Personal Narrative: The Legend Of Zelda Ocarina

Today, I was sleeping without realizing what time it was and my mom woke me up after she prepared breakfast. If felt like the time when I was attending school, she always prepared breakfast for me to eat after waking up, so I could eat and go to school. I went to my mom’s store (cafe), drank coffee, and went to [places] to catch Pokemon but only caught a bunch Eevees.. I even hiked a mountain, but why is there no other Pokemon? I took these pictures while I was taking a walk to catch Pokemon because I wanted to show my time* you guys.

1.Play with a group. Dungeons & Dragons is not a one or two person game. I tried playing it with my dad and my character was destroyed in the first round of combat.

December 17th, that is my birthday. Having switched school counties in middle school my birthdays always had to find the best of both worlds between two different groups of friends. Well, I had recently discovered the magic of social storytelling in games like Dungeons & Dragons. At this point three of my friends and I would meet up every two weeks for a late night session of fantasy tabletop role-playing. These nights were the high points of our social lives; it only made sense that I wanted ALL of my friends to experience this awesome game. So, I invited everyone asking them to come over around 6:00 p.m. and expect to be there until around midnight. I loaded up on snacks, came up with an adventure for us all to go through, and actually cleaned a little. Everything was set up for everyone to have fun, eat snacks, stay up late, and hopefully find a new hobby. Unfortunately that is not at all what happened.

On 09-15-2017 at 1620 hours I was dispatched to 1310 Gardner in reference to an assault.

oals, I thought to myself as I sprinted down the field, ball in my net. The scorching sun beat down on my back, as if trying to slow me down as I passed defender after defender, trying to score that next goal.

To play a role given to us, isn’t fun once we learn of it, however, breaking away pushes us further into the journey. The Hero's Journey, a repetitive process that seems to be in the basic natural structure of every human, and despite any efforts are often replicating it ourselves. Following the journey is simple and sometimes unavoidable. The whole journey is mapped out by Christopher Vogler's The Writer's Journey. Then seen in Dracula, Bedazzled, and Noah. Also, in a easier way Howl's Moving Castle and The Game.

Joseph Campbell is a leading mythology expert and philosopher who studied all myths from around the world and found the “Hero’s Journey,” a pattern or algorithm that appears in common in myth, religious ritual, and storytelling. The Hero’s Journey has three elements, separation, initiation and return. If I think about myself, coming to Hawaii by myself was a separation from my comfortable zone where I was surrounded by my supportive family. First time when I came here, I could not say anything and became quiet because I thought people would think I was a stupid and not understand me. I was afraid of how people think about my language skills. However, I tried to speak from myself, asked people to collect my mistakes, accepted what I cannot do

Joseph Campbell has a theory called The Hero’s Journey in where an individual is shown in a mundane world, called to an adventure, and goes on the adventure. In the adventure, the individual goes on the path of trials that consisting of making new friends, new mentors, new enemies, facing new challenges, gaining new skills, and new knowledge. When the individual comes back to their mundane world, they are the master of two worlds through their new experiences they've gained in the adventure. The Hero’s Journey has been repeated in literature and films through many years: two examples that have The Hero’s Journey are the films, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief.

As the first days of high school began, the first practices of the freshman football team quickly followed. In just several weeks, the coaching staff had prepared us for our first game against Arcadia. However, no one seemed to be perturbed about them. Instead, Liberty’s following week’s opponent was the cynosure. We would face off against Sunrise Mountain, our rivals. It was no doubt the biggest game of the season. If we lost, we would disgrace Liberty, but in our minds, losing was never an option.

May 8th 2014, a Thursday night on a school night. At the time, I was 13, nearly finished with middle school and soon to be graduating onto high school. On this particular night, I sit at my kitchen table across from my older sister, both grasping our 3DS's playing our favorite game at the time: Animal Crossing. In the midst of an intense competition of catching fruit as we race against the clock, my mom moseys into the kitchen and sits between us. She demands that we put down our consoles. My sister complies, whereas I ignore her and attempt to finish up my game. My mom then forces me to end my game, explaining that she desperately needs my attention. She gathers herself and thinks for a moment, finally spitting out the words “I'm moving out”.

Four, maybe five German soldiers surrounded me. They were moving in faster than a pack of starving wolves, and I was their downed prey. There were flying bullets, dark smoke, and explosions everywhere. I was oppressed and knew that this was finally it. All my hard work was about to disappear into a plume of smoke. I commenced raising my rifle, and then in the midst of this chaotic scene there was this ever so subtle giggle over the headset. I look upwards dumbfounded to see a firestorm of bombs hailing all around me, and enveloping my entire section of the battlefield obliterating everything. It was my brother Chase piloting this monstrous desert-sand colored beast of a bomber, which just unleashed utter devastation on the opposing

Rae and Junkrat sat down across from one another at an empty table with their food. Junkrat had piled his plate high with nearly everything that had been along the buffet, whereas Rae had simply picked out a hamburger and fries.

“It seems the time has come for the boy without a fairy to begin his journey… The youth whose destiny it is to lead Hyrule to the path of justice and truth.” proclaims The Great Deku Tree to his humble servant Navi. The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, is the fifth instalment of the series created by Nintendo. Ocarina of Time was the best game selling game in 1998 and has sold over 7.8 million copies over its lifetime. The game revolves around a child named, Link, and his new fairy, Navi. Together they will embark on a quest to save the land of Hyrule from falling into an eternal darkness. His first task in the game is to visit The Great Deku tree, to hear his destiny.

Before every game, I listen to music. Whether tossing around the pigskin, shooting the rock around, or connecting with the console, I always listen to music. When it was time to leave for the game I jumped in the car and put in my headphones. It was so loud that even my father who was driving could probably hear the exact song that was blaring into my ears. My music was on all the way up to the first whistle, not even taking out my earbuds to squeeze into my tight shoulder pads. This is just part of my pregame ritual. I listen to music in some way before any game. Most people use music as entertainment or as a pastime, but I use it differently. I use music as a routine. If I listen to music before every game, the game itself will almost become second nature.

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