Personal Narrative: My Contribution To The Key Community Values

Starting high school can be a little scary, especially when you have no guidance from siblings, like me, being the first one from my family to have an education. But that did not stop me from succeeding, I?ve always been confident and determined. I?m an enthusiastic when it comes to trying new things. Who would have thought I was going to be a good athlete plus a book geek, when in my past years I was just a regular kid. I was pretty excited about joining a club that had a connection with high school, that way I didn?t have to start from zero, I always want to be a step ahead. Fortunately, in summer, a high school coach was recruiting freshmen for running either cross country or track, they both involve running, so I considered it like the same sport with different timing. And this is when it all started. Running

My legacy began when my family taught me to read. My mom and grandma took turns teaching me different letters and sounds out of an early reader. By the time I reached kindergarten, I read well enough to strengthen my skills on my own. My favorite author from kindergarten was Eric Carle. I brought home Brown Bear Brown Bear so many times that my mother told me I was not allowed to read it again.

Many people have left legacies from when they were alive. Some are good, and some are bad. Those people may not agree with what they have left behind, and some may be perfectly okay with theirs. For me, I would like to leave behind a legacy that shows my family that I was a good person. I would want them to know that I had good intentions for my life and that I wanted to do good for myself and others. In this essay, I will explain what I would like my legacy to be like.

I have always taken great pride in my ability to bring myself out of poverty and to become a well-rounded person. I have suffered through many obstacles along the way, and with great determination, I have been able to overcome them. I know that I have been fortunate and I never take that for granted. Friends and family are a great support system and I am blessed to have the best of both. I work very hard to instill strong beliefs into my children and their friends. It is very important to me that I give back to the community. Understanding social culture and economic provides and even greater sense of wanting to help those that need it. I volunteer through my work with Habitat for Humanity and the Houston Food Bank. My daughter also volunteers

My strongest advocacy point these day is to create Community Powerhouse Collaborations made up of Parents, Educators and Business for the sole purpose of developing what I call, the Kindergarten CEO. Nurturing, supporting and developing each kids unique skills and abilities to be eventually monitized in some form in a high demand job in the global work place. It's the best way to ease the pressure off the Public Workforce Sysrem and ensure that young people get the "first chance" system opportunity right. We're looking to plan a strategy in Bergen County to address this. If you're interested in supporting our initiaitve, please let me

One aspect of my identity that has shaped my life experience and the way I see the world is my race. I am an African- American who has Nigerian descent from both parents. Growing up African American is hard for many of us, but we always come together to help each other out. We get judged for our skin color, religion, sexuality, and economic status. When I was younger, I always thought about what other people would say about me and how I looked. Even though it was hard seeing how other races portrayed my race, I have learned to embrace my skin color and not let anybody judge me. The society believes that African Americans are lazy, uneducated, and violent. Things people say about me and my race only make me want to prove myself to them that I am proud of my race and would never change myself for anybody.

On another task to look at the community, we had to broaden our world. Instead of going around and interviewing professors, we have to interview people in and around the Durant area. We got a list and had to pick from that list. I was hoping that someone from the Church would be on the list. Looking over it, no name sounded familiar. However, one person in our group knew someone on the list, which gave us a leg to stand on. Our chosen person was located in Calera, and went by the name Samuel Sanchez.

The lives I would touch for my legacy would be my family and friends because those are the people that care about me and what I do. That they would help me out with anything I need. My major accomplishment would be a pro soccer player and go to Rutgers College. The other accomplishment in my life would be to get very good grades in school to get a good education.

When I think of the word legacy I think of how I will be remember and what I will leave behind for generations to come. I think of people like Martin Luther King Jr and Gandhi, whose impact changes the lives of many and the world as it was known during that time. I don’t think that my impact will be received on such a big scale like Martin Luther King Jr., Gandhi, and many other but hopefully I will be able to touch the people who were close to me during my lifetime.

Growing up in a very traditional Asian household, I was pushed every day to achieve any goal I sought out to accomplish. Whether it was playing piano, practicing the viola, or studying for school, my parents were always supportive with any goal I had in mind. One of the main reasons why I am who I am today is because where my parents originated from and their desire to follow the American Dream for not just them but my sister and I.

My Legacy will be remembered as good student but not the greatest behavior. Most of my legacy will be remembered with the teachers I always had a good thing with the teachers. The teachers always liked me because I did my work and payed attention sometimes.It wil also will be with the students I left behind a good path with the teachers. The life that I touched the most would be Mrs. Codispoti she was my favorite teacher last year and we made a big impact on each other's life.

In the beginning, I went to the center to take the blue teams flag. I decided to change my team to the red side. I made sure the blue side wouldn't win. I saw a guy named 05Ninja05.

I walked in through the front door of the lobby and sat in a chair, waiting for my mentor; a lady whose name I could never remember. This being my usual routine, I realized that my mentor was almost always late and decided to make my way to a small library across the lobby. I had applied for a school club for the upcoming year and one of the requirements in order to get in was to show off my philanthropic side and give back to my community. Not putting too much thought into where I was going to volunteer, I did what any lazy person, such as myself, would do and decided to give back to my community through probably the closest location I could find—a retirement home. While waiting for my mentor in the library, I picked up a random book and sat next to a man in a wheelchair. He smiled at me and asked what I was reading. I held up the book and showed him the cover, to which he replied with,“I don’t like that one.” It was that exact autumns afternoon during the beginning of my eighth grade year that I realized I had just made one very improbable friend.

One of my friends from camp is gender fluid. One day, they call me on the phone, crying, furiously thanking me. Their brother has finally agreed to start using their pronouns, claiming I had a conversation with him about gender fluidity. I have no memory of this specific conversation, but it still had a huge effect on one of my friend’s sanity and happiness. Even if your not consciously aware of it, your actions can make change. Improving a community isn’t solely done in giant leaps and bounds, but with smaller actions. Creating safe spaces for people, complementing people, providing representation, even picking up trash everyday can make a huge difference.

My hometown is where I grew up, it is where the roots of my healthy tree lies. My childhood friends and family live in this small and quiet town and it will forever be my home. It’s where I learned to be an intelligent and successful young adult. A town, holding slightly less than 800 residents and home of a single gas station, a tiny diner, a very small Postal Office, a library that isn’t visited as often as it used to, the City Hall, and a park that is nearly in ruins. Keiser, Arkansas is the small town everyone passes through to get to their destination. It has several problems that could be improved. New city officials, relandscaping the park, furnishing abandoned homes, road repairs, city violations, business