Memoir Things aren't always what they seem. There's always something or a reason to why things happen. I believe this situation was one of them. The end of the school year was over for most of my friends, but I still had one month left. I had one more month left of work,projects, and assignments. Personally to me it wasn’t really a pain in the butt, simply because it would help me out a lot and I would also be ahead of my new classmates. The dedication and time I put into my last month of school was something that my teachers thought should be rewarded. We were warned that there was a camping trip coming, and ahead of time i had already planned to to not attend, simply because of my lack of confidence and insecurity. I was always that kid that would like to be alone and rather sleep. I would not even socialize unless I knew who that person was, most of the time it was my friends and family. That was simply how i was and that was my way of living. …show more content…
That day i was handed a permission slip with a long list of things i needed, half of which i didn’t even own. I read it, like i was instructed to and eventually I got to the end of the page. There, placed in the middle of the bottom page two words were printed with the boldest font i had ever seen. Two words that later would change my whole personality. MANDATORY TRIP!!! My heart suunked and i started feeling nauseous, what on Earth was I going to do? In a split second millions of questions ran through my mind. What would i do without my family? What time would i go to sleep? Where was I going to stay? Would I be accepted in a cabin? “Alex,why are you so red?’’ Ms. Kimberly questioned me. “Oh, nothing I’m okay’’ I quickly
Typical, just a typical summer day for me. In fact, everything about it was typical. The time I got up, what I had for breakfast and what projects my dad had in store for me to do on the old house. My other family members would too also get jobs and projects to do around the house. Most of the time everyone would work on separate things and we would get many things accomplished putting us closer to our goal of getting the house on the market. But there would be times where we would have to work with other people. Depending on who you worked with you either got stuff done or you were arguing with that person about the silliest of things which would inevitably cause you to slow done and not get anything done. For me, that was
When I was 20 months old my partner in crime was born. Kensey Kaitlyn McKee was born March 7, 2002, and little did I know my life would be changed forever. I was not an only child anymore I now had a little sister who needed all the attention. Once Kensey was old enough to walk and talk that’s when we really started to have fun. We once got in trouble for wiping diaper rash cream all over our walls and mirrors, it was a disaster but I’m sure we were having the time of our lives. Another time we put our new kitten in a cooler in 100 degree weather for hours, and then finally one of us remembered where we had put her luckily the cat was just fine. We always had so much fun. I feel so bad for my parents at one point they had two toddler
I was not always so outspoken and driven to get good grades. Freshman year I was timid, struggled with my grades, and had no idea what the future looked like. Now, I have found exactly what I want to do for the rest of my life and became much more confident then I was freshman year. Along the way I have even made a decision to switch schools. I have transformed a lot along the way from freshman and sophomore year at Portsmouth High School and finishing off at Rogers High School.
I was in the car with my family heading towards the lake to go fishing. The car ride was long and boring. Half through the car ride we stopped at a gas station so we could get some gas. After we got gas we went back on the road and I fell asleep through the other half of the car ride.
The saying goes, “there are moments in life that can either make or break us.” There was a critical time in my life where that quote really came into play. While other regular fourteen-year-olds were worrying about school, clothes, etc.; I was facing a much more pressing matter. Fighting between the line of life and death with cancer.
It was 8:30pm in my bedroom. I just got home from football practice like every other night.
When I was 13 years old, my parents started to think about moving to United States because my dad was already working here for a company. We started all the immigration related process which took a while to end. When I was 14, one day I came back from school and my parents told me we were moving to US in 2-3 months. When I heard it first, I was happy, but later I started thinking about how I will be leaving everything behind. My family, friends and neighbors whom I have been with since I was little, I will be leaving all of them in a few months. As the date approached closer, we started to pack more and more things. There was
Lead:My memoir is really about...the struggles in your life. Some you can overcome, and some you can’t
I have been in the Marine Corps for roughly three and a half years and throughout that time I have done many things. Most of the things that I have done were with Combat Logistics Battalion 26. For three years, I worked with that unit through work ups and a deployment and I have seen and done many unique things. However, nothing I did with CLB 26 felt fulfilling, but that all changed when I changed units to CLB 8.
- my chest is going to collapse.. maybe more emotionally than physically but it all feels as if the pain is real and can always be felt.
My feet pound the track. I take deep breaths and pump my arms in rhythm with my steps. My muscles ache but my mind is focused, I am in the zone and I feel invincible, moving faster than ever before. Run, rest, repeat. The cycle of intervals in the workout let me just tune out and push myself. The only problem is, as I run each interval I feel a nagging pain in my leg. The pain slowly increases until I realize the worst: I might be injured.
Did the journal changed my life or the way I lived it, not particularly. Before this project started I would write almost every night anyway, not necessarily in a journal because I prefer typing to writing as it feels less permanent and certainly more changeable but the journal I used for the project was my actual one, with entries in it long before the project was assigned. Carrying the book around your neck was a bit overkill, but I have always carried a notebook with me. Over the summer I went to Philly almost every day and I filled up about 3 notebooks full of random thoughts because everyday on the train I would have to wait 20 minutes to get to my stop at 12th 13th and locust so I could go to work and during that time I didn't really have much
Have you ever had something in your life that has made you ask yourself, “What were you doing with your life before I came? Something that has unknowingly changed your life forever? That’s what writing has done to me. Writing has shaped me to become the person that I am today. I was not always as driven as I am today, but because of my errors in writing, I started to strive to be the best version of myself. I started writing my own stories when I was a freshman in High school; it was mid-February of 2010 and school was going to be over in a month. I was only twelve, and I had no background in writing novels whatsoever. All I knew was, I had tons and tons of ideas that I had to write on paper, and so I began writing. It was a sunny afternoon, you could hear the birds chirping, the wind whistling and the most prominent sound of all was the teacher’s voice echoing
Of the memoirs in the packet, number I was my favorite and the one that stuck the most in my head. Now it may have just stayed in my head because it was the first, but I still believe that it was the most exciting one in the packet. I really like stories that start out like any other day, like it could for anyone, but then it changes drastically and all of a sudden your heart is beating fast and you feeling the adrenaline as if the events of the story are happening to you and not the character. I can somehow relate to the author at the end of the memoir because I too wonder if I could handle myself in a dangerous situation. I would like to think that I could but the occasion has never arose where I could prove myself. It was amazing how the
I changed, I didn’t' even realize that I did, till now when I had to write about it. Throughout my years of living, I never payed much attention to myself, I've always been caring about others and making them smile and happy and comfortable . Looking back I realized throughout those years I've been helping others my characteristic been evolving me changing me without me realizing it adapting me to my environment. That changed made me better, looking back and seeing how much I helped others without realizing it made me smile a little.