Personal Narrative: My Work Ethic

From an early age I was thinking about ethics. At four or five years old I knew how to turn on NPR, and I would build towers and cities with blocks while listening to news of the conflict in Kosovo. Of course at that age I understood very little of it all, but hearing about Slobodan Milošević remains my first encounter with villainy, and I was hooked. My dad especially was a little worried about the impression the news might make on me, so he would often turn the dial of or our stereo to the classical station. As soon as he left the room I would change it back. Seeing no immediate ill effects he eventually let me control the dial myself, and I began to listen to everything public radio had to offer. I did not care much for

I have always been in great shape. I have taken a great deal of pride in my body and a great deal of personal satisfaction in my physical fitness level ever since I started working out when I was 12 years old. My dad was the one who had gotten me into fitness, taught me all about lifting weights, running, performing calisthenics, and other tasks to build my body and keep it in the best shape that it could be in. He had set up a weight room in the garage of our house, and we would work out at night when he got home from work. We would lift weights and do other exercises in our underwear before dinner. He figured that was just as good as any workout clothes. Those evenings in the garage

For this project I think Merry and I worked extremely well together, and were very collaborative. We were both a part of every step of the process, from booking equipment, to filming to editing. We tried to be good at communicating with one another as things came up, as well stay in touch about our progress. Overall, I think we worked very well as a team, and I look forward to working with Merry in the future.

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

We haven't talked in a while so I thought I send you a quick e-mail. My life has been school, running, sleep, and music! School is going well like all my teachers (for the most part)! I haven't raced yet in cross country because I got sick a few week ago... I am just not getting over it, and I was supposed to have a meet on Saturday, but it was canceled due to horrible course conditions. I have been spending a lot of time producing music... Over this last summer, I got very serious about it. Realistically, I don't think it will be a career field for me, but you never know, and I really enjoy it. I've thought myself a lot, but I think I will be meeting with some actual audio engineers to learn even more. Right now music production

My employment history is limited, however, I am learning to be proud of my accomplishments. I think I just found out my problem lack of confidence! The key every good communicator needs. I am working on that, I promise. My first official job I had was at a non-profit organization named City Year. City Year is located in 25 cities throughout the United State, and also in the United Kingdom. I served as a corps member in New York and was coincidentally placed at my old elementary school. During my time there I mentored, tutored, and provided in classroom support to third grade students. I also was my team outreach coordinator for some time and then took on the role of data evaluator. After City Year I was a corps member for Jumpstart For Young

As I sit on the toilet at 5:02 P.M. waiting for it to be 5:04 to find my answer. Negative or Positive? I walk into my room with the tests in my hand to show my fiancé, his big blue eyes lights up with excitement. I have taken four digital tests all saying negative. This particular test was different, there was a faint positive result! I didn’t think anything of it, because It wasn’t quite time for my period anyway. Soon enough, I would find out how accurate that last test was.

This topic is a really good one for me especially dealing with people at the varies jobs I’ve worked.

This is the place I go with my friends. We hang out, play basketball, and workout. This place is the gym made for hard work and motivation. Here we work harder than we have ever worked before. I push myself to be better than I was the day before. I wait for the sweat to drip down my face before I even think about giving up. All of my muscles screaming at me to stop, but I don't.The soreness that I experience the next day makes it all worth it. This lets me know I am doing something for myself. In the beginning, I didn't believe I was changing anything about myself. I thought all this work I was putting into it was for absolutely nothing. Then I was home with my mom and we were going through pictures. I realized I looked completely different. I did not understand why I have never seen it before. I look in the mirror everyday and all I see is myself. I feel like me I have two eyes, a nose, and a mouth. I didn't realize that every time I looked at myself a slight difference was made. Eventually, those slight differences added up and became more noticeable than I imagined. Yet I never noticed that I was losing weight. Once I saw it I wanted it to go faster than the time it takes my muscles to build themselves. So I started working harder than my body ever thought of being put through. I started staying at the gym longer, and cutting a lot of things out of my diet. I

I was set to attend a public school as an out-of-state student, almost solely because they agreed to give me their largest scholarship. The state had other plans—I learned that scholarship funding would be one of the first things cut to fix their budget crisis. I wouldn’t be able to cover the $20,000 difference, so I decided to stay home for a while. I had three goals; I wanted to build my work ethic, exorcise my demons and articulate my ideology. To build my work ethic, I applied for a job in the incredibly grueling and unrewarding fast food industry. The exorcism dealt with my worst habits, namely, not sticking with things, procrastination and not taking things seriously. It was pertinent to fix them, obviously. Articulating my ideology has

On Saturday Carly called me while I was working in the parking booth to see if there was anyone to cover her shift because she had a stomach bug and couldn’t keep anything down. I gave her the names and numbers of some people she could try calling to get her shift covered but she wasn’t able to get a hold of anyone. I knew Kristen was trying to get a hold of Angelina to see if she could leave early that day and with Carly not being able to come in I asked if she had heard back from Angelina and if she could stay for the remainder of her shift. This is when she started saying things such as “This is why I hate working Saturdays because everything is a disaster” it seemed almost like a panic attack. I told her if she didn’t want to stay Melissa

I admitted, there are some difficult situations affect humans and their endurance such as working under so much pressure. For example, when you forced to face with several difficulties on the same time and you feel that your life on the outskirts of the end, almost you gone. Summon all your strength to resist moments in recent collapse. You still have a hope, you still have something left to give its not over this is me. One of my advantages, work hard with patience. Thus built my character. What makes me a special person;I married a positive man who helping me and supporting me to complete my higher education.I have children, I mean for them all life.I got my bachelor's degree at the same time that I was working and I was taking care of

I was the youngest of three kids and the only girl. I was spoiled rotten, and very immature due to the fact I was never given any true responsibility. My immaturity has been my greatest weakness. After graduating high school I went on to attend school at Bowie State University. My first semester there I received a 3.0 gpa and till this day I still don't understand how that was even possible being that I hardly went to class. I was partying, drinking, and skipping class frequently. My next semester I literally failed two classes out of the four I was taking and lost my grants, and was put on academic probation. My parents were not aware of my trouble in school they agreed on helping me get an apartment. Once my parents realized I was doing terrible

I think I went through this latest challenge because I likely took on too much work, in such a short period of time. During this time as I was getting more and more stressed out, I isolate myself and stay inside my head. I stopped communicating with my parents about my feelings. This always seems to be one of the first things I do, when I start struggling in a situation; stop talking to my support system. However, after a week of feeling this way and my mom prodding me into opening up to her (because she could tell something was wrong), I finally picked up the phone and called.

As a child, I was never being sporty rather I was an unfit boy like many other of my age. I hated to be unfit- I never got picked for any sports teams. During my teenage years to keep with societies ideal I tried every fitness options I came cross to become fit and smart. While probably due to inspiration from dad and brothers that I became interested in going to a gym. This is how started to have an interest in gym life. At this stage, I was no regular to gym, or wasn’t fit, neither sporty. I didn’t have a figure, but I soon realized that I enjoy the ‘buzz’ which exercising gave me. Now there is no looking back.