Personal Narrative: My Overall Experience With Scenarios

I could feel my lungs burning in my chest as oxygen entered only to be forced back out. I push myself to continue moving my arms, pushing the water behind me so I could propel myself forward. At that moment, many things floated around my conscience. It was so intense that I felt like giving up everything I had worked so hard for: the 10-hour online-training, the initial interview, the prior physical training, and the self-determination to achieve my goals. These thoughts were embedded in my mind as I took a side breath, struggling to continue my freestyle stroke.

Personal protective equipment was worn, and safety procedures briefed prior to beginning the experiment. After obtaining, and cleaning a 2-quart plastic container, we transferred heaping scoop of clean, dry bentonite clay for making the sample. We weighed out XX-grams of bentonite using a digital scale (+/- 0.01gm) and a thin plastic weigh trays on a tare-zeroed scale. The of bentonite was added to XX-mL of warm water using the laboratory mixer seen in Fig. 1 to make standard (15-cP) mud. The speed of the mixer was set to create a cone vortex in the middle of the mixing cup, and bentonite added to the mixing cup within 1-minute. We continued to mix the mud for seven additional minutes increasing speed as required to keep the particles in suspension. The sample was then poured into a clean plastic quart size container, sealed and labelled properly. The remaining sample was then stored at room temperature (68 ℉) for 1-week to allow sample to fully hydrate.'

I moved away as fast as i could to get some distance but then realized that this cat wanted me dead and i couldn't run so i had to fight. I ran and pounced on the cat like it did to me and i hit it with all of my force right on its chest. The cat let out a loud cry i felt relieved that i wasn't dying. I hit the cat again since it was still on the ground. Quickly the cat got up and ran away. I stood back watching this cat bllt down the street in pain and fear. The wound that this cat gave me on my face wa now catching up to me and it started to hurt. I turned around feeling like i was on top of the world reevaluating the fight in my mind thinking about how i could have improved my fighting technique. I kept walking until i got to the fence of

One of my biggest challenges was finding the right place to position my marketing and sales budget. My second round came turned out to be very successful. I believe this is because I had adjusted the price correctly and spent just the right amount in my sales and marketing. When I tried to replicate my success in the next round, it did not return the same results. From that point on, I struggled to find the best way to position my marketing and sales budget. I believe this also suffered due to lack of money I did not borrow in the beginning of the simulation.

This year I expect to get a license and a car. I have already practiced driving a lot, and have a set appointment on my drivers test (March 8th). I have to get a job soon in order to pay for a car and have been applying to many places, but it's difficult to get a job without experience. I cannot wait to get a car, because that means I don't have to rely on anyone to get me places.

One day when my dad Jason was born he went to florida for a big family reunion. Then when he got older he married my mom Jessica and had three children my brother Christopher, my sister Lilly, and myself. After that when my sister was three years old our parents got divorced. My mom kept Christopher and put Lilly and I in a foster home. Soon after that we went to go live with our grandparents Jenney and Ivan. That’s when Lilly and I’s tradition began. Every other year we go to florida for a family reunion and hang out with our cousins Ben, Tyler, Cory, Matt, Mark, Kelly, Paul, Eric, GiGi, Zane, Aleska, Madeline, Mckenna, Kenna, James, Sydne, Malenna. Then we would get together for fajita night and my uncle Burt would make chicken, steak,

I was in seventh grade and it was finally summer. This summer I was going to travel around Europe with my family. I was super exited as this was going to be the best trip ever. Then before we left for Europe I was in the pool and I got out. My mom noticed that one of my hips was higher than the other. The next day she brought be to a doctor and they said I had scoliosis. I had no idea what that was. Once they told me that it means that my spine is curved I didn’t really care.

Looking back at my first post about how I learned to read reminded me how much of an impact my family had on me. My mom worked endlessly with me to make learning fun. I remember she would think of different games to help expose me to words. As we would drive through town she would point out different stores and say the names. Soon this became a game where when we passed a store I would try to say the name of the store before someone else in the car did based on recognition. By playing these games I was relying on the parallel distributed processing model. When I would see a word I would pull the meaning from memory so I could correctly produce the intended word. Not only was I using my memory, I was also depending on social learning and engagement.

BANG. The gun went off. It was the last lap of the race, and I had went out too fast. I was overconfident. My heart was beating out of my chest. The girl I needed to surpass, at the last 150 meters, passed me. My heart shattered as I immediately kept running after the race. I ran from the bleachers, to the parking lot, in tears. That was the one race that I needed to do well in order to qualify for the regional track 4x800 meter relay team, and I had ruined it.

I’ve been looking forward to summer since the first day of school started. Throughout the whole 7th grade school year i’ve been wondering what my family are going to do during the summer. I was happy when school was almost over, but then I got the news. I have summer school, and it was because I have two D’s. Plus the principal told me it was summer school or getting held back and flunking 7th grade. When i got home to tell my mom she said that's sad because my cousins are planning to go to Six Flags Magic Mountain during a weekday during the summer. I had to tell them I can't go and they said ok.

“Is the real world frightening and hard?” Is the question I ask to my parents all the time. On my birthday they always tell me the story about how hard it was for them when I was born and now I am about to tell you the story. My parents had me at a very young age. They did not finish college, imagining what they went through while telling me the story was having me put in a lot of knowledge about the real world. You make one little mistake and it is over for you because, you cannot go back and fix it. Now I know why my parents push me and motivate me and lead me into the right direction. They are preparing me for the future and what I have planned after I graduate High School and College.

Throughout my school year, I have been surrounded by people…. They have been strangers, friends, and as I am currently calling them, fakers. As clishay and unreal as it sounds, there are people in the real world who act one way and are really another. I’ve had this, how should I say it? Occurrence…? Multiple times; a lot of times they start out kind and accepting, but they turn out to be. Manipulative, inconsiderate, bossy, overbearing, and about a million other things. It always makes me think, that who can you trust if someone who has no reason to not like you? What about the people who truly do know who you are? What about them?

I have lived in the suburbs of Illinois my entire life. I originally lived in a car dealership town called Tinley Park but when I turned four, my parents decided to move into a larger house in Homer Glen. I haven't had the most interesting home life, but I have been extremely lucky in my opinion. My parents still love each other, they make a pretty good average income, and I live in a nice suburban home. We don’t meet a whole lot of people in different life situations then our own, but occasionally a few people and moments do stand out. When I was younger, around nine or ten, a door salesman came to my neighborhood. My neighbor and I were playing football with his dog in their front yard when the man approached us. Now, some good background

The Back Bay Battery simulation was extremely overwhelming to tackle as a single individual. There was an unrealistic amount of information for one person to review and process. Due to the nature of this simulation, the first few attempts must be viewed as trials. It was simply too much information for one person to accurately process regarding a field that they may know very little about. The in class discussion prior to running the simulation was necessary as it helped me prepare for the simulation. After I completed two trial rounds, I began to find my way around the software. I realized that each round of the simulation required a submission which would either advance your production by two years or terminate your time with the company. Once I understood the tools that I was provided with, I became more successful in my mission.

Sitting on top of the highest peak for miles, I feel the winter air whipping my face. The bitter cold makes my skin prickle and my breath, rapid and heavy after climbing to the top, freeze into my hair in beautiful, intricate flakes. They melt against my hot skin, leaving tear like drops spilling down my face. The cold feels wonderful, comforting even, after the strenuous climb. In this moment, I think of nothing but the air moving in and out of my body, like a river flowing quickly through a shallow stream; quick, yet quiet and relaxed.