Personal Narrative: Working At A Toy Store

At the young age of __, I would watch my my mom leave and then come home glistening, talking about everything she had learned at Michaels craft store. I decided that I wanted to participate as well and begged my mother to allow me to accompany her. When I first got there I did not know what to expect. Our instructor was teaching us the wonders of fondant and how to maneuver it into different forms. I was so intrigued, how could something so plain and boring be transformed into such beautiful petals, roses, trucks and more. My small hands could not do the same things as my mother. I would see my mother do everything with little to no effort as I practically killed every rose the instructor asked me to make. My hands were not delicate nor kind to the fondant, but instead I would accidentally ruin every petal I attempted making.

As a sophomore in high school I took on my first job as a caddy at a local country club. Since I was new I did not get regular work, so I would go early on the weekends and on summer days and wait out by the caddy shack for unexpected work, so if my boss needed a caddy on the spot, or another caddy failed to show up, I would be there. This determination is driven by my constant grit to be financially independent, but also I did not ever want to make it harder on my parents by asking for money. To this day my Mom still struggles with money, as many people do because of unexpected events. This is why I have the passion to pursue finance, because I believe one day I can help people manage their current financials so that they can endure hardships that I know can come from unforeseen events. I hate to see people be unhappy and struggle with life because of financial issues, that is why I am motivated and inspired to be a successful financial

I was ten years old at the time and my family and I were struggling financially day to day. The best option for us was for me to start working to help ends meet, so

My mom came from a poor family. Her family didn’t have a lot of money. She was the oldest of five kids. Her mom had to work a lot to provide for all of them. Her mom kicked her out when she was 13. She’s been on her own ever since. She didn’t have any money or a job. She had to stay with a friend. So, she finally found a job when she was 15 and she has been working ever since.

I got a job. I got two, well a couple more than two depending on how you want to look at it. I figured with money comes power; and it did. I devoted my entire life to work. Working at the restaurant, working at the store, working at the new store, teaching the kids, working in school, working in athletics. I did everything I could to make more and more.

My sister said that she was going to give me $10 only to begin with and that she would take me to go buy it. It took me about 4 weeks to come up with the money because the jersey cost $95. Once I finally got enough money to buy the shirt went to the store and it was closed so we had to go some other time. There was a sign that said

If I had to stay in a store for a week it would be the Family Doler. I reilly don't know why, but thers just somethen about it. The Family doler store haves so much stuf in it I just like to by it all. If I stay there for a week it would be the Family Doler because theres food in there and if I get bored theres so much to plae with. The there resins I chows the Faily Doler is because they have food, drecs, and all kinds of stof to kep me bese. The Family Doler is a grat stor. I go there ever day. There produt are chep. The only thag is the Family Doler chowses the 9:00 pm. It would be grat if the would stay opin till like 12:30 pm or something. I go there a lot with my dad and mom. I thank I can servie for a week in the Family Doler if I was

I’m Fred James and my carpenter shop hasn't been selling as frequently as we used to when business was booming. My businesses peak was way back when the neighborhood was filled to the rim with people before the rush the Oregon trail took them away. Just today I told Claira, my wife of twenty years that we must move west to Oregon before money becomes an issue. Of course Claira wasn't thrilled and neither were my kids. Milly and Matthew are hysterical about not wanting to leave all their friends. Sadly they'll have to make new ones at our new home.

The young child who hid in the tunnels at Chuck E Cheese, staying there for a long time and not coming down. Until his mother came up and dragged him out of it, but sometimes escapes and runs right back into the maze of tunnels

In my previous employment to Safeway, there was a particularity high turnover of day stockers; and often, management would be too overloaded with training extraneous duties to properly train newcomers. In support of the whole team, I would take it upon myself to train the greenhorns. Over the course of a few months, (and a few handful of newbies), my success at new personnel training had gone noticed, and the turnover rate had dropped

It was October 3rd and a brisk autumn breeze gently blew all of the beautifully colored, fallen leaves making them dance throughout the air. I just arrived back at my gray house, that stretched 3 stories high and stood in the middle of the woods, right on the outskirts of Knox, PA. My trip to Walmart was long and very aggravating, but after two hours of walking around feeling like a lost child, I finally found everything on my list for the get-together that I was hosting at my house. I was really looking forward to the get-together because just a couple weeks ago, I returned home from a two week long cruise in the Caribbeans and I was excited to get to catch up with my friends again. Once I got inside my house, my butler, Mr. Francis, immediately saw the grocery bags I was carrying and darted downstairs to my car to start helping me bring the bags upstairs and to get everything set

One of the places we enjoyed walking is what we called the little store or Mrs. Slaters, and it was a 2-mile trek down our winding Box Canyon Road. We may have stopped wearing robes, but we still went barefoot. The heat on the road did not bother our feet. After 2 miles it was so nice to get into this store, we were usually hot and ready for a break. As soon as we walk in, you see the counter in front of you and as we walk in is my favorite candy, chocolate ice cubes starring at me. I would head to those immediately and goodbye to my nickel, every time and all the time. I think they were only 5 cents. Next, I would head to the Doritos, then cream cheese, and then add an RC cola to finish the snack, and to this day I still love Doritos. With

I was not the type of kid to save my allowance money. Every week my parents would give me a few dollars after I completed my chores. I would spend it right away on a Tiger Beat magazine, gum, or sparkly hair clips. When I was 11 I got jobs around my neighborhood as a pet and house sitter. By the time I was 13 I began babysitting. Then at 15, I was hired as a nanny for the summer. As I grew older I became much less dependent on my parent's money than many of my friends. I bought my own clothes, school supplies, movie tickets, and food when I went out with friends. I understood the concept of working to get money. However, I failed to understand the importance of deferred gratification.

On December 10th I had the pleasure of going with my best friend to the Bronx Museum of Art to visit the Holiday Pop Up Market. While visiting the museum I stopped by the Lit Bar booth and met with Noelle Santos. Noelle was dressed in t shirt with Corduroy Bear stamped on it and a warm heart. She greeted us with a bright smile and began to explain each display that she had up. It ranged from blind books to umbrellas in a wine shaped bottle. She explained that wanted to open a Lit Bar in the Bronx because the borough lacked true bookstore besides the Barnes & Nobles located in the Bay Plaza all. She started this journey back when the city released a statement that they were going to close the Barnes & Nobles due to lease issues. After telling

We all started with thinking about how exactly should we take action. One of us had an idea about selling at the Boys & Girls Club but then we thought why not sell at our own School. We tried thinking about what exactly should we sell. other Expedition groups we're selling all sorts of stuff and there was a lot of competition. We ask the myp the principal can we sell for exhibition project to help homeless people get clean water. The president said we can sell in the morning for breakfast and we thought that was a great idea. We started making flyers and planning the prices a food that we will sell. The next school day we printed them out in the computer lab and we started posting them up. After we did that we started advertising to the classes