Personal Narrative: My History

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

I immensely struggled when writing. Taking my scrambled thoughts and uncoordinated analysis and converting it into clean and understandable words on a page was arduous. I could not express my thoughts in proper academic format. I understood the importance of writing to every subject. It was essential that I learn to condense my ideas and feeling into coherent written word. After much debate, I decided that the best way to improve my writing skills was to take an advanced English course.

Writing is a key in everyday life, whether it is going unrecognized or not communication is largely dependent on writing rater then face to face relations. Growing up writing an essay or a story wasn’t always as important as sending that one text out to a friend. Many times instead of working on an assignment people tend to text, and write on social media instead. Although by doing this in the end, you are still writing, although for some it doesn’t count as that text maybe something they are passionate about unlike their assignment. The concept of writing then goes unacknowledged and isn’t looked at as a fun activity for many. This tends to happen after submitting assignments and not receiving the grade you may

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.

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?

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.

We human beings are all works of art. Every experience that we have is a new stroke of paint to our canvas. The things that influence us do the same. I am not a completed work of art, but I can show my progress of what makes me. I am influenced by the media, my teachers, and the neighborhoods I lived in. Now here is the showing of my work.

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.

Hello everyone my history as a writer is something odd, but I know for sure my age will grow and my history will as well. Whenever I have ever felt the need to write on my own I like to write what I am feeling even if it doesn't make sense. I like to think of myself as a person who sees life in a good perspective. I was interested in creative writing because I love to write about anything where I can show my creativity. So far I am enjoying this class. What I want to get out of this class is new writing techniques and to look at things differently. I enjoy writing about how I feel sometimes it can be about something good and something bad. I began to write when I was younger I came to this country 22 years ago as a very young lady. Who knew

Wrapped in the history and culture of East Asia. Unaware to me, I became enthralled by the language, art and culture of East Asia.  The colors are vibrant. Catching my attention, I can’t seem to look elsewhere. It took me awhile to find my fit. My parents since I a little kid had a dream for me to become a doctor. Coming to the last stages of high school I realized that was not the right choice for me because of different amount of reasons. An exceeding amount of arguments between my parents and myself. My mom came to me and told me of a major that she said would fit me. I did not know East Asian Studies was a subject until my mom researched it. At that moment I found the career to pursue. Now Even I have to admit mothers are always right.

After the world war 2 my family from turkey (my grandma's parents) decided that they are going to immigrate to Israel because in this time a lot of Jewish people started to immigrate to Israel. They had a really good chance to move to Israel. All the Jewish people knew that the big ship coming to Israel and that’s their chance to start new life. They went into the big ship and they already knew that the british people (Who ruled Israel) might catch them, but they decided to take a risk. When they arrived in Israel the british people caught them and all the other people in the ship and took them to a really big labor camp in Cyprus for eight months, from their stories it sounds like a jail. They

Our history is what defines us, shapes us, it is what we have done but doesn't necessarily mean what we are going to do. I was born in Southern California into a Mormon family and I love my life. The moving trucks came when I was five and off we went to the smack-dab-middle of the USA: Kansas City, Missouri. Instead of the ocean we now had corn fields and cows. What a trade! I grew up in the country, which was a dream come true for an adventurous kid like me. I could ride my dirt bike as far as I could see. Wrestling was big in my small town, so at a young age I joined a club team. It is now a near useless sport that I did for ten years. You see, no ones goes to the church tuesday nights to wrestle, but I did lean hard work, patience, and perseverance

Back when I first started high school it was a whole new experience and there were many learning curves. A story I read reminded me of my years in early high school and how i had it rough with the people there. I made some good friends but I also made many enemies. Through my time there I learned the ups and downs of this new society of people.

After close to two months in school, I was not doing well at all. I was used to memorization classes in Saudi Arabia where most of the studies were about Islam. This was an entirely different language. English was a different animal that I had to learn how to deal with. The instructors at school would talk about sentence structures, subject, object, nouns, verbs, adverbs and more confusing "a marriage of noun and a verb." I could not understand what was happening. I was the last in the continuous assessment that we had just done. I was never accustomed to being the last in anything. In Saudi Arabia, I was always disappointed to become second in class. I always wanted to be first. I had to be first in this class also. My goal was set to be first in the class.