Personal Narrative: My First Out Of Class

Before I started school I went to daycare instead of pre-k. There were three teachers that I can remember and they were Miss Amanda, Miss Jessie, and Mrs. Teresa. Out of all of them Miss Amanda was defiantly my favorite Before I started school I would go to daycare four days a week and Friday I would stay at home with my dad because back then he had Fridays off. We went to daycare because we do not live near any of our families. I liked spending the days at daycare and also at home with my dad. When I was a kid I was pretty shy and reserved kind of like I am now also. When I was little my hair was very short and extremely blonde. My food favorite food when I was little was meat. Any kind everything from chicken to steak. One memory I have of being in daycare was when one day I pulled a

One sunny day many years ago in the parking lot of Husson University a car comes to a sudden stop. The door swings opens and out steps a young woman named, Heather Patten. It’s the first day of college and she can feel the butterflies franticly swarming around in her stomach. “Husson University is a big place especially if you don’t know anyone there and have no clue where your classes are.” Eventually, like any place, Heather got used to the many buildings and huge campus. She was at a great place in her life, finally she was own her own. She graduated high school 10th out of her class, and got her wish to go to a college close to home.

Smack! I heard that sound five times before I knocked the bar over three times. Today was the day I learned that though I may be small but I sure am mighty. I also ran the 800m and the 4x100m dash. The 800 went excellent because I got 3rd place and was the first time I ran that race.

It was the first day of Honors English 12. The class was enormous in size and I had only associated with a few individuals from the class before. I never saw myself being able to speak in a large unfamiliar crowd. I started off extremely shy and became nervous, as Duval announced all the presentations we would accomplish over the semester. My expectations were not too high because I was a bad speaker, but I still had faith in myself. The various presentations we have done, allowed me to practice on my speaking skill. Personally, my ability to open up and speak in front of the audience has grown.

My first day in middle school was so scary for me. I had just came to a new school district, South Euclid. I did not want to leave all my old friends and come make new ones. Even though I had started switching classes and having different teachers, It felt the same from what I was doing before. We still had to be quiet in the halls and walk in a straight line. At greenview we had teams; I was on team paris but It did not feel like I was in paris. My relationship with my other friends changed a lot, I barely talked to them or seen them except one friend, her name Is Jayda and till this day we are still friends. I got my heart broke by this boy named Antonio Hills, he was the perfect guy for me. Antonio knew I was the “new girl” so he thought

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP! My digital clock struck 7:00, my light turned on, and I got ready. “Oh, it’s my first day of second grade,” I remembered while putting on my hat. The sun was shining through my bedroom window, lighting up the corners of the room. This is 2011 in September and I was ready for my first day of second grade. I walked out of my room, seeing my entire family arisen from their peaceful slumber. I sat down at the table, pouring in a bowl of Kix and scarfing them down like I haven’t eaten in days. Once everyone was done getting ready for school, my mom driven me, Caiden, Aaron, and Moriah to school. I was back at Barker Elementary as a second grader. I couldn’t wait to see my new classroom.

This year so far has been kind of rocky but quite good. I only have 3 high schools classes this semester & no high school classes. I already the rules & expectations from last & this year. Not being a freshman anymore is good. To get rid of all the jokes. Now it feels kind of chill, because we have 2 more years left. It’s going to go by fast.

In the last fourteen years of school, there have been numerous memories shared that I will hold with me for as long as I can. From preschool to senior year, I have been with the same group of kids I call my best friends. School has been a place where some great things have happened, and then some not so great things. Some school years have been better than others, and some school days make me want to go back in time to relive the day all over again. Although I may forget everything that happened to me during my elementary and high school years, there is one day that will stick out to me forever. This was a day in seventh grade. The student council had put on a mock accident to teach the kids about drinking and driving.

I was asked to write how things will be different in my plans to continue my schooling. I’d like to first address what happened because the first thing that is needed to fix a problem is to be able to identify the problem. Going through my first semester at NICC, I feel it went well for going to a new school. I was able to pass all my classes except my intermediate algebra class that I had at 8:00 Am in the morning. I started this class and all the other classes two weeks late. This meant that I had to catch up for two weeks of homework while I worked on my other homework that I needed to catch up on in my other classes. Because of that I never got to start from day one and work my way through the class like everyone else. Instead, I had to

When I was in 1st grade, I didn’t have many friends. But I was smart, and many people knew it. I was challenged with equations 3rd graders solved. My favorite subject was music class. Mr. Cole was a great teacher, always providing me with opportunities to crawl out of my shell. I had a pretty amazing voice, even though I was only a kid. I was the only 1st grader invited to sing at a 2nd grade Talent show. I felt so good about myself. I felt so fortunate, and special. I really loved myself. And with more and more practice, my voice was maturing.

This latter is to tell you what I hope to happen, what I expected, and what I learned durry the school. There maybe one or two questions here and there.

I took this class, College Seminar because my counselor recommended it. She said it would be good to take as a student to learn strategies, but would also help me understand my students if I become a teacher. I do not remember her exact words to describe the course, but she said it would be an easy A. She was correct in regards to the class being beneficial for me but wrong in her assumption it was an “easy” course. It is never easy to look at your faults and even harder to change. Another challenge was learning to do the assignments online, and unfortunately, I did not get the hang of it until the class was almost over. When I was able to overcome those two problems was when I started learning in the class, and I feel that I learned quite

There comes time in everyone's life where they have to push through something awful before getting to the silver lining. Usually, you learn about these things early, on a much smaller scale. There are times where you get sick and have to take an awfully bitter medicine to get over your illness, or have to rip off a band-aid, etc. I honestly believed high school was going to be one giant swig of the nastiest medicinal syrup life has to offer. Who could know though, every student is different, right? Well, it may not be quite what I'd originally assumed.

My life outside class room was very much active. I was a member of the East-West Center Participants Association (EWCPA) as one of the Activities Coordinator for one semester. I gained new experiences during my internship with the Research and Economic Analysis Division (READ) under the Department of Business, Economic Development & Tourism (DBEDT). I was fortunate to attend one of their forecasting exercise meeting, gaining valuable insights about their forecasting method and process. Also, I am heavily involved every Sunday with a local Fijian community church in Honolulu, being part of their musical band and choir. I recently joined a local Harlequins Rugby Team, and played few games for them in their local rugby competition. It’s another

Remember that dreadful, nerve wracking, and mind boggling day that everybody under the great, enormous sun goes through? You know, the first day of school. The time when you leave your parents for an anguishing and eternal 8 hours of the days similar to being an actual adult going to work for 8 hours of the day. Yeah, that is what my personal narrative is all about and (maybe a fun park hee,hee,hee). I hope you enjoy it and can relate to it because everybody has and will experience this HUGE milestone in life. Well, let’s get started, shall we?