The Most Memorable Moment In My Life

The year was 2015 and in my mind it was going to be one of the most pivotal moments in my life. I was turning 16, getting my driver’s license, inching closer toward adulthood, gaining my independence, and free from adult responsibilities and worries. What I did not know was that one catastrophic event would have such a devastating impact on my life.

Graduations can be seen as the end of a stage and as a beginning of another. As we look back we can still remember our first day of school. We have grown, become more independent, matured, and learned. We are becoming young adults and have to learn the responsibilities this carries.

Graduation has many meanings for it; however one way to look at graduation would be the transition from youth to maturity. Graduation in another point of view could be the transition from one chapter of someone’s life to another. Most people would consider their childhood the best time of their lives. Some could also recall a part of their life that was a new chapter for them, or that it changed their life in one way or another. The journey from youth to maturity however, is ruthless, inconsistent, and can be a good time for some; others, not so much. Poems such as “To an Athlete Dying Young,” or “An Ex-Basketball Player” and award winning movies like “Holes” and “High School Musical: Senior Year” all relate to the celebration called graduation

Out of the 19 years I have been blessed to be on this earth, I can honestly say that my most rewarding moment was the day graduated Mansfield Timberview High School. Hearing my family cheer me on, getting my diploma and shaking hands with the board of administration, and beating our class statistics, is what this day a very memorable day.

Trying to acquire something new it's not always will be as expected, as will now be discussed a pivotal moment in my life when I failed in the baccalaureate exam, it changed my perspective to life it self and gained an important lesson about life.

I was born into a prestigious family who has raised me to have proper etiquette , show respect, and have chivalrous qualities. Throughout my life, I was always viewed as the “child of god,” the boy that “never lies,” the one who“ would never do that , that's not like him.” On the contrary, the truth is that nobody is perfect nor innocent, including myself. People such as myself receive judgements such as these periodically due to the fact that we have learned how to keep our personal lives private. For this reason, for people such as myself, we have difficulties expressing ourselves. This is just a glimpse of my background so you could have a better understanding of my point of view .

If you have lived for any length of time, you probably had a defining moment. I experienced my defining moment in the summer of 2010 when I was six years old. You may not think a child that young could have a defining moment, but you would be wrong. Moreover, our experiences as children help to shape our personalities, our outlook on life, and what fears and anxieties we develop. My defining moments happened on a trip to The American Museum of Natural History.

I remember it as a time when parents were crying during the ceremony, while students were up on stage with the biggest smiles of their life. As I got older and know somebody that was graduating. It was a sad time, but also a happy time, because it was an important time in their life and mine. Last year’s graduation was kind of rough for me, because I was friends with a lot of people in that grade. I grew up with them playing baseball and football and hanging out on the weekend with a lot of them. The hardest part about graduation is going to be when I fixing to walk on stage for

significant moment is graduating elementary school going to high school. My first good moment was

Priorities. The ambivalent, nebulous pecking order that exerts reasonable control over each and every one of our lives. Their complex meaning combined with their personalization make them one of the things that can help define the humanistic self-concept. People tend to attach themselves to the very idea of their priorities, fearing they might lose a part of themselves if they were to change the list. Personally, I was that same way. I never in my wildest dreams thought mine would ever change very much. Swimming would always come first, followed by academics, then my obligations to family, friends and God, and lastly everything else fell beyond that, seemingly insignificant. However, one event, and the ripple effect from it, would change this thinking forever: the day my asthma started.

Many high school graduates remember the moment they got a car or the time they got the graduation party they were dreaming of since freshman year. For me it was when my uncle bought me my very own 1911 Sig spartan. It was May 11, 2016, the day of my graduation, my mom, dad, and uncle were there along with some of my dad’s co-workers. I just finished getting my diploma from a teacher i've never seen before, and was glad to meet up with my family.

I shook hands with my high school principal, received my diploma, and walked off stage. I turned and looked at my family, who were all clapping and cheering for me. My mom and dad were sitting to the left of the group, with my littlest sister, who was only a year and a half old at the time. Next to them, my sisters were fighting over which one could clap louder. My brothers were sitting on the right side of the group, my boyfriend squished between them, and my youngest brother trying to get my boyfriend’s attention. Out of my entire graduating class of twenty-six, my family was the largest. I received a lot of flak from my friends about my family. They would groan whenever I had to babysit my siblings, but I always enjoyed

There are many pivotal points in a person's life which mark important milestones. The marking of one of these milestones for me all started when I was four years of age. My dream was to become tall enough to reach the twizzlers that were kept from me atop the fridge. This is an important memory I have from when I was young because it taught me how important it is to have dreams.

I was very proud of myself on that day. I was very pleased that I celebrated that day with my family and friends, I was proud of myself because I challenged myself to pass high School, and made my family proud. Then, as I walked to the stage to receive my diploma, my heart was beating fast, and my face was turning red. When the principal called out my name, I walked with pride, shook his hand, and got my diploma. During these moments, I heard a loud cheering from family and friends. Then I walked down the stairs, and held my diploma high toward the side my family were sitting, and their cheering got louder, and I became happier.

The lights dimmed, the curtain lifted, and the actors came out. My excitement was growing, first starting in my throat, then working its way to my stomach. The sound of the instruments filled the theater as the actors start to sing in loud clear voices. This was how my most memorable moment in my childhood started, at the Times Union Center Theater in the last week of February.