Personal Narrative Procedure

It was near the end of my 8th grade school year, about 2 month away from graduation, when something I never expected to happen actually happened. This event really changed my life forever and shaped me into who I am as a person today. I had just arrived at my house after school when my parents received a call that my grandma was ill and that we should come down to check on her. As we rushed down to my grandparents house, my family was deeply concerned about what may have happened because my grandma had never really had many health issues before this. As we arrived at their house and walked through the door, we were greeted with the sight of my grandma sitting in a chair with a blanket around her while she was sleeping. My family’s first reaction

Because salt dissolves in water, we added water to the salt and sand mixture. Sand is insoluble in water making the sand not dissolve. The mixture containing of sand and salt water was then filtered with filter paper. The filter paper allowed the salt water to pass through because it is a liquid while not allowing sand to pass through because it is a solid. The salt water was then collected in a pre-weighed 250-mL (67.88 gram) beaker while the sand and filter paper was put in a pre-weighed (52.02 gram) 100-mL beaker. The water was then evaporated because we left both beakers to dry overnight.

Beakers 5-8 were set aside for later use. I then recorded by observation of beaker 1 in Table 1 on the Lab Reporting Form; this included smell, color, etc. 10 mL of vegetable oil was added to beaker 2, 10 mL of vinegar to beaker 3, and 10 mL of liquid laundry detergent to beaker 4. Each beaker was mixed thoroughly with a wooden stir stick. My observations such as color and smell were annotated in Table 1 on the Lab Reporting Form. Next, I cut the cheesecloth into five different pieces. I took one piece of cheesecloth and folded it so it was 4 layers thick. I then placed it into the funnel. 60 mL of soil was measured out using the 100 mL beaker and placed into the cheesecloth lined funnel. The funnel was then put inside beaker 5. The contents of beaker 1 (water) were poured through the funnel and let filter for 1 minute into beaker 5. My observations were recorded on Table 1 on the Lab Reporting Form. I repeated the process of creating a filter of cheesecloth and soil and filtered the contents of beaker 2 (vegetable oil) into beaker 6, beaker 3 (vinegar) to beaker 7, and beaker 4 (detergent) to beaker 8. All observations were recorded on Table 1.

I arrived at practice with my shoes laced, hair pulled back, and the mindset that I was unstoppable. I could play against every member of my team and come out the victor on any given day. It was the first day of practice that week, and challenge matches were scheduled to begin. The team went through our daily shuffle of drills, conditioning, and running to prepare for what was lying ahead. While warming up with my friends, I felt great, talking about homecoming, boys, and a variety of irrelevant events. I felt ready. The odds were in my favor and nobody could stop me.

The purpose of this experiment is to familiarize oneself with the general procedures determining a partition coefficient at the microscale level and learn in weighing milligram quantities of materials on an electronic balance, the use of automatic pipets, the use of transfer pipet, and the use of a vortex mixer. Also, to familiarize oneself with extraction

First, a 100 mL graduated cylinder was obtained and filled with 35 mL of water. A pipet was used to attain a more accurate amount of liquid. The water was then poured into a beaker, which was weighed on an analytical balance. Next, an Alka-Seltzer tablet was obtained and the weight measured using the same balance the weight of the beaker was measured on. When both masses were recorded, the tablet was dropped into the water. The liquid was swirled to allow for the tablet to dissolve completely. After the fizzing had stopped, the beaker was once again weighed and the mass was recorded. Each step was repeated seven more times for a total of eight trials. However, with each trial the liquids added to the beaker changed. In each new trial, an additional 5 mL of vinegar was added and 5 mL of water was taken away. Thus, beaker one had 0 mL of vinegar and 35 mL of water; beaker 2 had 5 mL of vinegar and 30 mL of water; beaker 3 had 10 mL of vinegar and 25 mL

It was a cold day in November as I scampered out of my Biology class, unsatisfied with the grade that I had received on my exam. I rushed to the basement of my campus’s athletic facility brimming over with frustration and quickly tossed aside my school supplies in exchange for a pair of soccer cleats and goalkeeper gloves. I threw over my grass-stained gray cotton sweatshirt, stepped outside to the bite of an approaching winter and joined my comrades in our warm-up lines. The boys were all laughing and talking about what happened over the weekend as we prepared for another practice. Being surrounded by my teammates made me forget about my worries and allowed me to disappear into the routine of physical activity. My collegiate varsity soccer

At the beginning of my freshman year I was attempting to develop motivation as well as seeking purpose and determining value. Whether in school or during sports or other activities and events in my life, I was constantly searching for motivation towards a goal or achievement.

The Fresno State Freshman Chemistry Stockroom provided the materials that were used during this experiment. The specific materials and equipment’s used in the experiment were a NaCl solution of 6%, 12%, 18%, and 24%. 1 You will need an unknown brine solution, which will be calculating the density.1 Also, you will need a 10 mL volumetric flasks, thermometers, small breakers, eyedroppers, a 50 mL graduated cylinder, and an unknown metal. 1

Purpose: The purpose of this experiment is to learn about and use the Scientific Method. The discussion of physical properties such as density, color, texture, smell, and solubility will take place.

Sitting in the front seat of my bass boat casting a spinnerbait, the weather was perfect. It was about 55 degrees and sunny. After reeling in about a three-pound bass, I thought I would be ecstatic, but I wasn’t. Something just didn’t feel right, kind of like when you’re about to do something very scary and your stomach turns in nervousness. I drove back to the cabin/house and went upstairs. I knew that whatever was about to happen would permanently change my life forever.

In that moment I realized the world isn’t all friendship and giggles. I never expected to see or hear someone so cruel before in my life, I thought it only ever happened in the telenovelas my mom and watched after she picked me up from elementary school. I could see Skylar, the new student in my kindergarten class, talking with an upperclassman behind the tall metal slide. I barely heard the introductions, but I could clearly hear when the upperclassman laughed. He laughed at the name that the boy was given. I didn’t expect what came out of my mouth, and they certainly didn’t either.

I was an only an 11 year old child with only my dad to raise me up, my mother had passed away from a heart attack when I was only five years old. My dad was a boxer that would always come home beaten up. I would have to patch him up every time that he would lose a fight and come home with cuts and bruises on his head.

Everyone remembers a time in their lives when their mom came through and saved the day. Mine happened to happen at 1:30 AM on a Saturday morning. To fully understand the story I’ll give some background.

Racing at night going One-hundred and forty miles an hour on US-27 holding the lead, Shift six gear, speed topped out at two-hundred miles per hour passing by cars smoothly. I chanted I am immortal, I am a god! while I pushed my sports bike to its limit. Suddenly a black car approaches. WHAM! I get Rammed from behind and lose control of my bike slamming into a Semi-truck up ahead. Lights out. When I peeked my eyes, I saw 4 humans around me. Thump after thumb I believe I was in an ambulance rushing down the turnpike. I looked around and the first words that came to my head are “Rick this is just a dream”. This is the story of how I escaped from an illegal laboratory that clones and modifies humans.