Personal Narrative Writing Analysis

You do not know how to write a narrative? No problem! I can fix that. When writing a narrative, you are telling a story, you are the narrator and also the author. So when writing a story having an introduction is key. When you are writing an introduction make sure you have an eye catching hook, a set scene, and of course a thesis state. Next you will begin writing the three body paragraphs. These paragraphs will be filled with descriptions, your experiences, and more supporting evidence. Last but not least you will conclude your story with a conclusion. Conclusions are very simple. It is closing everything that went on and reflects on what happened. It is basically telling you

Back in twelfth grade English we were handed three different narrative prompts. We were told to pick one of the prompts and write about it. The prompt that stood out to me the most was think of a time when you taught someone something important. I thought about it for a while and what popped into my mind was a time back in seventh grade. There was an Autistic kid in my class that I had the privilege of teaching how to do basic math. To me that was a great story and a great experience that I wanted to write about.

I think the best part of my narrative is my introduction and conclusion. My introduction sets a mysterious tone by stating “I always wondered how would my life…” By starting the

Throughout my writing process there are a various amount of steps I do to perfect it. Generally coming up with the idea is the most difficult part of any writing, even now, it is difficult to get started with the essay. Once I dive in though, it gets quite easier. Procrastination is a problem that i can not seem to shake. I will attempt to sit down, but as soon as the littlest thing pops up, I will usually be distracted and lose my train of thought. I attempt to run through the whole essay in my head before I start just to get a proper idea of how it will be structured.

Write narratives in which they recount two or more appropriately sequenced events, include some details regarding what happened, use temporal words to signal event order, and provide some sense of closure.

Narrative: (Kirszner, & Mandell, 2012 p. 351) a type of writing that tells a story or describes a sequence of events in an incident.

For as long as I can remember, my dad has always corrected my grammar and manners. As a lawyer, he writes and reviews thousands of legal documents, which has sharpened his writing skills tremendously. With these skills comes a grammar geek who loves correcting people. Looking back at all the times my dad has reminded me of a certain rule, a particular occasion always comes to mind. This moment took place at my kitchen counter in Illinois when I was a Freshman in High School. It was a late weekday night in the Kennedy household and all five of us were awake as ever. My brother was in the basement, my sister was upstairs doing homework and skyping her friends, and my parents and I were in the kitchen. More specifically, my mom was making

Difficulty strikes for me when I have to write about a past experience because I never remember them that well, so my writing comes out sloppy, and make up fictional narratives in a short amount of time makes it hard for me to develop a good plot. My narrative writing was mediocre, but it has improved. My narrative writing is fairly effective, but not the best, when I try to write in the perspective directly of a character (1st person) which is often what you have to do with narratives, I start to struggle. For example, in “The Dog and the Cat” it doesn’t have much of a story, and it’s just about a dog that helped a cat; but in “Your Fate is in My Hands” I am able to develop more of a story, and the inner conflict of the main character, although I still have much room for

Last summer was my most memorable summer so far. It was full of injuries, trips, and lots of my friends. I first took a dive straight off my horse, second I went zip lining on Mackinac Island in Michigan. After that I competed in my county fair. Next, summer will have a hard time taking the place of the summer of 2015.

It sucks! Writing a narrative story, especially when you are in Ms. Peterson’s class. She is just the worst! Nothing like Mr. Ray my old English teacher. When he was around at the start of the year, English was so fun, but like everything, it too must come to an end. “Luke!” the noise that disrupted me screeched across the classroom. It’s Ms. Peterson, with her grey old eyes, she glared at me, her glare pierced past the kids in front of me. “Luke, read out what you have wrote so far”, she commanded with a forceful look. My heart was beating faster and faster, my astonished face was stunned and I was speechless. I tried to force some out of my mouth, “Luke, just read out your story. Hurry we don’t have all day”. With a smirk, I looked down

Looking back at my experiences is always a comforting endeavor. Growing up with a very involved family, especially my father, lead to many enjoyable experiences during the most influential years of my life. Most of those experiences were spent outdoors. Hunting, fishing, camping, and just spending as much time outside as possible, these were the activities that marked the majority of my life growing up. My father grew up doing these things and he made a very concerted effort to make sure that we shared similar experiences. Hunting was the activity that I took to with the most enthusiasm. There was something incredibly exhilarating about learning everything I could about an animal, its needs, patterns, lifestyle, and environment and then applying

What does that even say? Is that a 6 or an 8? Geez, I really need glasses. I raise my hand.

Spending the past 18 years in the military has expanded my photo album and memory book. I was afforded the opportunity to visit foreign countries, be exposed to new cultural foods and meeting lifelong friends; however, they do not hold up to the one life experience during this time I hold dear to my heart. The forever grateful experience is raising my nephew… my son, Nicholas. Nicholas was nine years of age when he made the move to my first duty station in Layton, Utah. I was only 19. Nick is now 22 and is a graduate of Logan State University, Logan, Utah. He received dual degrees in Finance and Economics in 2013 in only three years! He is the driving force behind my goal to graduate from Colorado Christian University. He has a rough start

Challenging an idea takes a lot of courage. However, if a person fails to challenge an idea that he or she does not believe in, then that person is a quitter. On the other hand, if a person stands up to what he or she believes in, he or she is a fighter who is not afraid to express his or her own opinion. In the past year, I entered a science fair in my school. In my project, I used a common smartphone to analyze the color spectrum of certain dyes. I displayed great interest towards this topic and I promised myself that I would complete the project with the best of my ability. With that promise as a motivation I completed my project and was ready to amaze both the judges and the audience. Little did I know that the path I treaded on was not a straight one.

I found much value in this week’s narrative writing assignment. Through text reading and the additional provisional resources, I acquired many tools that will be useful in my writing going forth. As a result, I can readily see the benefits of utilizing the tools provided in the lessons.