Western Michigan University-Personal Narrative Analysis

Western State had peaked my interest when I first made the visit to the campus my Junior year of high school. Around the time I was considering which college would be best for me. When first entering the town of Gunnison I realized all of the potential outdoor activates that I could partaken. Being a Colorado Native outdoor actives have always been a big part of my life. During my visit I enjoyed hearing about what the campus had to offer, from small classes that would provide more one on one interaction from the professors. An added bonus western offers my intended major. I also loved how many of the students never want to leave campus. I also really enjoyed what western had to offer on campus whether that was clubs, sports, or outdoor trips

GCSU, where the trail ends and the road begins. I have spent my entire life unknowingly preparing for this school from my first steps to my first beer. The fact that GCSU is a liberal arts college really caught my interests. I came to GCSU to pursue my degree in business. This campus caught my eye due to it’s centralized location in the state of Georgia.

Why Western? When I went to the preview day at Western I was shocked. The event was so welcoming and informative. It made me realize this school was the right school for me. I must admit before the preview day, I was unsure if the school provided me with what I needed and was looking for. However the school was beyond what I could have imagined. The city of Gunnison was just how I remembered it. The program was even better than what I expected and everything my cousin had told me about the school was true.

The reason I chose to attend Western is because of how close yet far it seems to be from my hometown in Prineville, Oregon. Even though Western is only 4 hours away it is almost like a whole other state. Prineville is not extremely diverse or openminded in its ways. Western in the time that I have been here has been nothing but welcoming and willing to work with me to become the best person I can be, especially those in the theatre department. Not only this but being a semi-short drive home I have the ability to visit my family if need to be. Which has recently become more important to me as my father was recently diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer and has 6-12 months left if the doctors are correct. I feel at big universities I would be only a

In high school I decided that I wanted to be a mechanical engineer. After applying to a few schools, I was accepted to my top 2 schools, SPSU and Mercer University. After seeing Mercer and their engineering department I loved it. However, even with my scholarship the cost was still too much. It was something I did think a lot about and when deciding which school to go to I chose SPSU. Even though it was expensive, Mercer could have given me a great opportunity. I know this story isn’t so much me taking a risk as is just not taking one, but I think it’s important to highlight the thought process everyone goes through when making a big decision on where to go for school.

On September eighteenth, two thousand one I was born four minutes after five o'clock to my parents Monica and Craig Tonn. I was given the name Valerie because my mom's mom was a babysitter to a girl named Valerie and she had liked the name. I was given the middle name Erica after my dad's middle name Eric. I am two minutes apart from my twin Ashley, and my older sister Melissa is currently in eleventh grade. We currently own two spoiled dogs and one backyard lizard.

The prospect of attending GW excites me in many ways. Firstly, GW offers a massive amount of diversity, much more than I am used to. Students from every background, creed, socioeconomic status, and culture attend GW, as opposed to the largely homogenous area that I am from. I love listening to people and learning about them, learning their background, their story, their hopes and their dreams. At universities like GW, that is where hopes and dreams come to fruition. I love seeing people succeed and better themselves while doing things they love doing. Secondly, the prospect of being a part of the GW community excites me because community is something I have found that is lacking in my current institution. Because it is a commuter school, as

If you are anything like most people I meet every day, you too are worried about the North Korean situation, the plummeting dollar, the suicide bombings, the mass murders the natural disasters and so on and so forth.

The gears of my five-year-old mind started churning. Letters and numbers covered the paper. I tested out of classes before it was cool. Back then, I didn’t necessarily consider the eventual consequences that would result from this single test.

Lily supposed that she should be impressed by how much they had managed to accomplish in just a few weeks. They had managed to salvage what was left of the ship and turn it into a small village that was steadily growing. They had also managed to save most of the ships stores and they were working on creating self powered generators to run the power once the ships generators died out completely. The pilot had done a decent job setting the ship down despite the emergency landing. The thing would never fly again but pretty much everyone survived and the rest of the ship still worked.

I choose to apply to Western State University when I thought of a new career path. Western State peaked my interest when I was talking to students that attend the college. They told me about how the class sizes are small which will provide a more one on one interaction with the professors. When I went on a visit to see Gunnison, I found that there were a lot of potential outdoor activities. Being outdoors has always been a big part of my life due to me being a Colorado Native. The campus has so many opportunities to offer with interesting clubs, activities, sports, and events. I can really see myself being a successful student at Western State. Being the second sibling to ever go to college in my family, I have set high standards goals for

The bell rang loudly, resounding across the room to announce the transition of periods. As I packed my notebook into my bag, I quickly checked my schedule for my next class. English. The most common yet most varying class one can have, either torturous or exhilarating it acts as the ultimate enigma of studies. I quickly picked up my schedule from the table and filed out the door as merely another student, no different from the others, we shared the same dread of boredom, questioned the importance of this one class from moment to the next. Whether English, or Math, or Biology, or History, were any truly independent of each other, or was each simply a facet of one system of learning.

I still remember how nervous I was the first day I started English classes in the United States. When I came in the school I was concern about my understanding English language. Since I do not know the language I couldn’t ask the questions, let alone answer questions that anyone could ever ask me. Because I wasn’t understand anything, I’m didn’t realize what was happen around me. Of course, I was nervous also, because it were many people around me. Usually it’s hard to meet new people. But there were still people from other countries and cultures. So, it’s not just hard to meet with them it was a big challenge for me. Furthermore, I was afraid that teachers are very picky at the school. It bothers me, because I wasn’t sure if I can be a success.

Smoothing down the final piece of tape on the garish paper, I stepped back to admire my handiwork. Now that the package and I were dressed for my friend’s birthday party, we relocated to the back of my mom’s van. I squirmed in the back seat, envisioning a night of pillow fights, cake with enough sugar to cause instantaneous tooth decay, and silly party games; however, the party proved to be the antithesis of my expectations. Greedy hands grappled for plates of cake as my friend tore into her gifts like a deranged gerbil shredding a cardboard box, wrapping paper carnage littering the floor. In the blink of an eye it was over, and cell phones materialized in everyone's hands. Cell phones had always seemed superfluous, but in that moment I would’ve

Ever since I was a young girl I’ve always been interested in different things. I never wanted to play with dolls or watch new cartoons. I enjoyed being outside playing with my animals or watching the Discovery channel. When I was around 6 or 7 my mom let me go to work with my grandpa in the summer. He worked at our local animal clinic here in Carrizo Springs with Dr. Taylor. Every morning I would wake up excited to spend the day working with my grandpa. He would let me help him around the clinic and show me how to take care of the dogs and cats. I would help people bring in their animals for checkups and when I was lucky I was able to watch him outside working with the bigger animals. I was young but I found it so fascinating and interesting