Personal Narrative: The Fish Drill Team

We had a great…… brunch, Bryce had bear claws and of course the residents were happy.

This is a paper about the book Finding Fish: A Memoir, which was written by Antwone Fisher. By necessity given the nature of the book, the main character will be examined at length. Through careful examination of the main character a deeper understanding of the book can be reached. After the examination, a number of theoretical perspectives will be applied to the main character, as well as an explanation of how these perspectives can be used to evaluate Antwone in order to understand him better. The perspectives that will be used will be the strengths, systems, conflict, humanistic, and psychodynamic perspectives. Following the connection of the perspectives to Antwone, an explanation of why social workers use theories and

The day was loud and cold. The air was lingering with the smell of hotdogs from the night before. Everyone was cheering as the game was about to begin. The stands we’re full upon the kick to begin it all. There were people on both sides cheering for their team. The whole first quarter of the game we played was blank, there was no scores or anything that big of a play. But in the second quarter they opposing team Kettle Moraine took over. They were just driving on us the entire quarter. With the ending score of the half them up 14-0. During the break in between 2nd and 3rd quarter everyone was angry about how we weren't able to stop them. After are stretches we got ready to play again. Upon the kick being received in 3rd quarter it was about

The story you are about to read is me recollecting the events of January, 6, 2008. We just moved away from Judsonia Arkansas to a place called Fisher. You see around the areas close by there are fields of beans, and other agriculture products. Fisher is a small town closer to the countryside, which I particularly didn’t mind.

All week at school all Dan thought about was his uncle coming up and going fishing. It was saturday a week after his older brother Dean shot a deer, and his uncle was up. Dan asked his uncle if he wanted to go fishing. His uncle said

- Success in this challenging billet demonstrates his proficiency of not only systematic recruiting, but of his ability to train and mentor Marines to achieve exemplary results in an extremely dynamic environment.

An epic and timeless battle plays out in annually in our beautiful province. From late summer until early winter salmon valiantly fight their way back from the ocean to their home rivers where they first hatched. This is the stuff of legends and folklore! It is difficult to articulate the impact a single fish has had on the people of BC, but suffice it to say the salmon run is unquestionably a marvel of nature.

Since I believed so ardently that preparation was the key to my success after I enlisted into the Coast Guard I decided to make the most of my time and prepare as best I could both mentally and physically. I relentlessly worked out running what seemed to be never-ending miles on the treadmill, swimming lap after lap in the pool, and lifting weights until my arms and legs reached complete and total muscle failure ̶ to the point where standing under my own body

It left me feeling proud of my choice, but worried about the others being able to work together as a team. Next our seven drill sergeants were called to attention by our commanding officer to give their “drill sergeants creed”. After what seemed like an eternity of standing holding a extra 100 pounds of gear we were told to empty our personal bag. Everyone was given the opportunity to turn in any contraband such as cigarettes without any repercussions, and inventory of our belongings were taken. Again we were called to attention and I was hoping we were going to get some rest from the stress and the cold. We then got split into different platoons and the two drill sergeants for our platoon seemed to have a angry intimidating way of addressing us. They barked and shouted loud enough to make you jump when they walked by. They gave us thirty seconds to fall out and make it to the third floor of the barracks. Everyone shoved one another against the walls up the stairs and one recruit fell resulting in him getting trampled a few times. The shouting from everyone including the drill sergeants echoing in the small gray concrete stairwell was enough to cause mass confusion.

In part, I found myself due to the Xavier’s United States Army Junior Reserve Officer Training Corps, JROTC, program where I was pushed to my physical, mental, and emotional limit through leadership positions and opportunities I wouldn’t have had otherwise. The JROTC program has made me a more devout citizen, given me a purpose after school, the courage to lead by example, and allowed me to become the Executive Officer of the Drill team. I will never forget the joyful terror and adrenaline that went through my body the first time I stared into the barrel of the rifle hurling towards me, in the hopes of catching it. It is only matched in seeing the pride and satisfaction of a young freshman who achieves his goal of catching one, taking me back to four years ago when I did the same. But with every success, there were a plethora of failures and times where it seemed as if my failures defined me. However, every failure and achievement escapes my mind each day when I call the command, “DRILL TEAM, ATTENTION”, and see everyone's eyes staring into mine for

Both "Playing Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain" by Jamil Jan Kochai and "Fish Stories" by Janika Oza deal with the human struggle to grapple between fiction and reality in the circumstances of trauma and loss. The characters in both short stories encounter life circumstances that challenge their perception of what is happening and cloud their judgment of what is being imagined. A fictional realm is used within the stories to bring the ones they lost back to reality. In these worlds they create, intentionally or not, the ones they love are safe, home, and free from any pain they suffered in their past. However, the characters' perceptions of fiction and reality differ due to their specific circumstances.

There were many tough situations at camp and many days where I was mentally and physically exhausted. Being able to rely on the team and being

Working for the Red Cross aquatics took a big part of my extracurricular activities when I was in high school. I always wanted to continue working there but the facility at the YWCA at Princeton was handed to the YMCA who was not part of Red Cross. My boss, who is also a TCNJ grad, suggested me to volunteer at the Red Cross club here and I wanted to try it. I visited the booth during the career fair and found this opportunity to be a freshman representative and was highly interested. I have only focused on the first aid and aquatic parts of the Red Cross I would like to know more about it.

Ever since I was a kid I have enjoyed fishing. Fishing relaxes my mind and allows me to get away from the stress of the real world. From the cool breeze around the lake to the fishes nibbling away at the bait, it’s all just very relaxing. There was one day where I caught more fish than I had ever caught before. The entire day had been going my way. My boss called me and gave me the day off and that alone is a good way to start your day. After getting the day off I was able to get a few extra hours of sleep. Being able to sleep in allowed me to get the some rest that I had not been able to get for a few weeks. After getting my well-deserved rest I decided to go to the pet store to get some fish bait. Fishing was not my original plan for that day but since I was able to get the day off and I didn’t have any other plans I was able to plan to do one of my favorite things.

When I first joined the underwater robotics team, it seemed like everybody already knew their roles on the team and what to do. I, on the other hand, was a fish out of water and had no clue. In my personal life, I was never exposed to this “build it from scratch” work mentality so this was a completely new experience. I tried building and wiring, but my teammates could do it more efficiently and at a higher quality; I felt like I was lost and just a weight on the team. I wanted to ensure that I was being a vital member of the team and not just having people do all the work for me. So, I asked my coach for guidance and discovered that there was technical documentation that was important for the team’s final scoring and I seized the opportunity