Personal Narrative-It's Time To Join The Army

I went pre-med before getting deployed and as an intern I've seen a lot of horrible things. But when it's your friend... Someone you serve with... It stays with you forever.

It was Christmas Eve. My brothers and I sat on the livingroom floor. The Christmas tree lights dimly lit the room. We sat around my mother who was sitting on the couch while my Father was looking for The Night Before Christmas

After signing up for the U.S. Air force I went off to Basic Military Training in August of 2011 I’ve never been away from Michigan for longer than 2 weeks. Now everything about my life is planned and controlled by my instructor SSgt Ashby a short women with a raspy voice from heavy smoking, of course though it was her job to create pressure in my life to push me to my mental limits to see when I’ll crack

Jared’s response to my question, “Why did you join the military and why did you pick the branch you’re serving?” was very honest and straightforward. He explained to me he wasn’t going anywhere in life and decided to follow in his family’s footsteps and chose the military. When I asked him what his first days working were like and if it was different than training for it he immediately snapped and said “It was the hardest work I’ve ever done in my life.” He thought it was very different than training for the job because once he meant his boss they would teach him something different. I would say his favorite topic from me was when I asked him to tell me about Boot camp. He explained to me what he learned and it was you have to play as a

We as people make decisions every day that will affect the rest of our lives. Most people when deciding whether to do something they picture it to be amazing, fun, and exciting or boing and horrible. These thoughts may be true once you experience it but it can also be the opposite of what you were thinking. My decision was to join the military as the marine. I will be doing a comparison/contract on my perceptions on going to Bootcamp, ITB (infantry training battalion), and The Fleet.

Have you ever felt like you weren't really sure what to do with your life? Especially during senior year, with so many options to choose from. I felt that same exact way. I didn't know what school i wanted to go to or even what career I wanted to pursue. So I just decided to join the U.S. Army.

I recall a few leaders that I have worked for. Unfortunately, not all of them were pleasant to work with. Some abused their powers for their benefits. Or, Some hardly ever showed any affiliation with me and my peers. I want to become a leader who can present a better standard to soldiers. I believe this scholarship and skills that I have been acquiring from my current military career will help me get there.

As a kid, we are asked, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" Like any other kid, for a long time I wanted to be a famous singer or soccer player. As I got older, the question of "What do you want to be when you grow up?" turned into "What is your plan once you graduate high school?" In my opinion, I think it is outrageous for us to ask sixteen and seventeen year old kids to decide what they are going to do with their future, when we are still trying to figure out who we are.

When I was a young soldier I found myself in trouble with the Army because of my debt, I was ordered, to clean it up or I was going to be chaptered out of the army. So in order to get myself out of financial trouble. I had to take a hard look at my spending. So, I made a list of every change I had to make. First and for most I started by looking at my car payment, rent and insurance. I found after I refinance my car I saved about 240. When I check out my rent which was high I truly could not afford it. So, I moved back into the Barracks. That freed up 800 dollars easy. (Because I saved on gas and eat at the mess hall) I shopped around for cheaper car insurance so I end up with USAA which saved me about 35 dollars extra a month.

Growing up with a parent in the military can be hard sometimes. In 2010 my dad got deployed to Iraq for six months. He left in August and was not home until February 2011. I was in seventh grade, and only twelve years old when he left. When he was gone my family and I worried about him a lot. Many people at the age of twelve do not worry about a lot of things. They might worry about their school work, what to wear, or maybe even what the new kid in their class thinks about them. When I was twelve, not only did I have to worry about simple things that other young kids my age worried about, I had to worry about my dad. A lot of people might think that you should not worry about things that you can not control, but it is never as simple as it

I join the military soon after high school. I didn't really have a clue of what I wanted to do at that time. I knew I had to do something because my high school sweetheart had just got pregnant. I was scared out my mind because now I'm sitting here thinking how am I gonna support a child when I cant event support myself. So I made up in my mind that I would join the military. I start talking to all the recruiters that came by the high school. I got all the information I could get from all the branches. I choose the Navy because it kinda appeal to me as having the better job. I also was thinking about the traveling I'll be doing to different countries. That really got me excited. I left headed to to boot camp in August. My heart felt real heavy because I was leaving my

Growing up I looked up to my grandfathers which had their life in order and wanted to be like them. I have a father but he is not someone I want me or my kids to look up to cause he never follows through with his promises and was never finacially stable. Both of my grandfathers had service and retired out of the military one even retired from Ford also. They were always insiping to me and when I got out of high school I couldn't wait to join a military service that would take me. After joining the Army I realized that I had made the right choice in life cause deep down I knew once I married and settled down I was going to be like my grandfathers and follow in their path and set myself and my family with things in life that I didn't have but

Ever since I was younger, my dream has always been serving in the United States military. My grandfather was a Colonel when he served his time in the military in Vietnam. During the Vietnam War, he was working with the United States military to take a stand against communism. When my family and I migrated from Vietnam to United States in 2003, I realized that I can finally work hard to accomplish my childhood dream. I had always been thankful for the opportunities and freedom this country has given me and my family. Therefore, I learned not to ever take the things we have for granted. Now that I am older, I want to be able to serve and protect the United States of America. I decided that I want to join the Air Force instead of other

On this journey called life, nothing is given and everything is earned; there are so many obstacles that I have overcome and many more that I will face in the future, but all is worth it to achieve the ultimate goal known as success.

A sharp pain hit my chest. I got nervous and looked around to see who was watching me. They all are. They all think I’m stupid. They all know I shouldn’t be here, but yet here I am and there they were. As the rest of the seats filled up at the airport, all the standbys started to leave because they knew what’s about to happen. They’ve been through this. I stood holding my backpack, my nose starting to run, my eyes puffy. The attendants kept apologizing over and over again, giving me options and it was like I was on autopilot. It all just came out and I couldn’t compose myself. I don’t even remember all I said. I don’t know how angry and scared I came off as. I kept thinking, is this really happening, did I make the right choice? Why did I