys) to dread the accusation of doing anything ‘like a girl,’ athletes were said to grow into the assumption that women were valueless, and natural prey” (138). This suggests how women are looked down upon by men and their own society when competing against men in athletics. To reach supporters of feminism and to appeal to pathos, the author uses offensive language toward women, such as “valueless” and “natural prey”. These insulting words may hit the emotions of women. With just the usage of

During the marvelous summer of 2008 in the quiet, little town of Gladstone, Oregon lived a 6 year old girl who went by Kiera. Kiera Ciano was her name, that’s me, and I absolutely adored Hershey’s Chocolate Syrup. The taste, the texture, the smell, all of it, was simply incredible.

Kaely Camacho, also known as Ca”Nacho Cheese”, Is someone I was close with a cared very deeply for since my early childhood. In 8th grade, the year 2012, I lost my best friend. This time I couldn’t fix it with a simple “I’m sorry”. It wasn’t expected or even properly explained. On April 13, 2012, my 13-year-old best friend died in a car accident. She had the prettiest blonde hair, and blue eyes that compared to the ocean water.

“YAY! I finally graduated! Villanova University Class of 2015!” “Now it’s time to enjoy a meal with the family.” These were words that I said the day of my graduation in May of this past year. I am sitting here now reminiscing on this very important day in my life. All this nostalgia is getting me hungry, so I decided to take a trip to the Cheesecake Factory to re-live the experience. From the outside, the Cheesecake Factory looked like a big castle; the inside was huge. The lighting was really pretty, especially at night. They have a nice cheesecake display that could be admired as soon as one enters the restaurant. I could smell the rich, decadent cheesecakes. The seating is either tables or booths. The restaurant was very inviting. The

It’s sixth grade English; our teacher, Mrs. Kennedy, is diagramming sentences on the chalkboard. It’s time for another game of classroom baseball. The baseball is two millimeters in diameter. Made from a small piece of paper and spit. The bat is made of graphite surrounded by yellow lacquered cedar wood topped with a pink rubber eraser. Hey batter, batter. The student’s desk are circled around the perimeter of the room. Christy’s first in the lineup and sits up straight in her desk stepping up to the plate. Beckie pitches the spit wad ball and whoosh it’s a first-pitch strike, the wad of paper now lies in the center point of the room. The pitcher wads another ball and the batter readies herself. Here comes pitch number two. Ping,

Imagine being a young child walking into a chocolate museum where chocolate lines the walls, you can create your own one of a kind candy bar, thousands of different types of chocolates, and chocolate bars line the walls.

Now Mrs.Rosine, you may be thinking that she would not be a problem, just maybe something that would blow over...right? Well you’re wrong. The next day at Blue Lake, I awoke. Ate a delicious breakfast. Played at rehearsals, minors, and sectionals. Then, after lunch, we journeyed to the waterfront where we were going to sit on a park bench and chat. Instead, Olivia suggested we play gaga ball, a game where the players try to extract the other people from the pit by hitting their feet when they hit the ball. Emily, Leah, and I choose to sit out since it was really too hot outside and we weren’t interested in becoming all sweaty. Nevertheless, Olivia confidently stepped into the pit. Quickly, the game started with a rush of hand and feet, running, jumping, dodging, and hitting. Olivia was doing surprisingly well, considering it was her first game.

The purpose of this paper is to analyze the stages in development of someone that I know. Describing the continuous and discontinuous development that is occurring at various stages of their young and middle child life span. In each section of my paper I plan to include specific subsections on the biosocial, cognitive, and psychosocial development of my chosen subject. This chosen subject will be my eleven year old sister, Faith Elizabeth Lattimore. Faith is currently developing in her early years of middle childhood. Piaget describes middle childhood as the time for concrete operational thought, characterized by new logical abilities about direct experiences and perceptions.(Berger, 2011, p. 319). Faith loves to sing,

There she was situated on the bus like any other Wednesday afternoon after hearing teachers screech all day. Suddenly, she heard coach wondering if anyone was willing to take a girl's’ position; she volunteered herself. She has never been able to see that glistening blue water through her goggles because her coach didn’t think she was ready to compete. Almost getting to her destination it was her time, the day where she’ll be able to wear her uniform other than just sitting behind taking time.