Personal Narrative-Tale Heart

P: Timothy will recognize existing feelings of anger, discover the origins of such feelings, and find alternative ways to ease, express, and resolve such feelings.

This season on “When Calls the Heart” has been a fantastic time of growth in the community, and many of the featured new faces have been the children of Hope Valley. Yet again, Hearties were introduced to a character named Robert who didn’t get along with Cody in the beginning, but Miss Thatcher never gave up on him. With his signature curly hair and spot on facial expressions, we have not been able to overlook this character nor the boy who has infused him with life, Jaiven Natt. Recently, I had the opportunity to chat with this 11-year-old who has become a delightful part of this weekly Hallmark escape.

Last fall, I went for a checkup appointment because I was complaining to my mom of the amount of pain I was in. My doctor kept telling me that “scoliosis doesn’t hurt”. He took my x-rays and my curves had increased tremendously. We had to schedule the appointment I would have to have my spinal fusion surgery. I remember sitting in the room and the only two things I was thinking about was if I would ever be able to cheer again, and how excited I was to finally be relieved from all the

The skies on my feet were like boulders chained to my feet, and the fear of height gave me anxiety. At first, I could barely even move in the gear, but I quickly adapted and started enjoying the thrill of going down the mountain. Thinking that it was an excellent idea to push my limits, I decided to ski down the mountain and go as fast as I can. The cold wind that hit my face only gave me more adrenaline to go even quicker. It quickly turned into a disaster as I feel and snapped my ligament on my right leg. It was the worst pain I've ever felt even with the cold numbing the pain. I quickly stood up to see my conditions, nothing was wrong until I straighten my leg, I immediately fell and cried until help came. Driven to the hospital in an ambulance as my mother drove behind

The clouds were black, immeasurable, and grotesque. I still believe it was because my best friend was leaving for war. My friend Nicholas was the only person that I could have reliance and certainty with. He was the person that when the stresses of the world got to heavy on my shoulders he would pick the world up of my shoulders and carry the burden of the stresses of reality for me. In the end there are no words to describe the signification he has in my life and there is no comfort that can fix the loss that I feel in my heart because of his absence. So for the time being my heart will be in two places, half with me here in Denver, Colorado and the other half in Kandahar, Afghanistan.

I have a horizontal file cabinet in my office that can tell you a good story or two. Not a day goes by that someone doesn’t stop to have a seat on this file cabinet and share a story or two with me. I enjoy every minute of it. I love hearing other people’s stories and how they connect us, but most importantly as Robert Coles states in his book, The Call of Stories: Teaching and the Moral Imagination, (1989) that we learn lasting moral lessons through stories.

Overall, Trimester 1 has really shed a new light on ELA. Throughout elementary school, I had always despised ELA. I struggled with writing and finishing stories. I had plenty of ideas, but I just wasn’t able to get them onto paper in the form of a story. I knew little of what else ELA class had to offer other than writing stories. This trimester I learned many new things that made me appreciate ELA class a little bit more. I learned that ELA is not just writing stories, it is also finding the theme, reading, and many others.

Client reported decrease in appetite starting three years ago around the same time she started seeing a therapist for her traumatic experience. Client reported that she has an "interesting relationship" with her ex-husband. She reported that she feels overwhelmed, angry, irritated, and annoyed by her ex-husband. She mentioned experiences of insomnia due to her ex-husband (she would keep thinking about how to deal him). Client reported that this has been an ongoing situation since their divorce. Client reported prior Hx of SI.

At the age of 14, I had just moved to Helena, Alabama and I didn’t quite fit in so I thought that the only way I could was by running track in the 9th grade. As I ran, I began to feel severe pain towards the midsection of my knees. I luckily finished the season and my 9th-grade year with the hope that the pain would cease before my transfer to a new school. But I pushed my luck too far. I started having trouble walking. The pain would be screaming at me to quit and to give up, but I kept

I believe that death is the best life lesson. This is because that some people, if you our like me, you though that the world was no need to be full of emotion. It was not until my cat died that I noticed that if you truly have no emotions whatsoever then you are not human. You may think you are the strongest person in the world, but maybe you're time has not come yet. I would like you too hear this story if you have not died of boredom yet.

Even as a child, my active imagination manifested into the creative outlet of storytelling. Before I found that calling, however, I followed suit of many my age with an imaginary friend. His name was Brownie, my faithful and loving equestrian companion. I also liked to take all sorts of artistic mediums, crayons and markers and colored pencils, and doodle all over colored paper, creating abstract drawings of animals and family photos.

Watching the men eat the meat they hunted yesterday, I wonder what would have happened if they were in my place. My mother and I barely have an entire meal compared to what the men are eating. As the day went by, I had to say something, I had to speak up, but not for me, for my mother and father’s legacy. When all the men that were on the council were together, I gathered up the courage and walked into their igloo. I told them my point of view and my problems, but not as Keesh, I spoke as the son of the greatest hunter to ever walk on the rim of the polar sea, Bok. My father died trying to save this entire village and everyone seems to forget that I am his son and that my mother is his wife. I have dealt with a lot of hardships since

Life couldn’t get any better I thought sarcastically. Sadly I had to slow down, stop and take a breather and wait for the pain to go. A few people started passing me and I started to feel anxious. So I did what any evil mastermind would do and pulled my leg out for the next runner to trip on. As soon as my stitch disappeared I picked up my pace and was able to keep up.

The pain in my back doubled and I knew I was done. The doctors told me that I had two stress fractures in my 5th lumbar and that in order to fully recover I would need months of physical therapy and to wear a brace at all times. This injury brought many new obstacles into my life. My focus was not only on school but on recovery, which took time away from homework, friends and family. Not only did it change my daily schedule, but it also took away my ability to participate in the sport that I loved. At first glance this situation seemed unbearable, however, it was a blessing in disguise. I learned a lot about myself through this injury. I learned that the course of my life was in the hands of someone much greater than me, and to trust in a plan not devised by myself, but by God. I learned to push myself, but to know my limits and to listen to my body. Most importantly I learned who I wanted to be. My doctors, my physical therapist, my family and my friends poured themselves into my recovery, helping me and encouraging me

As Elastic Heart came to an end the bell rang, and the school day had officially started. I was quite proud of myself for two reasons right now, one reason was because I hadn't snapped today yet. The second reason I was proud was because I manage to get Lydia's math done already, I just had to copy mine, good thing I actually do my work. The thing I was really nervous about was Lydia's paper, how was I supposed to have that done in time?