Personal Narrative: My Interview With Ms. Breyonia Sterling

Music with some stress occasionally and she likes to talk to people that are trustworthy to her. She deals with conflict by simply walking away. It complements the power she know she has over herself. Her close friends would describe her as thoughtful, caring, and dramatic. She listens to stories from strangers just to hear them out and assure they’re heard and cared for. She's soft in soft moments from movie scenes to actual real-life touching situations asserting her emotion in all ways. She’s also dramatic. When she’s dramatic it’s “over the top dramatic,” especially when the problems are simple. She’d choose to have mind reading ability out of any superpower. She would like to further understand the human mind. She also believes in spirits and demons and she’s interested in ghost topics. But she doesn’t believe in aliens or any other extra terrestrial organisms. She’s not that big of a science geek. Science is her least favorite class subject. Also we touched on world topics. If she could be anyone else in time she’d go back in time and be Dr. Martin Luther King. She’d be Dr. King to be one of the first black to step ahead to vocalize what was going on in a sad America. She wouldn’t change a bit of his role, she’d be him, serving the country no different that the real MLK did. To her, success is “accomplishing any desirable goals.” So she can see in her eyes that everyone is successful no matter what

She a black American Locked up like a bird with now wings Her freedom was lost Her rights fell in a hole of neglect. She waited all night and all day trying not to forget hope.

“Hey, terrorist,” a boy called out to me from across the classroom, drawing laughter from his friends. I pretended not to hear and stared into my book. It was a typical day in my life growing up as a first-generation American attending public school in a poor Bronx neighborhood. Being one of the few Indian kids there, I was relentlessly picked on. My school was desperately underfunded where teachers often spent their own money on supplies.

My name is Hailey Lynn Jones. My favorite sports are volleyball, softball and dance. I’ve been playing volleyball for one year now and i love it! Its probably my favorite sport. Ive been playing softball since fourth grade and its really fun to play. I usually play first or second base. Dance i've been doing dance since I was five years old and I used to do ballet and jazz, but now I do hip hop.

I had the pleasure of interviewing Ms. Yvonne Dill who attended UIC (University in Chicago) at the age of 16, which she is extremely proud to say. “I loved it because it was close to my home, and although I was close, I was still able to be independent and live on my own. I did graduate from that school in 4 years.” I am also close to home and I enjoy my independence as well. The only difference between she and I is the fact that I did not attend college at age 16. During her first few weeks as a freshman she admits, “I was not nervous, and I felt as if I was where I belonged. I adjusted very easily, and quickly. Three of my cousins (all two years older than me, two of which are twins) also attended the school, which made the transition very

In my sixth grade year I had a teacher named Mrs. Lambert. She was a great teacher and friend. Close to the end of the year we took an advanced math test to see how much we’ve learned. Unfortunately I wasn’t present the day the rest of my classmates took the test. The next day, my teacher was explaining to me that I had to take the test and so I did. When I received the test I quickly rushed through it. It wasn’t that I was being lazy. It was more that I already knew the material. When I was finished I was sure that I had done a great job. My teacher had told me that if the whole class got a good great then we were eligible for a prize. Then, my testing teacher told her that I didn’t use the rubric or the formula sheet. My home class teacher

My brain told me I was going to fail on the first day and until I walked into the school I believed it. As I entered the Martha Brown I saw that many of my peers were just as nervous as I was so I decided to give 6th grade a try and it turned out great. Happiness, sadness, anger, fear, frustration these are a few of the emotions I experienced at Martha Brown.

Last week I had the opportunity to speak with a girl who I worked with a couple times last summer. She is from Tajikistan, which is located in Central Asia. She is identified as Persian and speaks Russian. She left her country and came to the U.S on a work visa five years ago. Her story is very moving and deeply touches my heart.

On a personal level, Ms. Davis, my theater teacher, helped me through one of the hardest moments of my life, losing a friend to suicide. She was a literal shoulder to cry on and her words of wisdom are ones that I will never forget. In the theater space, she helped me find my voice and my place as a human and as a director. I never would have gained the passion and drive for the arts if it wasn’t for her leadership and her willingness to allow me the opportunity to work as her assistant director.

later in life. If they are properly exposed and introduced to social situations, they then will likely have an easier time fitting in and talking to their peers.

I met with Amy Winters last week and with Thomas Lanza today to discuss the student’s behavior and possibilities to get them on board. We had some good discussions and the message from both of them was to have rules in place and follow through with the consequences (they might not be the same for all students). I will try to meet with Amy tomorrow to discuss the rules and consequences for the children. I also called some parents last week and had some success. Some parents could not be reached and did not call me back (i.e Isaiah and Jacob the students who disrupt the class the most).

Damien was the first woman I had ever been with. I state that first and foremost for the sake of making it clear that she was the first woman. We met at The Teardrop nightclub, a pretty modest gay club in downtown Pittsburgh, displaying a giant neon teardrop sign that changes to different colors of the rainbow. I always thought it was a little much. Damien thought it was pretty damn creative. That club is now a wig shop, so they got rid of the varying colored sign of sorrow and replaced it with a basic and boring square sign that says “Jessica’s Wig Shop.” in bold, green, cursive letters. Damien would probably say that’s pretty damn creative too.

What does it mean to be inspired? The dictionary defines inspiration as being excited, exhorted, encouraged, or as breathing life into something. The word exhort means to be filled with encouragement, and that really caught my eye. When you are exhorted, you are strongly encouraged, and that gives you major confidence. One of the people that encourages me the most is Sister Brown because of her determination. She inspires me to stay strong every day and to never give up on the ones you love. When I first started going to the church, I saw her attending faithfully. I rarely saw her husband come with her, but sometimes her son would come. She would praise God throughout every circumstance, and one day, her husband decided to tag along with her. He seemed to be very observant;

Ms. Judson and I were scheduled to meet over the weekend Friday at 1pm, Saturday and Sunday at 11am. I called and sent text messages to remind her of our meetings. Ms. Judson did not pick up my phone calls, so I left her messages. However, she did reply to my text messages. She informed me she had the Flu and was in the hospital. I made several attempts to meet with Ms. Judson this past weekend.

intelligent and kind. Eliana has a brother that is one year older than her named