...There’s something that changes a kid when they have to comfort their crying mother. It’s as if they permanently forfeit the mask of innocence that most people keep well into adulthood. To me, having to see my hero on ground zero made want to cry as well, i mean I was 13. But instead, i asked her what ailed her and that’s when it all hit the fan. “Your step-father was in a wreck… now he’s in jail.” My stepfather and i never really got along. Even before he was my stepfather we had this mutual understanding that so long as he made my mother happy, i’d do my best to not be a pest. But him being around still meant that there was a Man in the house. If something needed to get done. Go to Pop. If you’re having girl troubles? Go to Pop. If you needed...
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...On December 1st, my mom,dad and I went to Old Navy to see if there were any sale on. When we got there my mom separated and went to look at cloths. Me and my dad just walked around looking for a place to sit. While we were looking, I saw some hats and shirts that had Montreal Canadiens (my favorite hockey team) on them. At first I asked my dad if i could buy a hat, but I only saw a baseball cap. My dad didn't like it so I looked around a little more. After a while I saw something on the ground, around the racks. It was a pom pom beanie, Montreal Canadiens hat.I told my dad that I had found another hat and he said “it looks pretty good.” But the next thing he said made my life a lot harder.“If mom says it ok then you can buy it.” The thing...
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...“Have you ever had a gun held to your head, Elijah?” My father's question bit into the cold night. The dark-indigo clouds above us seemed to press closer with every step we took on the walk back to his apartment. “I didn’t think so, Elijah. When I was just a little older than you, I faced that.” The falcate clouds crept lower and seemed to be on top of us when we finally got to the red brick apartment building he called home; I slumped on the couch whose arms were peppered with ash. The clouds from outside now felt as if they were pressing in onto the building from all sides. The question came after I realized that the man in the other room, my father, had taken me to a drug deal. Twelve-year-old me realized it wasn’t the first either. Twelve-year-old me realized why we went to what seemed like a new apartment building every other weekend when I went...
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...His cold hands are sitting in my lap. Tears drift down my cheeks as I come to realize what just happened. My father passed away right in front of me, and all he could gave me is a book containing a map. At this moment in time, I have no clue what the map leads to. I thought it was an irrelevant piece of paper from a cereal box. Little did I know, I was terribly mistaken. As I was walking into the door at my house, my brother, Obadiah, arrived to greet and hug me. Even though he was not as close to my father as I was, he knew the pain I was dealing with. My mother and him always got along very well. The day she took herself away from this life was one of the most tragic days my brother and I have experienced. Everybody we knew tried to comfort...
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...It all happened when I looked at my dad. I was riding my four wheeler when my dad called my name he said “to go to the garage, and park the four wheeler” I told him I’ll park the four wheeler after one more lap. That was when I was too late to swerve out of the way and I hit my friend’s four wheeler. My friend wasn’t hurt, but I had a broken arm and a gash on my leg, so I had to have the gash stitched up, and a cast on my arm, but I saved my baby cousin from being hurt, that's how I got the broken arm. I also tore a ligament in my leg. My dad took me to the hospital, so I can get the cast for my arm, and the stitches in my leg. I got the cast and stitches and I was fine to go so I went back to my friend’s house and I the doctor told me...
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...Writing a Literacy Narrative A literacy narrative is telling a story. To be exact, it is giving an account of an experience, most likely a personal one, which tells about a time when reading and/or writing helped you to learn something significant. The main idea of a literacy narrative is to speak about a time you were able to learn and grow from a specific experience. When writing any sort of essay or paper, it is always necessary to do the following: Pick a topic that you feel very strongly about but are willing to share. Title your paper (something suitable to your topic) Engage the reader (“Show” the reader rather than “telling” the reader.) Give vivid descriptions throughout the essay. Use sensory details, such as what you see, smell, touch, etc. Include dialogue, but use it sparingly. Dialogue is most effective when it is only used for key moments. Remember to punctuate dialogue correctly. For example: “I don’t know what happened, but I’m not going to give up,” Jasmine said. Know that an important tool in narratives is imagery, which can be defined as visually descriptive language. These details are important because recalling a day such as this shows it’s importance to you, allowing the reader somewhat of an emotional connection to the event. This method is called reflecting. Whenever you’re writing an essay that involves something from you past, it is vital that you ask yourself these following questions: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. What...
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...Lake” and Judy Brady’s “I want a wife”, both authors write on personal encounters they experienced. The author chooses two different methods of writing styles. E.B. White utilizes a nostalgic reflective descriptive piece, whereas Brady uses a more sarcastic narrative. Arguably both writers do a great job in their story telling skills. Both stories are respected and pleasing, yet similar but different at the same time. The authors’ choice of writing style is what gives one story more of an advantage to the other. Though descriptive and narrative essay have identical intent – to tell the reader a story- narratives are more effective in capturing the audience because the uses of different voices, they bring ideas into perspective and they are relatable. There are special components that both style of writing possesses. Narrative writing usually does not stress adjectives to give the physical details of characters, setting or events in the story. Nothing like descriptive writing, narrative writings are written in the first person in order to convey the author's attitudes, beliefs and memories. Narratives are conventional, while descriptive writings content often emphases on a single event, object or place. Occasionally, writers utilize narrative writing style to tell about the past or the future in broad terms. A narrative often reflects personal experience, clarifying what happened during some sort of incident. Narrative essay topics include recounting an experience where the learned...
