The Day She Turned-Personal Narrative

On one of the most fear stricken attacks on the United States, we are interviewing

It wasn’t like any other swim practice, no, not like any other I’d ever gone to. No one usually moved to Minot, North Dakota that was also in swimming, so when Emily Pitcher and her family moved to town and came to practice, it was quite a shock for everyone on the team. She moved from Colorado and she had 2 younger brothers and a younger sister as well. They seemed nice enough but there was something about Emily, who was my age, which seemed a bit off.

However things soon went from good to bad, after a year and a half of living together, Coby started to witness a change in Dean. His mood swings and short temper -once hidden from her- were now directed at Coby. His began to snap at the littlest things and demanded to know where she went and who she spoke to. For the most part, Coby put up with the short leash for after awhile she could no longer take it and ended things. She thought she had put Dean in the past but it didn't take long for him to begin showing up at her home and in random places. It was clear her ex had now become her worst nightmare. The police were not able to do much and so Coby, terrified, packed up and moved away from her home. Using the money left to her by her parents, she decided to move away from Canada and begin a new life in Colorado, simply because it resembled to closely to British

It started as typical Tuesday with a couple of court hearings, maybe an arrest, but nothing to exciting. That all changed at dawn.

I have had many great mentors that have stood out in my life thus far, but I have one lady that really stands out. Her name is Tina; I know her better as Ms. Hicks. She is a kindergarten teacher and Glee Club director at the middle school I attended. I came to know her really well when I joined the Glee Club my sixth grade year. She is so selfless and always puts others before herself. I just began watching her one day and realized that I wanted to be just like her. I began to volunteer in her classroom the last period of the day because I want to be an elementary school teacher as well. I decided why not learn form the best. Throughout the year, I learned so much from her. She taught me that students can learn and have fun while they

I was born in the Dominican Republic my parents named me Maria Esther, with many associate to be spanish but the true is originated from Hebrew. I'm 22 years old and too mature for my age. I'm the older of five kids, between my baby sister are 7 years apart, with made me to be responsible and not able to feel classes or choose to do wild and crazy things . growing up my family movie five time alway in urban area. My siblings and I grow up with many friends in different places. My sister and I attend private school until our 8 and 7 years old we started at the age of 2. I grow up in a catholic family, but I always was to curious at early age I started studying others religion what lead me to change my religion domination. My skin color is light brown. When people see me for

Patience is wearing thin , the shocking moment is almost here. Then a miracle happens! A beautiful brown eyed baby is born into this world.

We flew down the bumpy trails with dust in our face. Maria took Rachel and I four-wheeling with some friends. It was two o’clock in the morning and my mom didn't know where we were. Maria Tormanen is my older sister. Maria has a positive influence on me because she is always pushing me out of my comfort zone. She supports me in what i do and she goes after her dreams, I admire that.

I'm sorry it took me so long to answer but Maria was a little under the weather I was waiting to see how it would develop.

When people hear the word bay they think of the body of water. I think of my cousin. Rebecca Bay. Her tan skin. Her dark skin. All the skids on her knees. When we were nine she started to teach me to skateboard. When we were eleven she started to surf. She acts like her feet are never supposed to touch the ground, just hover close to it.

When I was in my sophomore year of high school, I had a music teacher named Ms. Valentine who taught vocal and piano classes. Ms. Valentine was known as the “mean dad” of the vocal department, because she oddly reminded everyone of a dad instead of a mother, I know it’s weird. She never took the phrase I can’t from a student, and she would never put up with anyone’s bullshit. She believed there was no such thing as “I can’t”. I had the pleasure of having Ms. Valentine as my choir director, sadly. Ms. Valentine was known for assigning students to critique boring plays and concerts.

I had the opportunity to interview a colleague of mine Brenda, who is a teacher in the Deaf and Hard of Hearing department at our school. Brenda herself is Deaf and was raised by Deaf parents, which benefited her greatly. She began at the Institute for the Deaf and Blind, now known as Montana School for the Deaf and Blind, from preschool to tenth grade. Brenda told me that by the time she had become a tenth grader the school district in Montana was more willing to accept a student who was Deaf. Before this time without the proper legislation like the IDEA law, school districts did not have provide free and appropriate education. Even though she was permitted to attend a mainstream high school, she only took elective type classes. She said that

I was a dresser for the PDG fall concert, 1968: The Cusp of Hope and Rage. I was backstage doing quick changes, helping with props, and communicating with tech on a headset with any unforeseen issues (which did occur multiple times). I worked with PDG for all of tech week and the six shows that they performed.

There stood a girl about four feet eleven inches , legs shaking, palms sweating, nervous, shy unable to communicate next to her a young woman about five foot two posture tall, confident, and a sense of direction the young woman I became.

It is only appropriate that you get your own post as snapchat celebrates our 100-day streak on this holy Queen Bey Day 2017; especially since this website would not exist if I did not have you in my life. I am eternally thankful for the day that we re-entered one another's lives. I have no idea how it happened, but I am forever thankful that you are one of the few people that I talk to daily.