Personal Narrative: My Second Term At Keuttering

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.

It has been 2 1/2 years since I left Kent State Geauga. Looking back I am so glad I made that decision because it lead me here. After I graduated High School I did what I was expected to do by going to college. I had no idea what I wanted to major in, but I new I wanted to do something I love and am passionate about. The problem was, how do I know if I love something if I’ve never done it before? After a semester of college I decided I would drop out and figure out what I wanted to do before I went back to school.

Twenty-six years ago. I began the quest to find the perfect college. As I drove down the driveway of Bay Path College, I knew this was the college I was going to attend. I was drawn to the rural setting, the beautiful campus and the small academic community. My intent for life after high school was to get my associates degree, earn some money, then begin working toward my bachelor degree. In retrospect, I did not possess the confidence or drive needed to be a good student. I struggled for the next couple of years to earn my Associates degree, however was apprehensive to commit to the time or expense it would take to continue my education. After a very long break in schooling, I now approach education with a new mindset and ready to commit

The institution I have attended for the last two years is a very focused yet disconnected box. This is understandable as lot of the students are older, more experienced, and already involved their field of choice moving towards a known objective with little time to focus elsewhere. However, as a younger student, this institution is a dead end. I have almost completed my associates degree and can not continue my education at Wayne County; at least not in an academic path that is desirable to me. I have participated in both social and academic programs such as the college's bowling team and SSS (Student Support Services). As well as becoming a member of my community college's chapter of Phi Theta Kapp.

In 2025, I will be twenty-nine years old and hopefully married. I will be married to my significant other of ten years Earnest Palmer III, who is a dentist. I would have been recently graduating with a bachelor’s in Culinary Arts and trying to plan to open my own restaurant, BubbaD’s Eateries. Knowing my big headed husband of mine, I probably had a baby then and trying to have another baby. Hopefully, by then Earnest will get rid of the idea naming our son, King. We will be living in the suburbs near New York City but working in the city. Being a woman with great memory, I probably wrote a memoir about my crazy life and trying to sell it to a publisher. If none of the publishers wants to publish my memoir, I will probably sell it the Lifetime

There I was on the block next to the High Bar. It was about 5:00 at night when my coach told me to do a Kip. As I got up on the bar my nose filled with the smell of chalk. I started to swing, and as I came out of my half turn I looked good. Everything seemed fine but as I came to the part of the Kip where I have to pull my legs up to the bar, I slammed my shins into the bar. My momentum was stopped and I dropped on to the mat, missing the Kip. I felt like I had let down my coach and I had let down myself too. That day I experienced failure. That failure made me want my Kip even more so I worked harder and had support from my teammates.

I took many classes at Oakton pertained to engineering and I loved it. I knew from the very beginning it is something I want to do for the rest of my life. I was doing really good in my engineering classes and after three years at Oakton I decided I am ready for UIC to pursue my major. During all my years in high school and even at Oakton I wasn't really influenced or apart of any activities or clubs. I was more focused on school and getting good grades, plus working so I can pay for Oakton and get the education I needed. In high school I really didn't have any challenges that have impacted my academic achievements, but college sort of did. I have a few semesters that I needed extra help and extra studying to have the best grade in that particular class. I did take advantage of all the programs Oakton had and extra help that they offered so I had everything I needed. After all, I do like all the challenges because it makes me push even harder towards my goals and I fell like nothing will stop me or get into my way. And that is why I'm so excited about UIC and their great engineering program, so it can prepare me for my future and all the challenges I will come

My first semester at UW-River Falls I was an animal science major with emphases on equine training and care. I started my rubble major my second semester at UWRF, animal science and Health and Human performance, which would allow me to become a physical education teacher. 14 days before second semester ended I was forced to medically withdraw from school due to having seizures as a result of having complications after getting my wisdom teeth removed. I retired to school the following fall. Due to the fact that River Falls is over a five our drive from Sheboygan Wisconsin, where I lived with my parents I lived in the dorms during the school year. Unfortunately UW-River Falls has a small program that constantly cut classes due to the lack of enrollment in them, because of this I was unable to maintain a full time student status. The lack of classes offered I needed to earn my degree made me second guess my choice of schools. I loved the small class

