Personal Narrative: What I Learned On Too Much Work

I played football in high school for all 4 years. My freshmen and sophomore year I wasn't very good. I was a backup and never played. Then came along my junior year, I was still undersized and didn't start but I improved my skill greatly and I started to increase my work ethic. The off-season before my junior year I went hard in the weight room and became strong. I also lost some weight and gained some height. That's hard work in the offseason is what lead to me having a great senior year. My senior year was full of emotion, I felt tired, determined, and at the end of the season I felt sadness with no regret and the love for my brothers. The first thing we had to do to become a great team was build a brotherhood with kids who wanted to try.

I have a petty theft misdemeanor. I was going through a hard time and was trying to get food for my family. I was given a citation and ordered to pay a fine. I am currently in the process of getting my record expunged. I am a honest hard-worker with a strong work ethic. I am a fast learner and very goal oriented. I work well in teams as well as

There I was on the block next to the High Bar. It was about 5:00 at night when my coach told me to do a Kip. As I got up on the bar my nose filled with the smell of chalk. I started to swing, and as I came out of my half turn I looked good. Everything seemed fine but as I came to the part of the Kip where I have to pull my legs up to the bar, I slammed my shins into the bar. My momentum was stopped and I dropped on to the mat, missing the Kip. I felt like I had let down my coach and I had let down myself too. That day I experienced failure. That failure made me want my Kip even more so I worked harder and had support from my teammates.

My first example of one of my peices of work is my Garage Sale flyer. I choes this as one of my examples because it demonstates my understandings of our unit all about creating flyers,business cards etc… The strongest aspects of this peice of work is the way I have all the information needed in an organized way. It does not look super cluttered. I think i could always work on something with any peice of work i do. With this peice i think i could work on my spelling and puncuation. Some of the skills i use to create this peice were; Change the backround, Bordes and accents, Text and

Hi there, I hope you’re doing well. As you may have noticed I haven’t been in class lately. You may also have noticed that my work ethic is getting sloppier by the day and that I’m performing poorly in class. This is because I haven’t been in a very good place emotionally lately. In fact I haven’t been, for a long time. But this past month or two, things have become unmanageable for me. I have seeked professional help, unfortunately, things does not seem to be getting better, anytime soon. I know I should’ve let you know about this sooner, but I was scared and embarrassed to admit that I am not in a good place. I also know, that I should be telling you this in person but I don’t know how. So, instead I’m sending this email to you and to all

I would be an outstanding student in Spelman College's faculty classes because I am hard worker. My work has always came first even when I had experienced a big transition in my life I didn't allow that to stop me from doing my work. My work was always a outlet for me to express myself and to show my teachers how I really think. For instance, in my English Composition Class we read a poem called "I Want A Wife by Judy Brady" then we read a book named "Fences by August Wilson", and one day we were in class discussing the poem in the book and it shocked my teacher when I made the connection between the two. I thought my teacher made us read "I want a wife" because in the book "Fences" the main character named Troy expected everything in that

So, imagine a stocky six foot black man who had a shiny bold head. Alright, now make that same man a veteran and a drill sergeant. Now give that man a raspy voice and an almost permanently

Sometimes juggling work, school, and family can be quite a hastle. Thirty five hours a week of work, four classes, and and big family can be a lot for me to juggle sometimes. I try to prioritize my time the best I can but sometimes everything doesn’t go as planned.

Of all the aspects of my personality, the most distinguishing is my work ethic. This is best exemplified in the ways that I have risen to the top within the groups I have worked with and the projects I have worked on. The most recent example: I am currently working with a student committee at my high school to organize a “Career Day”. Although I came into the group on their second meeting, I am now the de facto leader as I have accepted the most responsibility and been key in communicating with administration to plan and schedule the event. When nobody will take on an assignment or when I feel an assignment is not being completed well enough, I step in, and that is what happened with my involvement on this project. For another example, I went

My husband was laid off from a project that was expected to run for a year. A new boss came in, and with him were an array of workers he can't abandon. To make the story reluctantly brief, my husband was out of work.

In working-out, there are no shortcuts so I stand there, sweat dripping down my face, the bar heavy with 135 pounds on my shoulders while my school’s strength coach encourages me, “come on, you got this”. I do it. I squat a set of 135 pounds for the first time!

I would say that I yet have not discovered my greatest talent. I have developed multiple skills but I wouldn't consider myself as having a talent. The skill I have developed is my work ethic so I would say that is my greatest skill. I always work really hard for what I have and never give. I know that if I put my mind to something I can accomplish it. I will out work anyone if I have too. Some people are naturally gifted and other have to work harder to be where they want. I would consider myself as the one that has to work harder for what I want. I think I developed this skill when I got my first job. I got a job at a frozen yogurt shop at first I was slow because I was new to the work environment and I was learned how the shop worked. After

Last year, in my summer vacation I used to work in a candy factory. It is very big candy factory. I used to work with Canadian and Portuguese people. I was enjoying my work because there people were very nice and helpful. The thing was they had provided me 12 hours shift. It was such a long shift. There I had to carry heavy candy trays and arrange in an order. Also, in packaging line, I had to package all the boxes very quickly and fill the candies in boxes. It was very hard work. In my 12 hours sift, I used to stand for minimum 11 hours excluding break time. In my vacation time, I used to work every day over there. I was getting very tired. I was feeling pain in my back and sometimes in my heel also. That time I was

Last Wednesday I ate in the cafeteria with a friend for the first time. Most of the time my classes and their subsequent homework make it impossible for me to find a time to go to lunch with someone else. It was an interesting experience since I rarely eat meals in the presence of others. On that note, I did notice that I could not fully focus on how I felt talking to my friend because I had to constantly work on keeping my thoughts on the current situation. If I try to think about other things, my mind would get so far on track that I could not productively contribute to the conversation. During the lunch my friend and I split up to go to our respective lunch lines. Upon getting our meal, we sat down at one of the long tables in the

I think that this year is going very well so far. I haven’t changed too much socially; I still sit with the same people at lunch and walk with the same people to class. I don’t remember exactly what I originally had as my goals, but I have noticed that I am doing much better academically compared to last year. My report card states that I have all “A’s” and I am maintaining a 4.0 GPA.