Personal Narrative: My Family

For the past seventeen years of my life minus a few months, I have lived in the United States. I grew up skiing and bicycling in Grand Rapids, Michigan, until my family decided to move all the way out west to Flagstaff, Arizona. Many eleven-year-olds might become stubborn and defensive in response to such a massive, life-changing move, but I remember embracing it because I was with my family, and I was ready to face any obstacle that unveiled itself to me because I knew that my late comedic father, my worrisome mother, and my troublesome brother would be right by my side. As we made the two-day drive from Michigan to Arizona in our SUV together, we watched the numbers on the odometer crawl up more and more until there were 2,000 more miles on the car than there were when we started, and we

Growing up I was not the luckiest person. My parents created me to fix their relationship, that did not work out of course. So obviously they got a divorce, but they got a divorce three days before my second birthday.

The patient I completed my family health assessment on is a 34 years-old African American (black) female that is Gravida 6 Para 6. Her primary language spoken is English. She has a history of five vaginal deliveries and one cesarean section. This delivery was a vaginal birth after cesarean (VBAC) with spontaneous rupture of membranes while at home. Initial progression of labor was slow until stimulation of nipples via breast pump and low, slow dosing of Pitocin.

My research family consists of five family members. Tanya is a 45-year-old African American woman; who works as a homemaker and provides beauty assistance to her local neighbors, such as being a make-up artist and a hair beautician. Tanya was raised in Louisiana in a single parent household, she has no recollection of her father nor did her mother ever mention his name. Her mother had a gambling problem, Tanya remembered her mother once gambling her brand new silver necklace her grandmother bought for her as a gift. At 17 Tanya went to live with her grandmother and refused to speak to her mother again. Mrs. Bell (Tanya’s grandmother) was on a fixed income and taking care of Tanya only added stress to the situation. “I couldn’t be a burden

During chapter one the two things that stuck out me was nature vs nurture and correlation is not causation because I can easily associate this to my childhood growing up. When I was a baby I lived with my birth parents for a few months. My birth parents had a few issues, including bipolar, drugs and alcohol addiction, violence, which lead them to prison and treatment. Not long after they were sent I was put into foster care. At 18 months old I was adopted. I grew up in a huge family in a protective home, where I was taught many life lessons by my parent and siblings. Growing in a huge family was beneficial for me because I always had someone to rely on and help me through rough patches. They taught me and show me how to be a better person than

Throughout this semester, I constructed several writing prompts that supported me in creating detailed assignments. Although each one of these writing prompts have assisted me in producing a solid final product, writing prompt six inspired me to elaborate as thoroughly as possible for my ‘Family Tree Project’. Through interviews and online resources, I have been able to discover a substantial amount of information about generations before me. I learned about my older relatives, the significance my family had in their community, and the diversity of my ethnicity. When discussing with my distant cousin Lonnie Melton about my great grandparents, I discovered my great grandmother was a Cherokee Indian. As I constructed writing prompt six, I dove

There weren't any new ideas in that book that gave me new ideas for myself. There were some things that I think of myself as an idea. An idea was that I should always be grateful and respectful. In the book, even with everything that the family didn't have, they would always have each other back and care of one another. Being respectful is also a thing that the family did a lot when Bran and Britt would always respect adult especially there mother. Another idea was being truthful. In the beginning, it was only Bran that was hiding something from his sister and his mother. If he just told his mother what was happening there he wouldn't have lived in the house because it wasn't his grandparents. Even if he thought they were. Those were some ideas

My mom, Alicel, was ten when she first moved to the United States. She is the youngest of nine siblings, most of which already lived in America. Alicel always visited her older siblings a couple times a year with a visa, which gave her six months to stay in the u.s legally. By the time she was 15 she was fluent in English and already familiar with American customs. She had been visiting America for 11 years before moving there permanently at the age of 21.

I would never abandon Danielle, she has been with me since pretty much the day I moved here. The way we started was I asked my cousin Lavell who people were on instagram and i followed a bunch of people which one of them happened to be Danielle. That night I checked my phone and noticed that she had liked a large number of my pictures, so i asked Lavell who she was and he told me a little bit about her. The next day, July 4th, Lavell and i was going to go to a get together with his friends and they all had dates while i the new kid had no one to go with. I took a leap of faith and asked her what she was doing and if she would be interested in coming with me even though we didnt know each other. I told her that i lived with Lavell and that if she wanted

It’s June 14, 1858, and we are on our way to Mr.Lincoln’s house. Since my dad happens to be Mr.Lincoln’s friend he will be helping him write his speech. We aren’t too far from his house so we are just taking our horse and small wagon.

Have you tried and failed to get together with a girl or guy? Well this roller-coaster of a story will surely get you to empathize or sympathize with me, or maybe if it is that big of a failure to you, both.

“Prove them wrong” When I was in fourth grade my dad and brother and I were playing basketball at our house, to help my brother practice. I had never played basketball except against my brother, Brayden. My dad would always be our referee and it was a lot of fun. Even though I never beat Brayden. Brayden didn’t think I was very good, and he would have to play easy on me instead of playing as well as he could have played. It really annoyed me I wanted to be as good as him or better because I wanted to actually have a chance to be better than him at one sport.

Next , after I wanted for my division to be called I was out in the area with a lot of really good looking hogs and in my head I was freaking out. So the first and second places people out of the three classes, all the first place winners go out and that was me. With the hog not walking again, I still got picked for grand in my division. I think I was the most surprised, but what can i say i amd going back out in a minute. When my dad met me at the fence he told I had a good chance. So there I was freaking out again and excited about what I could get.

Everyone says February is filled with love and happiness because of Valentine's day. Well February has not been the best month for my family and me. We loved February but now not so much anymore. One day I will learn to love February again, hopefully, but as of right now I can only think of what has happened.

Heart. A word that has countless meanings. To me it’s caring for someone you nearly just met moments ago without blinking. It’s doing everything you possibly can to make sure that they’re okay. Wearing your heart on your sleeve for a living. December of 2015 I had surgery on my shoulder. During my stay, my heart went out to every nurse that walked through my door. No matter how much I complained they had a smile on their face. Nurse Katherine was with me when they wheeled me into the operating room. As I got onto the table a tear started running down my cheek. Before the tear could reach my chin Katherine wiped it away, grabbed my hand and told me everything was going to be okay. At that moment, before I drifted off to sleep, I knew what