Personal Narrative: My Involvement With The Path Project

When you parents tell you not to do something do you just do it anyways. Well I do and this time I think I learnt my lesson. It all started on a normal Saturday and we were gonna go on a hike, but none of us wanted to go somewhere so we just did it at home. We got our bags and water ready and busted for the trail. I thought it was gonna be a normal day and we would all have fun, but I got proved wrong. The trail itself is about three miles and a couple of extra steps,but with the surprise we only walked a mile of it.

People always tell me I’m lucky. I am blessed with parents who advocate for me to receive the best in life regardless of their financial setback. So, in the fourth grade my parents greatly encouraged me to apply for The Steppingstone Foundation, a program that prepares urban students in Boston for admission to independent, catholic, and public exam schools. After Steppingstone, I applied for seven private schools and was only admitted into one, Newton Country Day School. It was intimidating at first; an all girls, independent, catholic school in Newton. Honestly, I had no idea what I was getting myself into and I had a rough time fitting in with all the other girls.

I tell people all the time that i have been blessed my whole life. When I tell people that, i feel like they think "cool", and they move on with their day, almost like they have heard plenty of people say that before. I don't think they realize that they are truly looking at a man who means that with all his heart, soul and being. when I think back to when i was a kid, i cant really remember what exactly i thought about certain things, or what exactly i felt about them. I do remember my family very well. And as far as i can remember back they have been Christians since my grandparents on both sides of the family. I am not sure how far back it began in my family history. I do believe that my story begins with my first

We greeted each other with kind respect. We met on the trail when his wagon broke. I offer to help Curtis Mick Colloni with his wagon. We exchange each other name and we left. I knew he was a skilled doctor and he he would I left the place and I ask Curtis if he would like travel together. As I was walking, I saw Hunter. I ran up to him and greeted him. I met Hunter Norm Cline during the trail when it block by a log. There was a lot of people and together, Hunter organized the group to pull the log. I ask if he would like to join me on the way to Oregon. He said he had 2 other family going on the trail and ask if I would join. He also mentioned that he was the leader of the group. I merge with the group and together we form a wagon

As we continued along the trail, we were stopped by a very steep hill. Hunter announced that we should dump some stuff from our wagon in order to get on top of the hill. I dump my a tired that I bought recently and a barrel with nothing in it. The trip up the hill was a pain. It took so long to get up the hill I almost fell asleep. My leg was sore and I thinking about giving up. Finally we made it to the top of the hill and we realized that we had to go down the hill. We decided to use our own ropes and slowly descend our wagon one by one. When we descend Curtis’s wagon, Curtis almost fell. He was able to caught himself before he fell down the hill. Well all went down the hill and as we were going down the hill, we saw a divine blue spring

The cold air brushing up against my bare skin, the soft flakes of snow landing on top of my head. "must keep going" I thought, "just keep going". My vision was beginning to get blurry, white patches began to show up on the bottom of my feet. The blurriness was getting so bad I stopped my run and began to waddle back and forth on the trail. My legs give out, my knees collapse under me and I fall onto the soft piles of snow on either side of the trail. The long beautiful trees dripping with snow looked like they came out of a fairy tale, the beauty was almost unrealistic. My eyes drift close and my body shuts down from the cold. Just before my eyes are completely shut I see the creature running across the trail its very hairy and has a long

“Chasing Cars” by Snow Patrol reminds me of my favorite show Grey’s Anatomy. Whenever something serious was about happen this song will start playing and I would know someone is either going to die or have a sad moment. In an episode, Callie Torres, one of the characters, got into a car accident when she was pregnant. Her soon to be wife was driving and Callie asked Arizona if she would marry her and Arizona wasn’t paying attention to the road when a car came out of nowhere. When Callie got to the hospital the other doctors got to her into a ER room when they started singing “If I lay here, if i just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world.” This episode was my favorite one because it was a musical episode and I loved how it wasn’t like all the other episodes.

