Personal Narrative: My Archived Status

My writing has improved greatly over the years. Now, I am able to write much longer papers, my writing is more detailed, my writing is straight, I am able to write in different styles, and my letters aren't shaped weirdly anymore. All and all, my writing has improved a good amount. I still do not enjoy writing that much. I am really enjoying math and science right now. The writing that I do like, is writing about a subject that I choose with no guidelines. My past writing pieces that I have done, have been the personal narrative (in 6th grade), and the researched based writing project (also in 6th grade). Both of those projects I did not enjoy that much, because we worked on those two projects for a long time. Even thought I do not enjoy writing

VROOM! The bus goes when the engine starts and drives to school. Ugh! The thought of going to school again and beginning the 2nd grade in Maurice Hawk School. EH. I wasn’t so nervous because I had the same class as my friends. I know my teacher was so nice to me in 2nd grade, because basically all elementary school teachers are really nice to kids like me. Her name was Mrs. Ramirez. I had to run to different classes during that class like speech or just different subjects because I hate the thought of being late. When is was time for speech, my teacher picked my classmate and I up because we forgot to come to class. I know I just said that I hate the thought of being late, but hold your horses! It was only the first day! Give me a break! But anyways, while we were walking slowly and calmly in the hall, we started

I come across a rear projection TV on the side of the road one day, load it up, and take it home. I eagerly spend a good four hours stripping it down and saving as much as I can. I end up with a 48” fresnel lens, two hefty speakers, a couple large capacitors, three glass lenses, and a glass mirror. Left over is a box of electronic waste and the particle board skeleton of a TV. I take the electronics to my local electronics recycling center, and set the wooden frame on the curb. I took 70 lbs. of trash and turned it into 10 lbs. of treasure ripe for projects, 30 lbs. of recyclables that would have gone to a landfill, and 30 lbs. of refuse that I had fun

“Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether mad is or is not the loftiest intelligence—whether much that is glorious—whether all that is profound—does not spring from disease of thought—from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect” (Poe); these are the words of a man born on January 19, 1809. As a child Poe’s parents had passed on making him an orphan. He then went on to live with the family of John Allan who was originally from Richmond, Virginia. During the period of 1815-1820, the family migrated to England. Living in England was beneficial to Poe for the reason that he gained his gothic style that appears so frequently in his work from this area. Although prior to his success challenges

Throwback to 2007, When I was 5, Life was good, And I was in kinder, I lived in

I currently find myself, unable to meet the terms of my marker agreement. In an attempt to satisfy my obligations, I am requesting that payments arrangements be made to meet marker obligations at Harrah’s properties. I have recognized that I have a gambling compulsion and have recently reach out to Gambling Anonymous and the1-800-GAMBLER hotline for help. Although the markers are not yet due, I recognize that payments are the only way I can satisfy this debt. Request the marker be held and converted to payments verse an account debit. I understand that you are under no obligation to accept payment arrangements, but ask for your patience and assistance. Over the past months, I have completely depleted my savings and 401K plans to satisfy my

Throughout the last 14 years of school I have had what I thought were called accomplishments, from getting A honor roll or even AB honor roll, to me that was always a big deal ever since I was a little girl. As school went on, I recieved awards here and there from teachers for many different things. Some were just from doing well on something, and others were for accomplishing something in class. Even though, I may have thought that those pieces of paper were a huge deal, one of the most special most meaningful ones I have recieved was last year at the end of the year for the underclassmen awards banquet. For this awards banquet only selected students were invited to attend, which in that case most of us are not sure of what we were selected for we just go and

My piece of obsidian will not always be the same type of rock. The rock cycle does not have any order. My rock right now is igneous but weathering and erosion could break it into sediments and then become a sedimentary rock. Like I said my rock could be totally different in a million years. There is no order to the rock cycle. It could start or stop at any place.

Reserved. That’s the word that describes me the most. It’s ironic when you really think about it because to the people I know really well, I’m far from reserved. However, since we’re in the context of college, people here would probably describe me as reserved. I remember the day like it yesterday. Like every other traumatic school story ever told, mine took place during middle school. To make this into short tale, a boy in my class had entire group of kids call me ugly. I didn’t care about my looks back in middle school; however, his callous actions opened my eyes, that day, to the spontaneous cruelty of life. I did nothing, to my knowledge, to warrant that attack, but that didn’t matter to him. On the outside, I seemed fine, however, I was

I would be an outstanding student in Spelman College's faculty classes because I am hard worker. My work has always came first even when I had experienced a big transition in my life I didn't allow that to stop me from doing my work. My work was always a outlet for me to express myself and to show my teachers how I really think. For instance, in my English Composition Class we read a poem called "I Want A Wife by Judy Brady" then we read a book named "Fences by August Wilson", and one day we were in class discussing the poem in the book and it shocked my teacher when I made the connection between the two. I thought my teacher made us read "I want a wife" because in the book "Fences" the main character named Troy expected everything in that

After almost two years of my work, and I've been getting a lot of customers anyway, instead I thought of to stop working there. I'm already getting bored and I want to continue my college. With the money my savings for two years, I was able to enroll in college without having to request a cost to my parents.

Like I was saying before this year is cross country is really different. We were supposed to have 4 seniors this year however 2 quit running so now it is just Kylie and me. So with us being the team captains and with our team being twice as small as any other it’s not the same feeling. We only have one new girl on the girl’s team but we are all really close this year but there has been a lot of drama that was not needed. We had one girl kicked off the team because she missed a morning practice over the summer while she was sick. Yes she had a problem with missing practice last year but that was last year. So this year after missing 3 practices with the last time being when she was sick she was kicked off the team. To me no one should be kicked

Throughout my life, I feel like I have been pretty successful. I have been able to accomplish some of my personal goals, while both being able to give back to my community and plan for my future. I hope that my with the success I have had already, will help me have an even more successful life in the future.

Whether or not you achieve the status of college graduate, spouse, parent, bank president, or prison inmate depends largely on your own efforts, behavior, and choices. Master status is the status that is considered the most significant in a person 's social identity. Typically, a person 's occupational status is regarded as his or her master status. If you are a full-time student, your master status is likely to be "student."

A 15 year old girl was at school with all of her friends. One of them said hey you guys let's go outside and everybody agreed when they got outside a 17 year old boy asked them if they wanted to buy some and they said lets try it. The 15 year old tried it and she bought 3 pounds of marijuana and cocaine. They were doing drugs for a year now.