Personal Narrative: Running For The Texas Technology Student Association

I honestly am happy I did not win state office because I would not have had the privilege to meet some of the most talented individuals. There is an old saying that says, college is where we meet your life-long friends. In just the past year, I can attest to that. Failing is not always a bad thing, we can always learn from it, and sometimes we realize that we were supposed to be on a different path entirely. It is important to believe in the process and know that everything happens for a reason. When one door closes a window of opportunity can

It all began in January 2013, when I was elected as my region’s state officer candidate. In order to be elected as a state officer candidate, I had to prepare a two-minute speech as well as study for a FCCLA knowledge test. Once regional elections day had arrived, my first priority was to take the knowledge test. This test consisted of various questions about FCCLA to prepare me for my upcoming term, if elected. I took the test at ease and passed with a rousing one hundred percent! It was now time for the, “Meet the Candidates,” portion of the day, where I introduced myself to many voting delegates as they asked me various situational based questions about FCCLA. Once this portion was over, I was now on my way to the most stressful part of the day- giving my speech. As I walked on the stage and began my speech, my

The Kelly Ayotte campaign was a well-run organization and played a large role in getting the New Hampshire citizens to the voting booth. I was honored to serve with such great people from who came to New Hampshire from all over the country. These people like myself, wanted to hopefully help Kelly Ayotte get re-elected to the senate. The campaign headquarters was based out of a first floor office, located in the Brady Sullivan Tower in Manchester. I was a man of many tasks, and tried to help where I was needed depending on the day. I volunteered in the office and was out in the field, knocking door to door. My job was incredibly important because going into the start of my service I knew the senate race was going to be extremely close, the closest Senate race in the country for that matter. As we observed, the race was extremely close and unfortunately my candidate lost three weeks ago. Although, it was not the outcome we were looking for, I have a couple of theories of why we may have lost by only eight hundred votes. If more un-educated voters exercised their right to vote, the outcome could have possibly been different. Whether we like it or not, most of the citizens in Manchester New Hampshire are not as well versed on public issues and candidates. However, towns including Bedford and Merrimack were very well versed. Towns including Bedford take election cycles more seriously and in my eyes seemed more educated on the issues. The experience volunteering on the Kelly

I unfortunately lost in the primary elections. I personally did not know how I lost because I had the best slogan ever and that was, “Cope gives you Hope.” Because I chose that position, I got to review cases and represent people and I was able to sit in on a case that was presented to the Boys State Justices at the Capital building in the Nebraska State Court.

Early in December, the filing period for the 2014 election cycle ended. Looking over the ballot, I am gratified by the number of my fellow citizens that desire to serve. When I look at my place on the ballot, I am unopposed in the primary in March and the general election in

We were all sitting around Mr. DeHaan’s classroom; it was like any normal FFA meeting. Except this wasn’t like every other meeting. For one thing, I was about twenty times more nervous than I usually am. Because this meeting was the officer election meeting – and I was running for FFA President. Did I mention I was only a sophomore and was running against all the juniors? We had already cast the ballots once for president, and the seniors had gone into Mr. DeHaan’s office to count them. I remember one of the senior guys walking out and up to the white board. He erased three of the five names. My name was still there. I had tied with Travis TeGrotenhuis, so we had to revote. By this time, I was sweating bullets and my face was

Each and every week I would head out to the baseball park, not because the experience would always leave me with joy, but because of the joy and satisfaction that the players had when they came and left the field. Many of the player’s parents told my fellow buddies and I, that the players would start counting down the days until the next Sunday, as soon as they’d get into the car! Throughout the entire Challenger season, I was reminded of how easy my life actually is, and how a how much I take for granted daily. With this program having such a great impact, I was dedicated to making sure that the player’s experience was the best possible. Which meant that I would often get there early, and help our Challenger division coordinator, to set up and makes sure that everything was ready for when the players came. My hard-work, and readiness to help out obviously were apparent to the coordinator, Jeff Sandes, as he came to me at the end of last year’s season to thank me for all the hard work, time and effort, I had put in to make sure that the players' experiences were the best

I wasn't sure what to expect. While I had always been interested in the conditions of my society, I was a novice in the political arena. Never before had I given a speech in front of a group of people larger than those in a typical high school classroom, much less run for any kind of political office. In that first hour after my arrival, as I waded through a gym full of ASB presidents, state-level competitors in speech and debate, and seasoned MUN delegates, I

All the emotions started sinking in as we started to cry with joy. After all the crying, we went to say “good game” for sportsmanship and returned to the mound to complete a bet. We bet Coach Cadena that if we went undefeated for the whole season, the team got to dogpile on him. And we did. All of us returned to the dugout with all of our families and the baseball team congratulating us. Seeing my fathers’ face with a huge smile made me feel so great he got to see me play with four single hits and no outs. I made a contribution to the game that I was awarded second region team. During the end of the awards ceremony, when we hold the championship plaque, all of us had the biggest smiles on our faces and returned home with

When I think about what I could contribute to Florida A&M University based on the knowledge that I do have with your institution is that i’m a extremely committed student who has beliefs that you can do anything that you set your mind to. There may be some times when I may feel discouraged but why must if I feel like that if things aren’t easily handed to you. You must chase your dreams, and when you do that things will slowly fall into place (not exactly how you planned for it to be at times). I learned that through the many obstacles I had to experience to make me the well informed women I am today. The best activity, interest, experience, and achievement in my life was being a Big member of “Big brother, big sister”. Becoming a mentor for

I remember the people that believed in me. I remember the people that didn’t believe in me. I remember the frustration that coursed through my body when I didn’t meet mine and others expectations of me. Most of all I remember this feeling. This feeling of complete and absolute triumph. The feeling of being the best in the state. The feeling that I gave my heart to softball, and softball gave me this back. The feeling that the hours upon hours of practice and hundreds of tears and sweat finally paid off. My mom calls for me. It’s time to go home. Things return to normal, and I forget the feelings that flooded me that day for the moment as I go out to celebrate. Because, hey we are 2016 South Dakota State

In sixth grade my school held a mock presidential election, I had the third highest GPA in the school so I was selected to be one of the candidates. While I felt I wasn’t very

“Why are you qualified to be my Southern Region Vice President?”, asked an intrepid FBLA member as he gazed at my board, full of parallels of business to architecture, as my program at A-Tech was Architecture. Smiling, I came to the member and shook has hand, and spoke, “ Your eyes are as bright as the stars above, for each has the potential that is out of this world. Potential like that has to be nurtured and supported, and the fact of the matter is the system currently does not support that”. Within the vicinity, not just a couple feet away was my opponent for the position talking to his colleagues and sending them out to fetch voters. My eyes never left the member before me, but I could hear my opponent. Veiled smiles we traded from time to time, as we’d have to stay in the campaigning

My presidential run for office would be based off being truthful. I would tell the United States how the government has been taking money from them and spending it irresponsibly. I want to fix the United States because they fail to use money effectually. There needs to be someone that steps in and fixes the problem. When the people of the U.S. votes me into office that will be my task.

Only shock stops me from bursting into tears. There must be a mistake. Chase Hutchinson is not my name. Instantly running through dozens of scenarios in which a mistaken ballot-count could rectify my loss, I watch the light-haired boy dressed in a sweater-vest smirk at me. My breath falters as I fiddle with my pen to distract myself from my anguish. After prepping for weeks, attending the rigorous National Symposium for Debate, researching away until unspeakable hours, and digesting book after book of Sartre, Nietzsche, and Rawls, I had started my varsity season with a major defeat.