Throughout the conversation, Susan did not inform me that the home was still in First Look and not open to investors at this time. Susan did not highlight any features of the home, nor did she talk about the neighborhood or the surrounding area. When asked, Susan paused to reference the property file and stated, "In looking at the pictures it appears that it needs interior paint, carpet, appliances, and a few windows, which the previous seller must have taken." She stated, "I don't know why they have to remove things from the homes." I asked, "Do you have offers?" She paused to check the property file and answered, "No offers." I asked, "Is the property behind the home farmland?" She paused to reference the property file and replied, "It appears

We human beings are all works of art. Every experience that we have is a new stroke of paint to our canvas. The things that influence us do the same. I am not a completed work of art, but I can show my progress of what makes me. I am influenced by the media, my teachers, and the neighborhoods I lived in. Now here is the showing of my work.

When you first walk into the Hornets Nest the first thing you see is one of the friendly crew member there to swipe your hornet card. Then you smell the freshly stoned cooked pizza and nearby you can see some choices on pasta. I normally don’t the eat pizza. Honestly the pizza is not as good as it smells. I haven’t touch the pasta once because I avoid the pizza so I forget that there’s more than pizza.

I would be an outstanding student in Spelman College's faculty classes because I am hard worker. My work has always came first even when I had experienced a big transition in my life I didn't allow that to stop me from doing my work. My work was always a outlet for me to express myself and to show my teachers how I really think. For instance, in my English Composition Class we read a poem called "I Want A Wife by Judy Brady" then we read a book named "Fences by August Wilson", and one day we were in class discussing the poem in the book and it shocked my teacher when I made the connection between the two. I thought my teacher made us read "I want a wife" because in the book "Fences" the main character named Troy expected everything in that

I have learnt many skills helping me day with work pouring concrete and laboring for block layers. First let me give you a little background. My dad was worked as a bricklayer since he was sixteen. He has done the same type of work for most of his life, and that's where I come in. My first job was in the summer of 2012 My dad asked me if I wanted to go along and help him with a side job he had going. I said sure and we headed out around nine o'clock. Our first job was to replace a concrete pad and stairs for this house that was up for sale. We had to set up forms for the concrete, and pour it. I learned how to oil up forms so the concrete didn't stick.

I decided to attend Oakton in the fall of 2013, because of my mother’s health and financial difficulties. I felt safe being close to home and being able to receive quality education . It was when I entered Oakton Community College that I discovered my true potential. My enormous inspiration for change came when I attended Oakton Orientation. During the student life session leaders informed us about opportunities to get involved .I heard someone say to my group “ Oakton is your second chance , if you didn’t do well in high school you can start all over at Oakton”. Ever since that day I was assured that I was going to bring out the best potential that I could possibly portray. I started my involvement at Oakton by being at events that Oakton Journey hosted. I was there so often that I was able to get the opportunity to be a Peer Mentor. I have been influenced by many positive faculty members, and professors at Oakton to reach for my full potential. A faculty member that has influenced me greatly is Beatriz Sparks. While working with Beatriz in Career Services and the Office of the Vice President, I learned to always think positive in every situation.

I had a few interactions with K.C. (in Ms. Hampton's homeroom) today, and I wanted to make sure you were aware, as safety patrol sponsor. This morning he showed up at 7:45 after his post to eat breakfast. I am not allowed to turn students away without feeding them. However, this probably means that he would be late for class every day. Also, at lunch, he ate another student's snack and was very disrespectful to me. He and I had a discussion in my office during his recess time, and I spoke to his mother about his behavior. I know he is a new patrol, but I do not think that his behavior today was reflective of a Glen Springs Safety Patrol.