Personal Narrative: The Glass Heart

All of a sudden, I felt her sweaty fingers against my wrist. I looked down and saw her black, precious hands tying a strand of beads to my wrist. It was a bracelet made of black, sparkly beads and transparent beads, strung together by a piece of black string. She began to tell me that she prayed over the bracelet and for me, because I helped her and had formed a friendship with her. The words she spoke touched my heart deeply.

When doing my collage I decide that just having my thought bubble reflection would not be enough. I wanted to give a better representation of just how much I learned in Critical Perspective Learning and Teaching and make my collage more personal. What I came up with was going through my social justice textbooks and picking out quotes that left an impression on me or would be useful to remember for when I officially become a teacher. The quotes I choose mainly centered on validating experience of minorities and about how easy it can be to invade the spaces of those who are marginalized. After picking my quotes I wanted figure out how I could make up for my missing face. I knew the purpose of making the faces, to show what people see about me on the surface versus what I’m like deep down, so I wrote down everything I put on my face on a brown piece of paper. Then in the center of my collage I wrote the goal I have as a teacher to incorporate social justice in my classroom.

For this experiment, I will choose my phone it is rectangular with a glass touch screen placed in a white protective cover. There are breaks in the white cover on three sides for the speaker, power button, volume button, charging port and headphones. On the back of the cover is the word love in bold black letters. Each letter is see-through in the middle

Unlike Jeannette I never moved around a lot in my life so maybe that’s why it so strange to me, but both she and I have some things in common. We both don’t seem to like our distant relatives, both of our mothers like to be hypocrites, saying stand up for what you believe in and then reprimanding us about it, and both of us have been and are tricked by our fathers; in her case standing up to her racist parents and digging a foundation for the Glass Castle that the family only wanted to use as a garbage disposal. Anyway her family has issues with pride just as much as mine does, only in a different way. The Walls were and are the poorest in any poor neighborhood they move to, but they bring their misfortune upon themselves. Honestly they could

As we close out the 43rd game of the season, the Phillies drop to 15-28. As the pitching woes continue, it's tough to look on the bright side. It's understandable for the fans to be anxious, but it's all apart of the rebuild. I'm here to tell you to R-E-L-A-X. The team is still incredibly young and in the process of getting back to October. Maikel Franco is struggling a bit at the plate. Picking up the slack in the lineup is Tommy Joseph, who has been on absolute tear through the month of May. Cesar Hernandez has cooled off a bit but still playing some good ball. What can't I say about Aaron Altherr? He's everything you can ask for right now and then some. One thing you can look forward to is one of the most exciting

This past year, I have been apart of Naperville Central’s brand new Special Spaces club. When my friend approached me and asked me to join, I agreed even though I had no clue what I was involving myself in. In retrospective, I can honestly say that becoming a part of Special Spaces has been one of the most meaningful, fun, and fulfilling experiences I have had in high school.

My Glass Castle essay is a flashback to the beginning of my adventures in Honors English. As such, it is the most suitable candidate for revision, as I will be able to observe my hopefully positive progression made over the course of the entire school year.

I never thought I would be labeled an outsider, a misfit even. As I trudged my way through the halls of my small town high school, I would endure the gazing pairs of eyes, that belonged to my peers, followed by whispering and often times some laughter. I always used zone out during those repetitive speeches and commercials about the effects of gossiping and rumors; never did I imagine that one day I would be on the receiving end of of the everyday potshot. Growing up I was always the center of attention, the one everyone yearned to be friends with, never was I the antisocial child in the corner with nowhere to turn… not until high school. They say high school changes you. They say high school accounts for some of the greatest years of

I’ve always been an outsider, it’s been hard for me to build friendships and relationships. Not too long ago, there I sat in the corner of the room in the way back, trying to hide from the world, and be myself. I didn’t really want to get involved with anything or anyone. I was afraid to open up, talk to others, maybe because I was afraid to get rejected. Until, I met the best people I could ever meet, my best friends Marisa Mendoza, Jessica Contreras and Deseray Reyes, the ones who up to this day have sticked by my side, at my best, and worst moments. They have all been a big part of my life, I can enjoy every minute I spend with them. For me, they aren’t only my friends they are like my sisters.

In the first three chapters, Rose is almost murdered by her friend, Clarissa’s, boyfriend, Matt, who was trying to steal something from her home. She was in the hospital deciding to leave or not. Rose later went out to find her friend with her(Clarissa’s) boyfriend, she ran out but later went inside to sleep. A couple of hours later, she went to the doctor that was telling Clarissa that her friend may not live.

During the third season of When Calls the Heart, I became the unofficial interviewer of the Hope Valley Kids, probably because I interviewed so many of them. And Jaiven Natt was definitely in that group. With his return to the series this year, we have continued to see his skill and character expand and deepen, so I recently had the supreme opportunity of chatting with him yet again, and this time, we had a decidedly different, but engaging interview covering a wide variety of topics.

Cue the opening scene: A young girl sitting too close to the television set staring at a fuzzy VHS copy of Rear Window in a room full of vintage videos tapes and outdated floral wallpaper. The little girl is eight year old me, and the room is my grandparents’ home movie theater. I admit I was slightly romanticized by the grainy picture quality in a way that was indescribable; hypnotic would be the closest description of the unearthly feeling that submersed me.

The heart is not just a organ to pump blood, the heart (I feel) contains emotion. Emotions of things you might have done in your lifetime! In the documentary ¨Transplanting Memories¨ There were recipients of the organ and they were doing certain things they never did before. For example one lady was drinking beer eating certain foods that her donor ate, but she never ate or drank these things before the transplant.

Can one simple locket really have so much meaning to someone? In the Kate Chopin’s short story, “The Locket”, she tells a story of love and mourning. Even though there are a lot of ups and down Edmond and Octavie’s love stays strong. Throughout the story, she portrays many themes that foreshadow the ending. These themes are love, lose, and possession.

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