Personal Narrative : My Blue Notebook

When I walked in today, some of the children were sitting on the floor and some were trying to play with the toys. As soon as I walked in Faith said hi to me and told me that we were going to go bowling and play bean bag toss after circle time. I sat with her and talked about what she did today, while we waited for the other big kids to come in. When circle time began Faith sat quietly on the rug. She did not sing along, but observed everyone else. She also didn’t do the hand motions besides for the weekday song. When Shalyn passed out the balloons Faith told me that she loves purple and really wanted to get the color purple. She waited her turn patiently and was just as excited to get the color blue. When it was time for her to get up and

When I get ready for baseball, I do it slowly so I won't overlook or forget anything . First, I find my navy blue jersey with a big bright red "A" on the chest area. Then, I put my sliding shorts that's padded all inside on so it won't hurt when I slide. I grab my long white baseball pants that look like sweatpants, put them on to protect my legs, and zip them up. It's a different type of material that feels soft . Next, I put my rose red belt on and tuck my shirt in. After that, I place my navy blue cap on top of my head, grab my white Oakley's with a reddish orangish lens and set it on the bill of my hat. I go find my lucky gold chains, put them around my neck and slap my wrist bands on. I make sure I've packed all my equipment, for example

That moment, thirteen years ago, was the moment that changed everything. I was young, at only 22 years old, and filled with excitement for the new job that began only one week prior. The typical first day jitters were beginning to settle, though I still felt new and quite anxious. My desire to fit in, make new friends, and to impress my peers radiated through me. I was on a mission to excel in my new role. Little did I know, when I began that day, my naive self would be in for a rude awakening. I would soon be discriminated against.

Omg what if you could talk to everyone with just one object. That would be heaven wouldn't it well guess what. You can isn't that awesome and all you gotta do is one thing or a couple. So if you would like to talk to everyone with just one thing do what i say. Well first ask your parents or if you're an adult take your car and go to the store and go ask where are your wifi boxes and of course do not go to a grocery store go to a store like walmart or something like that and ask them where their wifi boxes are and they will tell you it really doesn't matter what one you get then you check out buy it and then go home and find a spot where you wanna put it and then put it there and then put it there and if you can't figure out

I’m on the verge of calling her an asshole, but quickly change my mind. Instead I say, “Whitney, my life isn’t in a downward spiral and as for tarnishing the family name that’s absurd. Since I recall, two horse thieves, four drug smugglers, six prostitutes and hordes of corrupt politicians hang from your family tree. Honestly; no one will notice a college dropout perched on one of its branches. More to the point, this decision came about because the sight of a white canvas and a paint brush in my hand induces unbelievable boredom; furthermore, I’ve accepted an offer put forth by Tommy Apple, an iconic tattoo artist and owner of the multinational corporation, Ink It

I found it a little difficult to find what to write about that would satisfy the definition of my “minutia”. Perhaps it is because I did not quite understand what minutia really meant outside of a textbook definition and in the real world, or I have not fully realized or acknowledged on a consistent basis how many of the moments in my life have contributed to that which has an effect on me in the form of shaping or altering me. After nostalgically scrolling through my Instagram profile for a while the other day, I came across quite a few photos of me recording my gym workouts dating from the autumn of 2014 and into early 2015, and I eventually decided that this would suit the requirements for what could be my own minutia.

I latched onto the two blue ropes above me. I hoisted myself up and balanced myself on the corner of the twine. I swung my legs over the next two ropes, and I climbed under the blue rope and over the red one. I paused for a moment and used my shirt to wipe of my sweaty, calloused palms. My muscles were sore and my heart was pounding in my chest, but I had to persevere. To my right, my cousin was catching up to me. He scaled up the outside of the rope obstacle until he finally reached my level. I quickly grabbed for the next rope square, and leaped through the top. One last push, and I finally landed on the metal platform. I made it.

All I did was accidently leave the back door open. Back and forth, and back and forth. Yelling. After what felt like an hour she remembered we are above Floral Smiles, our flower shop that makes me feel sick, and she yells at me again for yelling.

So at the beginning of grade 11 I had no friends and I wasn't really happy at school but I started getting close with 2 girls by the name Ruqiya and Sabrina. We got really close we would do anything together and they meant the world to me. But like every friendship we had our ups and downs but the same thing would always happen and I was always stuck in the middle of them Ruqiya and Sabrina. They didn't really like each other so when something would happen they would both talk back about one another and I didn’t really like that because they were both my friends. So after the problems would got worse I decided it would be better if we parted ways instead. So I slowly stopped talking to them and started hanging out with two of

Enter. A simple word that has so many meanings to me. In this instance, it meant to begin exporting a film from Final Cut onto Quicktime. Such a small act at that moment felt like one of the greatest feats of my life. I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms as I watched the bar begin to load, signaling that my film would be finished exporting in forty-two minutes. Forty-two minutes until it was finished and another two and a half hours before it was to be shown in front of a crowd of hundreds of parents, children, industry professionals, and more.

This is how she threatens me most times. You know what it is for someone who seems to be in charge to be threatening one like this. You should know how one supposed to feel when ones hard work is being threatened. Alisha, I am not saying this to weep up sympathy. I know my stuff. I am not boasting. I would please like you to check my past records in school, feedbacks from both my practicums and my preceptor before her. I believe the school should have these records. This is a wanton display of man’s inhumanity to her fellow human being. It was issues like this that made me to ask her one day if she was going to fail me, as the threats keep coming unabated and without any cause. I will not be far from the truth to think that my preceptor is

Thank you for your email, you have a lot going on in your life. I am sorry I don’t have nearly as much to write about. I just have my everyday stuff going on. We have quite a bit of snow already, I hope that is not a sign of what we will get this winter, I am already sick of winter. I saw you also had some cold weather and snow in Europe.

The girl in blue also known as Katie woke up Christmas eve feeling happy. She brushed her teeth,took a shower, and ate breakfast. She went up stairs to wake up her little brother Johnny. As she woke him up she gave him a bath, and brushed his teeth. She carried little Johnny down the staircase so he can eat,as she kissed her mom, and dad good by as she went to her friend Sarah's house.

When I was young, around 4 years old, I moved into a small house with my mother and father. This house wasn’t anything special but it was home. It had a small yard that was surrounded with a white fence on one side and the back, then the garage on the other. If you looked at the area from above you will see 4 squares combined to create a larger square with the house in the bottom left, yard in the top left, garage in the top right and driveway in the bottom right. Part of the yard was taken up with a small deck and a little play set with swings and monkey bars. I loved the monkey bars they were my favorite thing to play on. The house itself was only one floor with a basement that I have no memory of. Maybe it was off limits, maybe it was dangerous,

But there are so many stories and sides, I just have to let go of