Personal Narrative-Out Working On The Field

Most people are all grown up when they finally figure out what they want to do with their life. I was 4. I realized what I wanted to be when I attended my very first Rodeo. Even though it was so long ago I can remember that day like it was yesturday. That day got me on the path to my future.

Though time I had a lot of accomplishments some very good and some not so good growing up was hard but I was determined to be the best I can!!?

My team and I was starting to play the game and we were up to bat first. I was the sixth in line to bat so it felt like forever for me to bat and once you're up there and the ball is coming at you, you just want to run away from the ball. When I hit the ball I ran as fast as i could and i could feel the wind carry me to first base. Then it was our turn to field and once you're out there you can just feel the tasteless dirt in your mouth. When you make a good play it makes you feel all good inside.

I want you to know just how much I miss you. Life has been very different out here living my life on the front lines. I miss running through the fields and playing baseball with you. I miss going down to the lake and fishing with you. I hope that you know that I would do anything to be with you right now but sadly I can’t. I have now realized war isn’t what it is made out to be. Some movies make soldiers out to be some extraordinary heroes and show that the good guys never die but that's not the case in the real battlefield. As it turns out underneath the uniform is just a normal person like me or you. Also, as it turns out the good guys die too, and a lot of them. Life in the trenches might be worse than it is made out to be. Living conditions

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.

Standing on that rugged practice field on a brisk Friday night, I begin to feel my nerves clench inside my rushing body. Looking to my right, the cheers of the crowd congratulate the younger boys as they stroll off the field. The bright lights glow beyond the ginormous section of bleachers and ancient trees. Lining up on the curb, the drumline pounds a beat that sends chills down my spine. My team strides down Prospect street at the heels of the drums. No words are said, as I tune into the scratchy, clicking sound of my shining white, size-twelve cleats making contact with the car-lined road.

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

Sports- Baseball was out at the fields today. All the kids were having fun with their fathers and coaches. The mothers looked happy watching and conversing with the other baseball moms.

The summer of 2016 I began to work in order to have money for myself and to help my family out, economically. It was definitely the worst job ever, it was in the field so it was obviously very hot, exhausting, and challenging. I arrived at work at about 6 am and it was already very hot, and I had to work in the sun all day until about 5 pm. By the end of summer, I was already all sunburned. Working in the sun almost all day and everyday was very exhausting for me. I would get home and take a shower, eat, and sleep until the next day to wake up for work again. The work was very challenging, because my wage was depending on what I made in the day. I had to work very fast in order to make many dozens of onions in order to have a good check by

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

The wind rushes through my hair as I speed through the back roads to my happy place. The humongous corn fields quickly disappear into my rear view mirror when I rip off the road into the field. I can feel the bass bouncing through out my jeep as Shania Twain blares through the speaks of my jeep. With my windows down, I’m sure everyone in 4 mile radius can hear my music too. My hands grip the leather wheel as I hit each bump of the open field. As I hear my friends singing Party For Two with me, a laugh escapes my mouth. I know my friends aren’t paying attention as I speed up to hit the steep 2 foot drop off. My body leaves my seat as I scream with joy, but Lexie and Mackenzie scream with terror as they bounce around their seats. Over dramatic

The events occurring during the summer of 2012 opened my eyes to what would become my life’s ambition. I discovered first hand how moments matter and how fragile life can be. My destiny is in the medical field and I am a believer that things happen for a reason.

During the completion of my field experience, I was able to concentrate on the growth and development of myself professionally. Amidst the many positive experiences I gained working between experience professionals, I was also able to acquire and enhance my own teaching skills. For me the experience was an eye opener, being a future educator with little experience I was able to gain many details and exposures to the many useful resources parent have within the community. After being in several different community resources I was afforded a noble benefit from the knowledge gained from the professionals I met and the parents they serviced.

I know how scary it is for you to put yourself out there.. yet, I keep rejecting you. And the one time I did say yes, my two friends ended up tagging along lol. I'm sorry. I really am. And I'm aware that saying sorry isn't going to fix anything unless I put the effort to change it. SO, if you are free tomorrow, let's do something. I promise I won't lag