Personal Narrative: My Life Changing Experience

There are drastic events that occur throughout our lives that we recognize to change us individually. It could be something as big as getting married, or as simple as buying our first car. Two people could make a decision to be wedded, and each person would have to adjust to the others living style. When I first bought my car I found a new sense of freedom, but there are always certain consequences to driving a car. I have to take consideration of other people on the road, because my choices on the road may make life-changing effects on somebody else. Drastic events are the most obvious examples of something that changes our lives, however, the most important thing to change my life isn’t an event. It is the people who help guide me through the events. Without our friends and loved ones, we wouldn’t have a reason to create and enjoy our life changing events.

When I was younger I went to El Dorado Elementary School. When I graduated In 2007 I then started homeschooling in the 6th grade, It was very different from public school. I had a teacher that was very nice and very patient with me, She knew that I was struggling with my work and I just could not understand why I wasn't able to do the work. I started to think that I had a learning disability or just wasn't smart. My teacher recommended an easier alternative which was online homeschooling. My parents thought it would work for me but unfortunately it didn't. I did this from 6th grade to the 12th grade. It made me lazy because I felt like I could always do my work later. Teachers would always called my parents to tell them that I wasn't doing

January 14, 1997: Immigrating to Canada from Jordan and settling down in the city of Halifax as a child dramatically changed my life. As I grew older, I started to question the purpose behind immigrating to Canada. After seeing my parents’ daily struggles to provide the best living conditions, I began to understand the motivation behind the move that forever changed my life. The immigration to Canada promised a brighter future. Wrapped around this reviving realization, I began to elevate myself out of loneliness, helplessness, and discomfort. This led me to my greatest accomplishment where I achieved my undergraduate degree of finance at the age of 19. Being young has always been an underestimation of my abilities and determination. I believe that age does not define or limit our capabilities, yet it is the mind that defines our age.

My mom wanted to give me a second chance. This time would be different, and I could be known as someone who was smart. This would be the turning point, little did I know at the time. I was blessed with an amazing teacher who believed in me. She worked with me on how to read, and told my mom I was smart. The other teacher just never taught me correct reading strategies. From this point forward, I would excel. I made a personal decision to stop telling teachers I had epilepsy. It was well controlled and nobody needed to know. All I wanted was to be treated like everyone else. I didn't need to be given easier assignments, because they thought I couldn't handle it. I didn't need the special treatment. I wanted the opportunity to learn and grow just like every other kid on the block. After all, I was like all the other

My elementary years can be described in one word, melodramatic. I went to a small private school names Victory in the Perryton Texas. My class had a around 15 kids in it and it only got smaller with each year. In preschool and kindergarten, my mom decided to “homeschool” me. In other words i didn't really learn anything, i just had more time to be a kid. I loved and when it came time to starting first grade i was actually very excited to be in school. Unfortunately i was quite a bit behind. I didn't know how to read, spell anything, and i was so much slower than the rest of my class when it came to completing my assignments. The whole i was one of the last kids in the class to complete all of the assignments. Then one day my principal, who was good friends

I always struggled with school as a kid, I never wanted to go and I felt as if I was completely clueless because I didn't understand what was being taught. My mom soon realized I wasn't getting the help I needed with my education and pulled me out of public school to be homeschooled when I was ten. I then found out that I loved learning and wasn't as capable at school as I thought I was. I stayed home schooled until I was a junior in highschool. Because of how long I was homeschooled my parents thought it would be difficult for me to transition into public school again, but after moving to lyman Maine they agreed to let me give it a try since the school in the district was on the smaller side, so I started at Massabesic High School in September

In some cases change is a good thing. In my case change has been a blessing. Since my freshman year, there have been many aspects about me that have changed. My appearance, for example, has changed drastically. I do not dress at all like I did in 2014. My personality is also different than how it was my freshman year.

Since early childhood, I have been focused on improving my life despite the many difficult physical challenges I have endured. Thus, my struggles and journey have become the story of my success, ultimately leading me to pursue as a leader through a health care profession. I was born and grew up in the small village of Alamata, Ethiopia. I lost the use of my legs when I was one-year-old. My aunt was climbing a tree with me on her back when I fell to the ground. My father was seriously ill at the time of my fall, so that his care became the family's medical priority. I got no medical care after my fall. The belief was that if I did not live, my father would be able to father another son when he got well. My father did regain his good health,

During my 4th grade times I never knew how to multiply or do simple division. I was below a lot of other students and maybe sometimes I would get teased for that. Usually my parents would pick me up from school instead of going on the bus because where I used to live was not very safe. Some days I would stay after school to help my problems but it just seemed to never work. Most children learn multiplication during

In these event my life has been completely altered. Whether it was through my personality or physical things. I cannot complain about these events because as far as I know, they have changed my life for the better.

My most significant experience in my life is unforgettable. I was there with my sisters, my mom, and my dad. It was the most horrifying event that I have ever witnessed. The daunting image in my head is still clear as day, as though it happened yesterday. This event did not affect only me, but also my family. The story that I am about to tell you may change the way you see things and it may not. All I can say is, it

6th grade turned into one of the hardest years of my life, I ended up falling into a major slump, I was simply unhappy. I am a strong student, I love school, I love class, and I got to the point where I no longer wanted to go to school. I began meeting with a social counselor once again and my mother started making phone calls to the school because she was fed up with seeing me so miserable.

A few weeks passed and nothing worth talking about happened, but after the first nine weeks everything started going downhill, One girl in my class didn’t exactly like me so she told the teachers that I was cheating on some stuff. When i wasn’t, she took credit for some of the stuff i did and i had enough of it. I told my Mom and

Subsequently, my mother saw my pain and decided to relocate back to Atlanta. I became acquainted with some children from the wrong side of the tracks and my life began to spiral out of control. I would stay out late on school nights and often missed school because I thought hanging out with my new found family was more important. Soon my grades began to plummet. I saw no way to bring up my grades and decided to drop out of high school in the twelfth grade.

My mother saw the pain in me and decided to relocate back to Atlanta. I became acquainted with some children from the wrong side of the tracks and my life began to spiral out of control. I would stay out late on school nights and often missed school because I thought hanging out with my new found family was more important. Soon my grades began to plummet. I saw no way to bring up my grades and decided to drop out of high school in the twelfth grade.