Personal Narrative : Minutes Of Suspense Essay

On 08/04/16 at 8:42pm, I was dispatched to 2087 S. Hamilton Rd, on a injury dangerous or vicious dog/injured dog, serious injury, involving a Columbus Police Officer (CPD) being bit by a dog and shooting dog. I arrived at the location. I was advised my CPD personnel that the CPD Officer that was bite was transported to the hospital and that the dog was still breathing. I was escorted to the area where the dog was. The dog was on the ground, next to the dog was dog owner Jackie Fate. I was unable to see any visible injuries to the dog, the dog had shallow breathing. I asked Ms. Fate to wrap the leash around the dog’s mouth to prevent the dog from biting her or me while I placed the dog on the stretcher. Ms. Fate complied, I slowly guided the dog on the

My hands were a little damp, as I was anxious and a little nervous as to what the day ahead of me held. This is similar to the sweat people get when they work hard. I believe it is a symbol of hard work paying off. The sweat that was on my hands was symbolic of my hard work, and now that visit is the reward. After we parked, my parents and I walked through the Livingston Campus towards the outdoor ticket booth, the place where we said we would meet. As we were walking towards the ticket offices on that cold, grey Saturday morning, my mind was spinning thinking about many different things. It kind of felt like I was walking in slow motion and that my thoughts were taking over my body. I was curious as to what was going to happen during the day that laid ahead of me. In front of me I saw a door swing open and noticed that it was the coaching staff. A few steps later, we were standing face to face with the staff. After we all chatted for a few moments, the exciting part of my day was about to

Coach Shapiro raises his monogrammed aluminum whistle and it is the most unholy sight I have ever laid my eyes on. I allow myself to exhale. I attempt taking in the air of the room when I inhale. Instead, I am greeted with the sweet ripe smell of ‘determination’. Determination is Coach’s word for sweat, as in Ya ain’t had enough ‘til ya got determination all over your body or Practice ain’t over ‘til ya are able to fill a glass with your determination. My pores are boundless and eager. My anxiety starts to show itself through the determination that leaks off of me like a faucet.

In Oklahoma, where there are bloody rumbles and serious crimes made here in this big city, but there is a tiny sixteen year old boy living in the middle of it all, and that was me, Johnny. The Greaser was like a second home for each other. They were rough, old fashion, and have been In rumbles where breaking your arm wasn’t a serious injury, but they help another out. I, in the other hand, was not like them. They say that heroes need a dark past in order to be stronger in the comics I read, but that didn’t happen to me. I was abused by my own parents and I got jumped by those rich Socs. They left scars and pain for me, I felt like I’ve gotten weaker after this, not stronger.

November 26th, 2004, and there is a sea of burnt orange everywhere at Darrell K

I’d had many mini-lifelines thrown my way, none turned out to be the life-altering, ground shaking beneath me, and gates to opening up “heaven”, though. To me, I’d blame it on the different ways I came off to strangers, depends on the day, I could be a multitude of characters, but never latch onto the following of others. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted my lifeline to latch onto, the problem was, I was like a fishing net with a gaping hole--incapable of doing such things. Then, the last person I expected to, stepped up and accepted the challenge.

This summer, I took a shopping trip to target for a late night snack attack. Before checking out at the cashier stand, I strolled through the one dollar spot. If there’s anything I’ve gained from my mother, it's to never ignore a good deal. It was mainly cheap plastic toys for kids but, yet something caught my eye. A Dr. Seuss section, filled with little metal lunch boxes, pencil pouches, sippy cups, and pencils. From Green eggs with ham to One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish. I immediately started sifting through these goodies. Dr. Seuss had been the foundation to my reading journey. Reading all his books since I was six. For Dr. Seuss to fit into my epiphany moment, let me give you a brief but important background to me, Belinda Coronado.

My Signature Themes are achiever, arranger, responsibility, input, and significance. Each of these are very significant in defining my strengths and showing me how to best use my strengths in my future. My first strength was achiever and this is representing me as a whole, and is what I use in everyday life. I am a driven person who wants to accomplish many things and I visualize my life as a mountain that I will overcome every day and at the end of every day I will have a beautiful view of what I have accomplished. I use every day in events such as: relentless volunteering, working long hours and everything is done with an impeccable sense of satisfaction after completion. My second and third strengths are arranger and responsibility. These

Growing up with a mother who worked first shift, a father who worked third shift, and a brother nine months older than me, I had literally no one to teach me how to read. I would sit in the middle of the living room floor and hold a book upside down and pretend to read. I had no idea what was actually on the page but from the picture I was pretty spot on. I would read anything with pictures on it. My first reading encounter did not start off in an academic setting.

Being healthy and staying active is not something my family has been worried about. I have to be honest,I thought the same thing before I started wrestling. I ate anything I wanted too, I was not too active. I like to sleep in and play video games. I was out of shape and couldn’t run very far without losing my breath. This all changed when I started to wrestle.

I am an introvert. I value my personal space and I need my alone time. I haven’t had much of either ever since I moved into my dorm at the University of Georgia two weeks ago. Every day has been a combination of classes, errands, and friends. This isn’t a complaint. I love the freedom and figuring out how to handle more responsibility. I love being around other people and having friends that are always up to watching something on Netflix or playing a game. But everyone needs a break. The first two weeks have been a rush but there hasn’t been a moment to just pause and take in everything that has happened so far.

I am particularly proud of the fact that I did well in my event during track season. I was asked by the track coach to run in an event that I have never done before--300 meter hurdles. At the beginning of the season my times were slow and my technique was poor. I watched the other hurdlers and emulated their effort. I took direction from the coach. As the season progressed, my times steadily improved. At the end of the season I competed for a spot in the regional finals. I am happy that I competed even though I didn’t make the finals. This experience demonstrates my self motivation, my ability to overcome stress and a degree of competence I didn’t know I had in a sport in which success is largely determined by individual effort. At

The first part of our rehearsal was in class during a free session. We sort of just got together as a group and try to figure out our topics and what everyone wanted to do. It was hard for us at first because our schedules were busy so all we had was the time that was given in class. We had time to start working on the PowerPoint. We chose the websites that we thought we wanted to do and that could relate to the topic of the subject the best. We made a PowerPoint that everyone could edit and add what they wanted to. Each individual added some content about how and what they did or have done to help the youth of empowerment. I feel as if we got a lot achieved for just one class period of time, also with a couple of students missing.

This year has started out with a bang. I went through auditions and have been through non stop rehearsal, but extremely fun rehearsal at the same time. Auditions were a lot more scarier this year than last. I think it was because I really wanted a certain part this year, and I practiced so much over the summer. I guess I would have been very sad if I didn't get this certain part. In Anything Goes I really wanted to become an Angel. That was my goal over the entire summer.

“You know that this building is like 110 stories high? If you fell you would definitely die.” “Shut up, I'm missing school for dad’s birthday so I don't want to be learning anything new today,” I explain to my annoying little brother Jake.“ Dad says that there are at least three cables holding the elevator up so we should be fine,” Jake stated. “Why does mom get to stay on the ground again; and we are going up to the 85th floor?” Jake asked for the millionth time. “Because she is placing a reservation for some fancy dinner place for dad's fiftieth birthday,” I explained to him for the millionth time.