I was walking in the woods with the others in our search party. I’m Zach. My nickname is Echo. I’m with two other people: Jack and Ryder. We are looking for eight people who mysteriously went missing at a lot of different times this month. We have been walking for the past hour and a half. We stopped for a break and saw a weird reflection.

How did I end up here? What happening to the yellow markers on the path? What happened to that path? I was just walking down one of the paths in my backyard when I had found myself lost in the woods. I had decided to go out for a walk to past the time while I waited for my mom to get home. I wish that I would have stayed home and then I wouldn’t be in this mess of being lost in woods. I went to check my phone to see if I could get a signal but sadly I was out of range.

We Three Kings Daycare was the venue in which I chose to complete my field work. Luckily for me, my mom is one of the employees and so gaining access, setting up a theme, date, and time was one of the easier aspects of this project. The group, my mom, is typically responsible for ranges from 8-11 children ages six through eight. Due to the slightly older age group I was working with. I forego beginning with a song partly because I could not find anything relatable to my theme, and also because I planned on doing my story time after they had come in from playing outside. I figured outdoor play would be enough exertion to keep the jitters at bay. Gathering everyone in a circle, I introduced myself and had everyone go around and tell me their

The Pathways event was a really great experience for me. There was so many things I didn’t know about and many things I wanted to know more about. One booth that grabbed my attention was Study Aboard. I’ve always wanted to go overseas and learn new skills and as well as expand my knowledge about the country I’m visiting. I had questions like “how am I going to pay for it? or “Will going abroad help with credits going towards my major?”. After getting most of my questions answered, I feel a little better knowing that I can afford it. I hope to go abroad next summer to France as it has always been my dream to go there and to learn as much as I possibly

Changes that I have made lately include leaving my past job that I was comfortable in, changing my sleep schedule around, and working to relax more. When I first started thinking of making a career change, I was scared I would not find another staff that I enjoyed working with and a manager as sweet as mine. I was scared of change for fear of the unknown. Another change I made lately was my sleep schedule. I was tired and cranky, and not getting enough sleep. I started making a sleep schedule and sticking to going to bed earlier and waking up at a certain time each day to regulate my sleep. This has helped improve my mood and increased my energy. Lastly, I am working on ways to relax and wind down after a long day.

I was ten years old in the 5th grade going on the the 5th grade camping trip. The permission slips had been given out a month before the trip and my friend and I were so excited. The fourth graders were so jealous that they couldn't go and we rubbed it in their faces all the time. I had been trying to convince my parents to let me go for so long and when they finally said that I could go I felt like it was the best day of my life. They didn't want to let me go on the camping trip because they said I wasn't old enough to stay somewhere by myself. This camping trip was very important to me because this was my opportunity to show my parents that I was responsible enough to be able to go to overnight field trips.

There are always obstacles that come in people’s way when they face challenges in life. Education is a priority opportunity for me and I have faced challenges in school and outside of school. I went through so many situations that separated me and my family apart. It was one of the most tragedy years that I’ve experienced. Everything I’ve had and loved began to fade away.

Envision leaving home, the place you were conceived, just to move to another nation looking for a superior life, saying farewell to everybody you at any point knew, maybe until the end of time. It may be a 12-year old's most exceedingly bad dream. I gazed at the huge, calm bleak moon that night as my folks were stacking our sacks in the storage compartment of the auto. The crash of the entryway shutting influenced my heart to drop. At the point when the driver began the auto, chills kept running down my back and it at long last occurred to me that we were leaving for good. "This is it" my sister said with a questionable look all over. I gradually thought back through the window, at my grandma remaining close to the entryway as though she lost all that she at any point had in her life, tears running down her face as she waved farewell. I glanced back at the huge house I experienced childhood in, where I made my first strides, where I figured out how to ride a bike, where my grandma showed me the most important lessons that I will always love. Her body appeared to be so fragile and frail. I cried on my sister's shoulder while she attempted to console me. The possibility of allowing my grandma to sit unbothered, without anyone else's input in that enormous desolate house essentially terrified me. I started to feel remorseful for the circumstances I had contentions with her and underestimating her since she was dependably there for us and dependably did her best