Personal Narrative: The Exchange Of Democracy

Walking away from everything you once knew and starting over is never a picnic. Leaving Iraq, and moving to America has impacted my life more than anything. I was only 4 years old at that time, and the only English I spoke was “excuse me, water please.” My family and I did not know it then, but our lives were going to change; we would become “Americanized”. Learning English was one of the massive changes that occurred, the way I dressed (culture), and even the way I had power to go to school and educate myself.

I rush into my home and run up the stairs to my room. I jump on my bed and roll over to my laptop and open it quickly. I log onto the One Direction site and see that I made it in time to see the bid. I scroll and try and find my name and I see I'm in third place for the tickets and the time is running out. I've already bid $7000 for three tickets and backstage passes. The reason it's so expensive is because these passes are the last set of passes for their concert. 5sos is also playing so we would be meeting two bands and hearing both of them play.

In 2025, I will be twenty-nine years old and hopefully married. I will be married to my significant other of ten years Earnest Palmer III, who is a dentist. I would have been recently graduating with a bachelor’s in Culinary Arts and trying to plan to open my own restaurant, BubbaD’s Eateries. Knowing my big headed husband of mine, I probably had a baby then and trying to have another baby. Hopefully, by then Earnest will get rid of the idea naming our son, King. We will be living in the suburbs near New York City but working in the city. Being a woman with great memory, I probably wrote a memoir about my crazy life and trying to sell it to a publisher. If none of the publishers wants to publish my memoir, I will probably sell it the Lifetime

The copiers for the Center Director’s staff were difficult to replace as they can’t go days without being able to print/copy/scan. The second challenge of replacing these copiers was that the new copiers were being removed from area where executives’ offices are located. I asked the vendor to send me their best team to deliver the machines. The vendor’s team was able to get the copiers out quickly and quietly. I put in the tickets for the copiers to be setup a week before each copier arrived, so that the tier II team could work with the systems and network teams to get the copier working within a week. The IT staff at my request made these tickets the highest priority. The Center Director’s staff had copiers that were outdated and had

Post WWII in 1957 my great Grandad left their homeland of England to immigrate to Canada by plane which took 10 hours to fly from --------- to New York City. The ride was stressful and sickening, my Papa, Colin who was only _ remembers puking on the plane.

It’s been 2 years, 35 days and 22 minutes, and I’m still peeking through the dismal, damped window to just have a look at my family. Though years have passed but I still see my mother stepping out of the door every morning with the hope that her daughter Selina Dimp, would arrive. If only she knew that our separation would result to her survival, the urge and temptation to step in my house, smell the aroma of my ever favorite lasagna, tease little Jason and be in the arms of my mother has grown extremely more. No matter how many years have passed but the plague is still out there on our streets, infecting every person I love , my own brother and my entire Nation. As always, the newsboard flashes “The Republic of America war against the Democratic of America is still in progress” , the same old news by the government but for the first time it shows something that gives me a leap of faith for a second. The

Everyone has heard of the backseat drive, or the armchair quarterback, and at some point in our lives, we have all acted as the unelected politician. I have decided that since I now have a decent sized soapbox, I might as well hop on and get to talking. Who better to fix the worlds problems than a movie theater manager right?

me, since at every opportunity I upheld my convictions. Thus, I discovered the potency of

Goodwill International is a not-for-profit organization whose main objective is to offer job trainings, employment placements, and other community-based projects to individuals with disabilities. The organization also extends its services to veterans who include people who lack the necessary job experience, education, or face challenges in securing employment. The non-profit organization is financed by a chain of retail thrift stores, which also operate as not-for-profit entities in places where they are situated. Goodwill is constituted by a system of 165 community based independent organizations operating in 15 countries, including the United States, Brazil, Venezuela, Uruguay, Panama, and Canada among others. The organization

When I was 5, my hands grew old and weary, tired of construction and calloused from work. Day after day after day, I would fashion new worlds and cultures out of little LEGO blocks. I worked fastidiously- creating tiny planes, guarded forts, and expansive cities that swept from one end of the carpet to the other. (I loved to make castles with booby-trapped moats and false walls and hidden entrances.)

I have been a leading member of several clubs and teams throughout high school. At my previous high school, Casady, I was a leading member of the Multicultural Club. I presented the festivals and traditions of several cultures to my entire high school bimonthly, and organized bake sales and activities with the goal of increasing cultural awareness. I was also an avid debater at Casady, where debate was an offered class. However, policy debate was the only style of debate that students could learn about. In my freshman year, I was a policy debater, and I did very well in state competitions and at national tournaments, but I enjoyed the philosophical arguments much more than the political ones found commonly in policy debates. Therefore, I started a Lincoln-Douglas Debate team, which focused on philosophy throughout the eras. I

Freedom: the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or resistance, that is what we don’t have right now. Our lives have been hard,we are often tempted to give up and not press forward, but we are not quitters, all of us together are going to fight until we have moved on.My poor family will be Britain’s slaves if our American troops do not try. All of our colonies sleep together snuggled in a little cabin like hut , it is not the perfect little dreamhouse, all snuggled up together in a warm, comfortable bed, no, we did it the harder way.

I had the most unusual experience this morning on my walk. Yesterday I spoke my truth with two people who needed to hear it. Or rather, I needed to say it. (I'm guessing they probably would have preferred not hearing it.) Neither situation was an easy one for me and required a great deal of chutzpah. I acknowledge that the fear of rejection is quite strong and often does keep me from speaking up. However, in staying true to "The Four Agreements", I must continue to push myself in areas that feel very uncomfortable. That is the only way I will overcome my tendency to "take things personally" and "make assumptions". If I don't have the courage to ask the tough questions, I will be spending so much unnecessary energy trying to suppress

In this globalize world getting good from one place to another in the most efficient and cost effective way is very important. In the United States, there is high demand for goods that are produced in Asia, Europe, and South America. Some American companies have their goods produced in other countries across the globe because it is more cost efficient, but how does these goods get from these locations to the United States? That is where intermodal transportation comes into play. Intermodal transportation is the transportation of goods involving different carriers during a single Journey.

I was driving to the next army base, on the beige, rocky road all of a sudden I heard a ginormous explosion then everything went black. When I woke up something felt different, I looked down and my right leg was completely cut off. This is the tragedy that a lot of our veterans had to go through over discrepancies between countries or areas.