Personal Narrative: Jack's Recovery

A time I had to overcome adversity in my life was when I became injured during the middle of cheer tryouts. At the time I was very passionate about competitive cheer, and my goal was to make the junior five team. When I got to tryouts everyone was tumbling, stunting and doing the dance routine. My adrenaline was pumping as I went to warm up my tumbling and throw a roundoff, back handspring, layout. I was determined to accomplish this for tryouts and impress my coach, but I was still very nervous. As I was running into the roundoff back handspring, I knew something was bound to go wrong. The next thing I knew I was in the middle of the air and suddenly landed on my knees, with my ankle twisted under me. My face got bright

The loss of my younger brother changed my life in ways that I couldn't have imagined at the time of his death, but I was bombarded with so many emotions and undertakings that deeply impaired my thought process.

I feel a sense of calmness wash over me. My thoughts are peaceful and positive. I am confident and capable. I sleep a deep, healing sleep. I wake in the morning refreshed and renewed.

I have never been so filled with joy in my life! I started screaming and prancing but that soon came to an end when he hit me. Those screams of joy soon turned into screams of pain and agony. Then he left me on the floor in pain and went back to his house. I must have stayed there for awhile, because after I got up and came home it was 8:45 pm. I could now sleep peacefully but not truly yet.

It has been a week since I handed in my project for English, things still do not feel the same at home, something feels as if it’s missing with Johnny and Dally went. Like a shadow has gone over our group. Nothing feels quite the same around a home, Dally seems more gentle with me almost as if I’m glass and will break, but I can see why. They try to make me feel better, and slowly my life is getting back on track, my grades are slowly climbing up, again Dally thinks I still got a good chance to get into a great university, he thinks that if I enter track next year, and do well I can even get a sports scholarship. I hope what he is saying is right. The whole group seems to be pushing me forward. Sodapop also seems happy for me, he is smiling more, but he almost seems more protective. Now that my head is clear I feel like I can see things the way they are. Because of that, they are careful around me, not wishing me to become like what I was again.

I can relate to B.J. from Tears of a Tiger to my own life. I can relate my life to B.J more than any other character. The first reason I can relate myself to B.J. is because I do not drink. “ Yeah we was drinkin’-- all cept’ B.J.-- he don’t drink.” proves that B.J. does not drink just like me. Another reason is I am to short to play basketball just like B.J. An example from the text is “ Naw, B.J. don’t play on the team-- he’s too short, but the four of us hang together.” And the last reason I can relate to him is because I do not pray very often like B.J. I pray in bad emergencies. “ I know I don’t pray very often, and I know you haven’t seen me in church lately, but I feel like I need to pray or something.” I have friends that I hang out

After suffering the past four years from multiple concussions with limited help, you begin to feel that recovering is just about impossible. I have essentially been at the same recovery level the past four years with only small improvements in my well-being. The Doctors I had gone to in the past were very limited in what they could do for me. Until rcently if you asked me if I ever felt I would be able to fully recovery from my concussions the answer would be, no. This answer completely changed after returning from Cerebrum Health Centers in Dallas, Texas. I was very fortunate to have come across Cerebrum when I was looking for information for my website. Shortly after I had found out about the Brain Center I was on a plane to Dallas to go

The person who was the most influential being in my life has been Sgt. Yost. He let me know he cared, he made me understand my sense of worth as a student, and showed me what i was capable of academically. To provide someone with the same experience i received in education would be an everlasting experience. The opportunity to give back to my community, alongside my credentials in leadership based programs influence me to ignite an evergreen passion in the hearts of those in my community

I felt my face getting red hot as I raced down the hospital hallway. I bit my lip, slamming into the wall. I pushed myself back and ran into an open elevator. I tried to study the floor numbers but my vision was blurry from the tears building up in my eyes.

Buffalo Jack’s was the kind of joint Evan hated. It was over crowded, loud, and there were people’s brats running around everywhere. The décor was that of a family fun atmosphere complete with plenty of crap adorned on the walls and a row of video games just off the entry way. Unusually tall tables lined the room’s walls and its core each surrounded by a half a dozen stools. Popcorn and peanut shells littered the floor encouraged by the management’s anything goes at Buffalo Jack’s philosophy. Patrons drank out of bell jars and watched sports on the twenty-five or so television sets that were plastered everywhere.

While growing up economically disadvantaged isn’t necessarily desirable, I believe that it has allowed me to develop important traits and life skills that I might not have otherwise developed. Horatio Alger Award winner Johnny Cash would likely say the same about himself. Johnny Cash was if anything a hard worker. He came from very little and was able to develop and hone his talents and make a name for himself that will last generations. While the success I have attained thus far is minimal compared to that of Cash, throughout my life, I have dedicated myself to my schooling and extracurricular activities in order to make my own name for myself. I have been able to attain knowledge that has allowed me to maintain a high GPA as well as win multiple

March 8th of 2013 is a date that will forever be engraved in my history. That sunny Friday would soon turn into a treacherous storm that would change my life forever. It began when my mother woke up. She was ready to take me to school as usual, but today she was feeling different. As we got inside the car, she had a hard time walking due to a painful sting she had in her lower abdomen. The car ride turned into a horror show as she began screaming from the pain she was experiencing, as if she were ready go into labor. Me, not knowing what to do, asked her if I should call 911. She refused. I was feeling anguished since was driving with the pain, which could have resulted in a car crash. As I got to school, I saw her ride off with a painful look

It was a hot Spring day in the middle of a soccer game of my Freshman year. I felt that pain that impacted my life forever. It changed my outlook on life and made me realize how truly lucky I am. I came home that evening and complained to my Mother how bad my chest was hurting. She told me it was most likely indigestion or something I had ate earlier that day. Her being the educated nurse that She is, I believed her and went on about my night. Soccer season continued and the pain was still there but only when I ran. I didn’t think much of it and ignored it. Soccer season ended and I had never felt the pain again. That was until later that year, I walked from my class to the office. I could feel them again. I told

Working with David on this case, elicit so much excitement out of me, not only because it was a high profile case, but also because it would unquestionably benefit my career’s welfare and having David, as my mentor, would be extremely educational. I was surprised he asked me to assist him with the case considering the short noticed did not allowed me to prepared appropriately, but I trusted his judgment.

Perhaps my life has not been so glamourous. I’ve never traveled anywhere unless it was for a useful purpose and have only gone to China to visit family members on their deathbeds, which is anything but glamourous.