Sempre Fi Personal Narrative

I arrived at practice with my shoes laced, hair pulled back, and the mindset that I was unstoppable. I could play against every member of my team and come out the victor on any given day. It was the first day of practice that week, and challenge matches were scheduled to begin. The team went through our daily shuffle of drills, conditioning, and running to prepare for what was lying ahead. While warming up with my friends, I felt great, talking about homecoming, boys, and a variety of irrelevant events. I felt ready. The odds were in my favor and nobody could stop me.

Baghdad, Iraq is where I was born and raised; I lived there for about 6 years during the most pivotal years of the war. My dad left when I was about 7 months. He went to Lebanon to live for a few years before settling in the United States. My mom took care of me and my siblings. War was going on in Iraq; people walked with a dying heart. Iraq was split into Shiite, Sunni, and Christianity. Sunni and Shiite do not have any issues with one another, but there are people who do not like the Shiites and caused civil strife between the two divisions of Islam. My family is Shiite and we do not believe in a separation between anyone because we are one, they are

I was ready. This was how we were going to start off the season. Everyone was ready, thinking this was it. We wanted to be the best team on the ice. The coaches came into the room saying, “Let’s go, boys. Let’s start the season off on fire . . . big win today!”

During the second to last week of summer, I traveled with my family to Cedar Point. Cedar Point is a sprawling amusement park with a wide variety of thrill rides, roller coasters, water slides, and entertainment. The park is located near Lake Erie in Sandusky, Ohio. It is the second oldest amusement park in the United States, as it opened 1871. Cedar Point is considered by many to be the “Roller Coaster Capital of the World” because of its record breaking seventy-one thrill rides which includes a total of sixteen roller coasters. I had been to Cedar Point two times before but this was my first time going back in three years. I was excited for the trip because there were many new rides and coaster that I had not

My mother had quiet a lot of brothers and sisters, there was nine in all.. Mother said most of her brothers and sisters married out of their parents house in Sampson City, moving into one of the houses owned by a man named Mr. Hogan, In these days the houses were called quarters, which consisted of one or two bed rooms and a kitchen all sat in a row. The families living in those little houses worked for Mr. Hogan who was the BOSS MAN. All the men worked at the Turpentine steel, that was owned by Mr. Hogan. They paid no rent and received a very small salary for their labor. Sundays after church was the relaxing time. We would visit with family and friends. In that time we did not own cars in that time, we did not have to go out in shop. The

Good to hear from you. It has been too long. My son just turned 3 this weekend, so he is more than just running around these days. He is giving me a run for my money. We had a baby girl back in Feb, so I’ve got my hands full between the two of them. Sounds like things are going good for your family. Change is usually a good thing, even though it can be difficult.

I stared, face pressed against the glass window, leaving smeared breath marks. Trying to get my last glance at the house, but my tears making my vision blurry. I could see faint outlines of my friends waving goodbye, I knew I’d never see them again. The car was dead silent besides the sniffling and the sound of the car going over the bumpy road as we drove up the road until the house, my friends, and neighborhood were out of sight. I was born in Framingham Massachusetts and we lived there happily for years. My siblings and I had lots of friends there and we also had family close by. One day, we found out that we were moving to Sudbury, my dad’s hometown. My parents came to assent and had decided that this wasn’t the place they wanted my siblings

Every year I go on my boat to various places. However this year was special because it was the year that my parents trusted me more. It was the year that I turned thirteen There is a law by which when an individual turns thirteen, they don’t have to wear life preservers anymore and they are allowed to drive small boats on their own. A little while back, I got my boater's license which allowed me to drive jet skis and engines above fifteen horsepower.

The clanking of the oxygen tanks being loaded onto the boat sounded in my ears as I stepped onto the pier with my dad and brother. As we walked toward our transportation for the day, I adjusted the mesh bag on my shoulder that held all my gear. I was a ball of nerves and apprehension. Today was the day I had been waiting for all summer, and I could barely contain my excitement. After settling onto the boat and greeting the other passengers, I felt the vibration of the engines as we sped off for the day’s extravaganza: scuba diving.

Seventeen years ago, my father made the mistake of telling my mother, her latest abstract “Two Lovers’ looked more like G.I Joe and Barbie seated on a skateboard, playing in a pile of dung. Naturally, I heehawed like a jackass, why not, I was only seven years old and thought the comment extremely funny. Well, my mother didn’t and screamed, ‘Alea jacto est’, louder than a banshee, ran to my father’s art studio. By the time my father and I arrived she had already picked up an enormous Waterford crystal vase, smashed it on the floor, taken a chard of crystal, and slashed one my father’s award winning masterpieces. A day later, my mother and I headed off to Paphos, Cyprus. When I asked why, she says, “It’s the birthplace of her favorite Greek

Have you ever performed in front of a lot of people? Well I had to at my music teachers guitar concert. It was a big challenge I faced. I was really frightened because there was a lot of people and I was worried that I would mess up. In fact I was so frightened that my shirt was all wet and my hands were shaking. No matter what I did I couldn't calm myself down. From this I learned that I had stage fright, but I was still brave enough to face it.

At this point it was halfway through the year of 2006, summer break had just begun. The third grade was a difficult school year, this year I was introduced to the End of Grade state exams. Nonetheless, I passed the third grade along with Ruby passing kindergarten. This year so far was already a fantastic year, and it was only about to become better. My family had discussed plans about this summer, it was going to be the best summer ever. This summer was packed with trips to public swimming pools, visiting our relatives, fishing at my grandparents, and our annual trip to the beach. On this warm, breezy evening in early June, eight-year-old me in this brand-new blue dress with two bright yellow bows with my sister, were in my parent’s bedroom

One, Two, Three, I heard them counting while I was under water holding my breath as they pushed on my head so I stayed down. I felt like I was slowly dying, and if that’s how it feel to die underwater, I’d rather die in my sleep. It got to the point where I couldn’t hold my breath any longer. I hit someone’s leg so they would know to let me go. I slowly rose up. “Thirty five seconds” said Michelle. That’s how long I could hold my breath underwater. “I’m a little fish,” I said to myself. However, Danny went next and sadly, he tied up to me. After Brianna and Justyn went, I was no longer in first place. We decided to hold off on the game and take a break for a little while. Michelle was known as a fish, she could live in the water is she

I love watching films in languages I do not understand. Some people perceive language as a barrier; I see it as an opportunity. It’s my chance to experience the world as somebody else.

When I was little the world looked so colorful and everything had a surprise ending that made you hold onto your seat. Growing up made me realize how twisted the world can be, so many people believe in corruption. I walk on a road that's not even on the map, a road that is similar to me. It leads to somewhere unexpected, but having to get there isn't worth the walk.