Personal Narrative: My Presidential Run For Office

“Do you like your job mom?” My son Matthew asks me casually looking up at me from his wooden desk chair. I’m working on cooking our family dinner and he’s currently working on a 10th grade essay, where he describes what he wants to become when he grows up. I always have thought that term “growing up” was funny, because through everything I certainly never have. I smiled down at him and answered “Yes, Matthew, I love it very much.” “Can I interview you about it please, it’s part of the assignment?” he replied. I nod and make my way over to the matching desk chair and sit down. “Just answer my questions about your job” He said. “Wait Matt, don’t you have to write this down?” “UGH mom this isn’t 2016, no one writes anymore. Gosh. My IPhone 17

Through the duration of this course some of my opinions on civic issues have changed and some have stayed the same. An opinion of mine that has changed is the number of flaws in our education system. This is an important civic issue because the education of young people is deciding the future of this world. This is politically significant because this generation will grow up to be a part of politics whether running for a role in the federal, provincial, or municipal parliamentary or simply voting in an election.

I am really glad to hear that you are the Republican nominee for president. I believe that you are exactly what we need to “Make America Great Again.” My family and I thoroughly enjoyed listening to you and your family speak at the Republican Convention.

Theodore Roosevelt once said, “Patriotism means to stand by the country. It does not mean to stand by the president or any other public official, save exactly to the degree in which he himself stands by the country. It is patriotic to support him insofar as he efficiently serves the country. It is unpatriotic not to oppose him to the exact extent that by inefficiency or otherwise he fails in his duty to stand by the country. In either event, it is unpatriotic not to tell the truth, whether about the president or anyone else.”

I was only eight years old at the time of the 2008 Democratic National Convention (DNC), but the impact of that event on me has been immense. I had just begun taking a keen interest in U.S. politics, sparked by the Democratic primary between Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama. My parents adored Hillary Clinton, so naturally, I adored her too. I initially was very disappointed when she lost the primary to Senator Obama, but I realized that my parents weren’t too upset, so naturally, I wasn’t either. Since I avidly followed the primary, my father, who has been attending the DNC since he was a teenager, offered me an opportunity that few would think to offer an eight year old—the chance to tag along with him to the big DNC that year, to be held

My AP government class seemingly encapsulated critical shifts of voter behavior into a single lecture, but I craved to see democracy in action. Working on Raja Krishnamoorthi’s Congressional campaign before my junior year, I was able to translate what I had read in books into practice. Scrolling through endless lists of voter files, I was able to picture how different neighborhoods in Illinois’s 6th District voted distinctly each election. I found myself engaging on issues that may have occupied half a page in Patterson’s The American Democracy, but hit to the heart of voters, from a grandmother dependant on Social Security to a steelworker that was laid off.

I took three political party quizzes in class today. The first one was absolute bollocks. It told me that I was a authoritarian, I can’t even pronounce that word! Do you know what an authoritarian is? An authoritarian is someone who favors or enforces strict obedience to authority at the expense of personal freedom. Not bloody likely. However, I was able to redeem myself with our second political party quiz. Now this quiz was...correct, and I can’t say I was surprised, I think it was more akin to shock. Yes. Shock. Now, going into this I figured I would come out as a liberal democrat I guess I just underestimated how liberal. As it turns out I am as far left as one can go on the scale, so if you see me in the future leading all the protests,

On October 27, 1858, I was born in New York City. I was very fortunate to be born into a wealthy and well off family, but I was not as lucky with my health. As a young child I was very weak and constantly ill. By the time I was a teenager, I was tired of being of being frail, and began doing gymnastics and weightlifting to build up my strength.

@ Joe. Glad to see you are still taking time to convey your ideas to us.

Normally my job is pretty routine, but I saw something tonight that I’ll remember for a long time. I’m a cameraman, and tonight I worked at WBBM Studios in Chicago, where the first presidential debate took place between Vice President Nixon and Senator Kennedy. This first debate has turned into a big deal. The whole setup for the debate was really brand new, since the television networks all gave an hour of free time—no commercials. President Eisenhower even signed a special law to allow it. So it was definitely a very big deal. When I got to the station late this afternoon, everyone seemed pretty keyed up. I was too—I was really worried about not making any mistakes. I was really excited when the two candidates arrived. Vice President Nixon

With everything going on in the news and the new administration, I have been feeling the urge to do something. I happened to come across an online site where it talked about taking action. So, I decided to organize a Stockton Huddle, which is a 90-minute gathering for people of all walks of life to sit and calmly discuss their concerns about the new administration and its policies. Huddles are the second of 10-planned actions in the First 100 days of this presidency, which launched at the Women’s March in Washington D.C.

Through her experience of starting off as a literature major, interning at a public radio station, and then on Capitol Hill after someone in one of her classes suggested it, Ms. Karen discovered that these were an interest to her and she ended up realizing what she wanted to do. In Capitol Hill, there is a lot of communication and she was exposed to a lot of different people and issues. She was also interested in causes and helping people. This taught me to take everything in my life as something that is potentially valuable. That I’ll never know what opportunities will come to me if I don’t open myself up to new experiences. I’m going to try to join another club next year if my schedule permits, or I might become a less active member

I have had just arrived out of my plane and entered Guarulhos International Airport. I see posters of Dilma Rousseff's Presidency. I even took a quick glimpse through the corner of my eyes of a Newspaper headline titled “First Female president also First Female Failure .” Even though I couldn’t see the TV screens, I was able to apprehend the anchor mumbling about challenging the credibility of the president after being yesterday. I stopped walking completely when I spaced out. Almost eighty years ago, I was trapped on an island that was supposed to be a place where we were supposed to be having lots of fun and take ourselves. I remembered how they elected me to be their leader. Jack tried to run against me, as if we’re running for the president

On January 21, 2017 over a million people marched all around the world to protest the election of Donald Trump: his policies and pledges to take away certain rights, and to support the fundamental rights of all humans─specifically women. I was lucky enough to attended the march in D.C., where the streets were flooded with so much love and with voices that could not be ignored. This is the first political march I have ever attended but, will definitely not be the last because of how motivational, unified, and outspoken everybody was.

The only Political affiliation I process is a registered voter. There are mostly Catholic descendent in our community. We have a large variety of churches that people many choices. On one corner there is a Baptist church. One the other corner there is a Methodist church. On one corner there is an A.M. E. Church. I am a member of a Full Gospel Church in which my husband is the minister. I sing in the church choir and teach Sunday School. My hobbies are limited because of my knee surgery. Before my surgery, my girls, their children and I would play volleyball every Sunday after dinner.