Personal Narrative: My Passion For Serving People

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

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.

Though I have another year and a half before I complete my schooling, it is always important to find out as much information about my future field of work. Knowing what is to be expected when going in for a job interview will not only be a bonus for myself, but allow me to feel confident when giving answers.

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.

My field experience was in Ms. Felkins third grade classroom at Washington Elementary School. The class there are nineteen students total, nine boys and ten girls. There are two different ethnic groups in the class, four African American students and fifteen white students. Additionally, there are three students who go to a resource room throughout the day for academic instruction. One of the students goes to the resource room for thirty-minute increments throughout the day. Three students go to a small reading group each day to work on reading skills.

I was born in Australia on January 12, 1999, however I have lived on the Hawaiian Islands since I was five and for most of my life. I have traveled back to Australia several times to visit family and even though I’m an Australian i do consider myself semi-Hawaiian in a sense. To give back to the islands I would love to help the next generation to have a childhood that is filled to the brim with Hawaiian Nature. One idea to give them this experience would be to go into Waipio Valley with the children from different schools in the Big island and explore the valley with them. Some activities while we are in the valley would be hiking, examining native plants, horse riding, swimming in rivers and the ocean, and then

This day was busy, but I was able to help out more by checking patients in and checking them out this time around. Felt a lot more comfortable with the system and interacting with the clients and their pets. This was my last day working in the front, I enjoyed working with Leonore and the rest of the staff in the front but, I am very excited to work in the back to get hands on experience working with the technician’s and the doctor’s.

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.

Growing up in a very traditional Asian household, I was pushed every day to achieve any goal I sought out to accomplish. Whether it was playing piano, practicing the viola, or studying for school, my parents were always supportive with any goal I had in mind. One of the main reasons why I am who I am today is because where my parents originated from and their desire to follow the American Dream for not just them but my sister and I.

The agency I volunteered to work at was the Graffiti Church Ministries After-School Program on 205 E 7th St. During the school week, usually Mondays, I would take the train to this program and strive to make the kids’ days at least a little bit better. I would almost always arrive at 3:15 PM exactly and would first help the children with their homework. Helping the children was shockingly much more troublesome than anticipated. I would have to explain exceptionally basic concepts to someone who knew next to nothing about it. I remember distinctively helping a kid, Jamel, with his homework and it proved extremely difficult for me to explain the concept of time to a first grader. I attempted to clarify that a quarter, as far as time, is commensurate

Let me start this story off with a question. Have you ever entered a room with some undoubtful reason, then completely forget why you are there in the first place? There's more to it, and I think I might have cracked the code with an explanation like no other, proven by the human eye itself. Have you ever felt an itch on your body, as if something was crawling under your skin, but find nothing after searching? Well, I am starting to figure it out, last question. Have you ever became extremely disoriented and felt as if the entire world was slipping beneath your feet? Well, enough with the questions, lets get started with the story itself.

When I began my Christian Service Project at my local senior center, I initially did not entirely look forward towards the experience. Run by Catholic Charities Brooklyn and Queens, the Catherine Sheridan Senior Center provides various daily activities (Wii bowling, Age-tastic!, tai chi, etc.), daily breakfast (toast, bagels, spreads, coffee, etc.) and lunch (fish, chicken, potatoes, sweet potatoes, assorted vegetables, etc.), and transportation for seniors via paratransit vans. Since February, I have mostly been helping out at lunchtime, running Age-tastic! (a health and wellness educational game provided by the New York City Department for the Aging) in the afternoon, and participating in sing-alongs with the seniors. Otherwise, I spend my time conversing with the seniors, enjoying laughs and listening to discussions as they make the most of lethargic Monday mornings. Over time, my doubtful

Growing up in the small town of Walnut Grove, I have been blessed with many opportunities. First off, our town has always been a strong faith based community and throughout my childhood and into my adolescence I learned that serving was my purpose. At the age of four, I began my love for softball, which turned out to be the most influential gift God could have blessed me with. This game allowed me to become the person I am today, for it enabled me to develop the work ethic I now have. Likewise, there’s a saying, “Softball will give back to you, what you are willing to put into it,” and this was something I didn’t quite understand until recently; however, I began to realize as it prospered relationships, whether with teachers, coaches,

As a 2/C squad leader, my job is a bit different than the typical 2/C. I feel as if because I am being thrust into this leadership role, I am forced to immediately start trying to think and act like a leader and really hone those skills quickly in order to get the most out of each and every member of my squad.

Helping people who you don`t know is a powerful tool that can change your life. Have you ever been in a situation where you needed help but couldn`t find someone to help and no one helped you? Your first reaction may be "I will not help anyone" but think of it little bit, this is a good reason to try to help others. Because if you start helping people you don`t know good will spread and you will find someone to help you. After Christmas I was in Pittsburgh with my friend suddenly my friend receive a phone call from unknown number, it was he`s friend his car broke down in the middle of the road to Morgantown and he forgot his cellphone at home. He gives us the gas station where his car broke down. We went there and couldn't find him, so we start asking people who worked in the gas station if they saw him. There were three employs, two of them ignore us but one got out of the counter walk us to where he was waiting for us. His help give us faith in people and made us help others. I believe if you helping people will receive help, feel good about yourself, and also affect the ones you care about.