Personal Narrative: My Guided Lesson 3

I started drawing when I was 16. I was cursing 10th grade, or how is called in my country, Dominican Republic “Segundo de Bachillerato”. It was recess. I was alone in my classroom that day, besides two or three people who were just killing time there, and I didn’t had much to do with my time. I was at the last book of a series of books which names I can’t remember and If I recall correctly the last book was very boring for some reason so I didn’t wanted to read it anymore. So, looking for something to do, I stood from my seat and walked boringly down the aisle of chairs and that was, not my first interaction with art, but the first time I remember i liked art or paid attention to it. Yerkis, a guy of my class: short, chubby and well mannered

Overall, my first semester has been going pretty well. The semester is going like a roller coaster up, down, and fast. I have some bad days and some good days. Through this semester, I have many challenges I faced which I honestly did not want to face. Even though I just wanted to dodge or run away from the challenges, I still face them and fought through them. Some challenges I face this semester, hopefully not in the next, are procrastination, time management, and laziness. I have not only gone through challenges; I have also gone through successes. I am proud of turning assignments on time, passing tests and quizzes, completing my SCR points, and being involved in clubs. Being in Biomed has helped me grow as a student in the area of knowledge.

Hi iam Edgardo Flores i was born in casa grande, az not that far away from our state capital,Phoenix, Az.theres nothing better to do in a hot summer than going out with the friends to a lake and have a blast riding jet skis boats and my favorite, swimming!My activites of the day are shooting,riding horses,and my favorite one is quad riding.Thats right! ive been doing these fun exciting hobbies since i was 9 years old.pretty young huh?

In this class, I have learned many new skills to improve my writing, and I have also learned new grammar rules. In regards to my writing, I have learned the importance of freewriting when beginning to write a paper. Additionally, I now know to allow ample time for revising and editing because I can look at my work critically for mistakes and make necessary changes. Furthermore, I have learned about grammar rules such as pronoun-antecedent agreement. This rule is something that I know subconsciously, but being made aware of it has allowed me to find mistakes I make more often.

Throughout the conversation, Susan did not inform me that the home was still in First Look and not open to investors at this time. Susan did not highlight any features of the home, nor did she talk about the neighborhood or the surrounding area. When asked, Susan paused to reference the property file and stated, "In looking at the pictures it appears that it needs interior paint, carpet, appliances, and a few windows, which the previous seller must have taken." She stated, "I don't know why they have to remove things from the homes." I asked, "Do you have offers?" She paused to check the property file and answered, "No offers." I asked, "Is the property behind the home farmland?" She paused to reference the property file and replied, "It appears

On the first day of class, having forgotten how to write over the blazing summer, I had high hopes I would gain some writing skill. Over the course of the last 10 weeks I learned not only that I am an extreme procrastinator, but that I had a lot to learn in the writing world. I learned many things about writing, including grammar, organization, and expression. Through late nights studying and practice in class, I can proudly say I'm a better writer than I was before.

Stockton is my home away from home. Ever since my first undergraduate open house experience I have felt a sense of belonging on this campus. In truth, I chose to enroll at Stockton because of their engaging curriculum and hospitality. However, I stayed at Stockton because of the faculty and staff members treated me like family, not just another nameless student. During my freshman year, I took a theater class as an elective, and that decision changed my life. Mrs. Hendrick encouraged me to embrace my culture and uniqueness; she made me look forward coming and staying at Stockton every day. Every year I witnessed Stockton’s benevolence to students, veterans, and the community. When Stockton changed its status to a university, I felt inspired to also be like an osprey and soar to new heights. Over the past five years, Stockton has not only nurtured me with knowledge, but challenged me to be a productive individual.

"Maybe she isn't like us, maybe she is j-Ow Jules don't hit me there!" a unfamiliar male voice groaned in pain

As a college student, I am growing mentally and physically. I learned how to communicate with others, manage my responsibilities, realize my abilities and be confident in my life. This course is assisting me in my growth by every Saturday learning a new capability about myself and enriching my mind. Also is helping manage my emotions since I am taking phycology I know more about my depression and anxiety plus I learned that many people have and have experienced the same emotions I have been experiencing.

Finding a way. The statement, finding a way, was my motto for a very long time in my life and gave me the work ethic that I have today. I was a competitive gymnast from when I was in Kindergarten through seventh grade, this means five hour practices three days a week, along with meets out of state almost every weekend. As you can see from that sentence alone I was very busy, not only did I have gymnastics but I was in honors classes and AIG all throughout my life and had to find a way to make it all work, along with having to succeed in both.

All my life I have struggled with low self-esteem, letting people chosse for me, stepping back when challenging goals step in front of me, and defiantly letting fear keep me back. I knew I could do more in life but every time I was able to set fear aside, my friends and family stopped me and brought fear back in me. Giving their point of view without any knowledge of how an education will improve my life. That I should stick to a waitress position and work hard like most of my family had. Not having enough money to provide for my two boys, has been my struggle for considering that going to college was never in my view. Being the first one in my family to pursue an education, I was terrified to assist my first appointment

I was surprised how many of my classes taught me these concepts; I knew those classes were setting out to teach me not only the material specific to that class, but also valuable skills that can be used in a variety of situations, but it was still surprising. While I was going through my list of classes I realized that even though some of them are unnecessary for my degree I don’t regret taking them as I learned much more than I thought. I found that most of my classes built upon the skills I had learned in previous classes, even when those classes had nothing to do with one another. I learned part of a skill in one class and the rest in a completely unrelated class later.

When I was ten and I lived in Mesquite my mom asked me if I wanted to run five miles in Dallas, and I said "sure it sounds fun". The next morning I got up at eight o'clock and my mom said it was at eleven so we left at ten. If you watch the Dallas news and saw the big letters in the courtyard, that’s where it started. There was a total of 532 people at the place I can remember because everyone got a paper wristband and a number was put in on a computer for every person and it showed up on a big screen.It was around ten forty five at the time.When it turned eleven an anouncer said to start. The entire walk was five miles it was 2.5 to the end and back. My mom pushed my little brother for most of it he got out at the half way point.When we got

My heart fluttered, my feet felt tingly. I folded my hands in my lap—a prayer—and waited for death. But nothing happened. Everything went straight. My vision. My thoughts. My legs worked again and I stood.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I thought, as I inched forward and looked over the side of the plane. I looked over to see my friend who was with me getting ready to jump. Chris had been skydiving before, knew all the basics and would go everyday if he could.