Personal Narrative: I Am The Woodman

I responded to Magnolia Wood Lodge in reference to a dirorderly call. Upon arrival, I made contact with Nathan Mosley. Mosley stated that one of the residence(Cedrice Barnes) was being very un cooperative and attempting to hit them with closed fist. Nathan Mosley, Angela Lewis and Cessiley Colwell, were all victims of the situation. Officer attempted to walk Barnes back to his room. Officers ended up getting Barnes back in his room, which was room 11. Officer's then talked with Barnes and explained the issue with him. Barnes started being un compliant and started throing closed fist at the employes. I then pinned Barnes agaist the wall and pulled out my pepper spray. When I released Barnes, he pushed me. Barnes was then told to placed his

One day at our summer cabin in the woods me my mom,dad,brother, and sister were having a peaceful day except for that this time we were in danger having to live off the land. For we feared that some kind of creature had taken over our cabin. What was once a peaceful vacation spot was know a place of eeriness.

It was a normal weekend when my brother ,Seth, and I were riding our dirt bikes in the trails just by our neighborhood. My buddy Jacob found us on the trails and decided to ride with us so we let him lead. We started to follow him and we ended up in a trail that only he goes down into. He went so far ahead that we lost him and couldn’t hear his bike anymore. Seth said that he was turning around so I turned around with him and we started heading home. I remember not paying attention to anything but my brother. He started fading, just then when I thought he left without me, he turns on his lights. I checked my watch and it was 12:00 o’clock noon but it was pitch black. I turn on my lights and

I still remember sitting in that quiet room, my parents and sister by my sides. Me, laying on the bed with my sister and dad. My mom on the floor snuggling up to my dog Birch. And then he was laying there, motionless. The whole house was silent. The mixture of the rain and fog outside made it nearly impossible to look out the window into the woods. Nobody knew what to say. I knew this was coming, but I wasn’t prepared.

Bare with me for another blog post about volleyball. This weekend was the Badger Region Volleyball Tournament, which my team participated in. When I walked into the building, the memories flooded in with scenes from the elevator adventures, cheese fries, and design your own sweatshirts. The first day, my team didn't play up our full potential, with my team only winning one out of three matches; which meant that we didn't place in any of the brackets, meaning zero chance of receiving a medal. However, at the end of the second match, I got switched from being middle all-around to libero ( a position where you only play back row on offense and defense). I guess it's an honor, but it puts a lot of pressure on me by labeling me as the best passer

I am the Tinman, and I am going to ask the Wizard of Oz to give me a heart. I would say to the Wizard there was a Munchkin girl who was so beautiful, and I loved her with all my heart. Unfortunately, the girl lived with an old woman who did not want her to marry anyone, so the old woman went to the Wicked Witch of the East, and promised her two sheep and a cow if she would prevent the marriage. The Wicked Witch enchanted my axe to slip and cut off my left leg, then my right leg, then my arms, then my head, and finally my body. I went to the tinsmith; therefore, the tinsmith made a body of tin.

I don’t remember the exact date but I remember that the year was either 2008 or 2009 and I was around eight or nine years old. I skipped school that day so I could go hunting with my dad, and so I got to skip school. At that time my dad was part of a hunting club and he was allowed to bring me with him.

I was three years old standing in front of over two hundred people in my church, about to sing “Go Tell It on The Mountain” for our yearly Christmas extravaganza. I remember being paralyzed with fear and running off stage crying into my mother’s arms. Two years later, I refused to let fear get to me, and I was determined to get back on stage and sing. My five-year-old self was very proud of finally getting to perform my favorite Christmas Hymn, and I fell in love with being able to sing in front of others. If there is one thing that has shaped me who I am today: it would be music.

"The Great Wizard of Oz I have come here today to ask for a heart." said the Tinman."I know that many people ask you for favors but this is important."For I have lost my heart I have lost my love for a munchkin girl. I have lost both legs both arms my head and my body. So I have come to you to ask for a new heart."

One aspect of my identity that has shaped my life experience and the way I see the world is my race. I am an African- American who has Nigerian descent from both parents. Growing up African American is hard for many of us, but we always come together to help each other out. We get judged for our skin color, religion, sexuality, and economic status. When I was younger, I always thought about what other people would say about me and how I looked. Even though it was hard seeing how other races portrayed my race, I have learned to embrace my skin color and not let anybody judge me. The society believes that African Americans are lazy, uneducated, and violent. Things people say about me and my race only make me want to prove myself to them that I am proud of my race and would never change myself for anybody.

Ahhhh!!! My little brother jumps out from the corner to scare the crap out of me as I was getting ready for bed. I live in a rural area with close neighbors, but woods surrounding me. It was about nine o'clock and I was sitting in my bed tucking myself under the covers when my older brother stares through the window above me and says,” Martin do you see the flashlight in the woods across the street.” It felt like the room was just dead silent and I looked out the window to see a flashlight shining toward our house. We sat there for a while staring at it…

After walking for days Dorothy and I got to see the wizard , the place was huge and it has like 20 doors but after the 6th door we found the wizard . Even though there was more doors i didn’t get to go see them. After the wizard asked us why we are here , i asked him a question and it was if i could have my heart back so i can love this girl . The girl was named Munchkin girl , she was beautiful as ever as she can be. The Munchkin girl lived with the wicked witch . The wicked witch wanted her and i not to get married even though I loved her . Soon as the wicked witch knew we were getting married she put a spell on me and when i was chopping wood , I cut off my arm and the tinsmith made me a new one and i got a arm back.

There was a neighbourhood woods across our school. I pushed the main entrance gate off with my feet and stepped outside from where it was the beginning of the woods. I walked deep into the woods and discovered a gigantic willow. The willow tree was surrounded with dark green bushes and wild roses.

Two years after we had signed the gas lease my father stopped farming. The cows and the pigs were sold to the Baker’s farm on the other side of Iberdeen. So were his two tractors along with most of the other equipment that had taken up real estate on our land. Now our house sat on almost three hundred acres of dirt, grass, hay, fieldstone, history.

I was an only an 11 year old child with only my dad to raise me up, my mother had passed away from a heart attack when I was only five years old. My dad was a boxer that would always come home beaten up. I would have to patch him up every time that he would lose a fight and come home with cuts and bruises on his head.