The Redwood Tree-Personal Narrative

To begin, ten years separated my brother and I in age, so there's a good chance he did not enjoy me the way I adored him. I am sure I annoyed him. Especially when I always nagged him to play with me and invaded his space when he invited friends over. I could not help myself.  Moreover, my mom once told me that at the hospital when I was born, Brandon stormed out of the room crying because he did not want a baby sister. He could sense from the cry that I was a handful, and he wanted nothing to do with me.

Despite my parent’s challenges, they were still able to raise me with love and care and surrounded me in an environment where I

John Muir, a brilliant Transcendentalist, has written hundreds of enlightening environmental essay to emphasize the adamant need to save these sacred kings of the forests, the Redwoods. Within Muir’s vivid and emotional entries, specifically “Save the Redwoods”, John utilizes rhetorical devices such as personification, analogy, and Religious allusion in order to express the vital need to save the trees.

It would be quite ridiculous if I was not to write down my experiences as I go through this trip. You do not see the tallest trees in the world everyday. Although, if I want to get even remotely close to seeing them every day, the least I can do is keep track of my adventures inside of a journal so I can read them later on in my life and remember the time I had on this trip. I went to Redwood National Park and I experienced a true, American national treasure

Closer to the day that I was going to leave NAS Willow Grove I called my folks and told them when I was going to go home. My family was very happy that at last I was going to be with them, and Dad told me he was going to drive from West New York to the base, and pick me up to take me home. I was looking forward to seeing my parents once again. I had a lot of things I wanted to tell them, so many stories of my adventures of the past months. I was also looking forward to getting home and seeing what college I could go to now that I felt more confident about myself.

I responded to Magnolia Wood Lodge in reference to a dirorderly call. Upon arrival, I made contact with Nathan Mosley. Mosley stated that one of the residence(Cedrice Barnes) was being very un cooperative and attempting to hit them with closed fist. Nathan Mosley, Angela Lewis and Cessiley Colwell, were all victims of the situation. Officer attempted to walk Barnes back to his room. Officers ended up getting Barnes back in his room, which was room 11. Officer's then talked with Barnes and explained the issue with him. Barnes started being un compliant and started throing closed fist at the employes. I then pinned Barnes agaist the wall and pulled out my pepper spray. When I released Barnes, he pushed me. Barnes was then told to placed his

A relationship that has become closer over time for me is my relationship with my brother Mylan Cousan. The earliest memory I have of my brother and I are our walks to our childhood nursery. I remember we aere always confused as twins, but we weren't. We would always wear the same thing and use the same words almost as if we had a special connection gifted to us from birth. When we played Power Rangers he would allow me to be the pink Ranger because of my need for femininity. Mylan would fight the other boys because of their teasing towards me and my "girlish" ways. My brother always protected me from the world even if it meant fighting friends in favor of me. When I was about 12 he was 11, my step-father caught me watching "Xena- Warrior Princess". He saw me wearing a belt over

As I watched my program run, I was anxious—will it work? Will it fail? Even before I could verify that my alarm clock program worked, I already knew I was hooked on coding.

My transition to Oak Knoll was excellent but arduous. I loved the spiritual community and the close knit class. But, I had a harder time adjusting academically. The rigorous academic classes at Oak Knoll resulted in a drop in my GPA. These grades don’t reflect my work ethic and I enjoy the challenge of a more difficult school. These were enhanced expectations that I couldn’t meet at the time. My lowered GPA resulted from a sickness that extended through my sophomore years. Once I was better, I was able to do better in school, which shows in my previous year grades. These year’s show my true academic potential. I am confident that I will be successful at the college I plan on

Gabriella is my given name, but since I was a baby everyone calls me Ellie. Unless I forgot to clean my room, then my mom calls me Gabriella! I am blessed to have great parents that have been a great example to my two brothers and myself. They have been married for almost 25 years. My mom is a registered nurse and my dad is retired law enforcement. They have shown us what it means to be compassionate and what work ethic really is. My brothers, Nick and Alex, are both older than me and although they like to pick on me at times, they are also very protective of me. They are both firefighters and EMTs. They are my heros.

John Muir’s “Save the Redwoods” was first featured in his very own Sierra Club Bulletin, an environmentalist newsletter, in 1920. At the time, loggers were threatening the already sparse population of California’s giant redwoods. Muir’s essay expresses his growing concern for the future of California’s ecology and emphasizes the need for swift human intervention.

Through my hard work and never give up attitude, encouraged me rear my son on earned wages by working two jobs and putting his needs first.  At the age of three, I taught him to read by using the News Paper and  how to sow and mow a lawn as well as his own laundry :). Since then, he has moved on to attended one of the top gifted and talented High Schools in Texas and now will be attending a well-known college. He seen my hard work as single mother, working two jobs, fulltime student in college , and business owner raise above life circumstances.

Entering kindergarten, I knew absolutely no English. I spoke Serbian with my parents, siblings, and grandma and had no one to teach me English. I remember being a part of the ESL class. While all the other kids laughed and talked among themselves, I was trying to comprehend what my teacher was saying to me. At home, while I needed to practice English, I was told to speak Serbian.

In the early years of my life I had no idea that my brother would make such a big impact on me and my life. He has taught me more than any teacher possible could. Through him I learned how to be compassionate. I learned how to treat each and every person with respect, despite what challenges they may face. He brought me into an amazing community that taught me numerous life lessons. He challenged me every step of the way, like any brother should, and altered the way I viewed the world. My brother has autism, and he has been my greatest teacher.

It was a calm, overcast day, and I found myself resting at the side of a large oak tree, admiring the beauty of the woods that surrounded me.