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...Personal Narrative Essay Title: “For Sale” Everyone knows that phrase: “The grass is always greener on the other side”. But as a child it was a hollow statement for me. Until the day I perceived it as my philosophy of survival. This story is of my purest memories following my relentless battles. Simplistic flashbacks of virtuous kids. Full of laughter and play with nothing to be feared except for the day’s end. All before the moment where the innocence was dissolved away by the acidic misfortunes of life. [a series of sentence fragments] To illustrate, the first setting in this world was in the town called “Ocala”. It was in South-central Florida, a place where nature thrived and creatures of all walks of life roamed. The most business we had there was a prison thirty miles away, and a Wal-Mart 30 miles further down the same road. So one would say it was pretty rural. Just a quaint ole town, where the trees outnumbered the people. My best friend Samantha and I loved the fact that we had mother-nature as our playground. Spending most of our waking moments playing in the open forests, we’d sneak around concocting strategic methods on how to collect lizards and insects, then place them in small decorated cages. Once we obtained our new pets, we would examine and befriend each one, always setting them free later. However, our nights were different, pictures were taken, video games were played and even dress up was included from time to time. Videogames helped enable our...
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...Personal narrative So I was playing baseball with my freinds, we were getting ready for the season tryouts. So I was pitching and my freind named bradyn was batting and my two friends caleb and cameron were in the back field. So i pitched the ball and Bradyn hit a line drive and it came straight for me but i was toS slow and it hit me right on my right eye, Bradyn said that i was knocked out for a good 30 seconds before i started to get back up. i got up and i couldn't see out of my right eye, it was swollen shut, it caused me so much pain. My friends walked me home, and my dad gave me an ice pack. My dad asked what had happened and we told him this whole story, so after my eye felt a little better i whent to my room to play xbox, It...
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...Personal narrative It was Summer 2005, I had just moved with my family to Colorado from California last year. I was still getting accustomed to the wonders of Colorado, when one day my parents told me and my younger brother that we were going to meet up with our, aunt, uncle, and 2 older cousins at pueblo reservoir. A day or two after we were told this we were woken up early so we could get to pueblo and enjoy the whole day there. We had a quick breakfast, packed some stuff for a barbeque, and piled into the massive brick of an SUV ,otherwise known as a Suburban, and we headed out, on the way I asked a few questions that any five year old would undoubtedly ask on a trip like where we were going, if we were there yet, and a few others....
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...This leads the author to vouch that this book could be useful in her and other homes. The rest of the narrative is organized around discussing same-sex couples to children in traditional homes. The support includes examples of having the discussion with a curious child; stating how parents may say, we feel our way is best in our home and them in theirs, avoiding a deep conversation. This support is helpful because it illustrates a possible real life response to a child. The author gives this example because she feels children won’t understand the situation as a whole given their age and mindset. The author tries to establish her point with this example and illustration of her personal opinion. She assumes an audience who may not be familiar with the storybook about Tango and whom may be resistant in having this discussion with their children. The author explains how she would approach the situation keeping in mind that children may not understand making her argument effective. This argument is effective also because the author, being a mother herself, has her own personal experience with the same sex couple topic. Therefore, she is able to provide actual examples in order for her audience to understand not only a situation like discussing same-sex couples...
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...Personal Narrative I got my first glimpse of the world outside of the United States as the plane flew across the clear, blue sky. The plane ride was an enjoyable experience for me and I grew eager with the thought of spending time with my family in St. John. Leaving the United States for the first time added to the excitement my family and I were about to endure. This trip impacted me greatly; traveling so far away from home opened my eyes to the fact that there are many different cultures and I became much closer with my relatives. The first flight we had taken was from Virginia to Puerto Rico. Once there we had to board a smaller propeller plane to complete the journey to St. John. While I had flown on planes before I never flew across so much water. It was an enlightening experience for me as a kid because I began thinking about how big the world is, and how small each individual is in comparison. After sitting through the short connecting flight, we arrived at St. Thomas. It was like a whole other world. The mountains all around casted a majestic light, and the people and their clothing were so different and unique. After I admired this new land I was in our family boarded the ferry to make the final leg of our trip to St. John. Upon arriving we had to rent cars in order to get around and check in at the house we were staying in. Even as a young kid I could appreciate the house we stayed at. It was truly magnificent. The house sat on the side of one of the mountains in...
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...Whale Rider Themes In the film the Whale Rider, the once complimentary narratives that governed the Maori culture: Gender, Identity, and Traditions are competing against one another. The fundamental elements of these narrative has stayed unchanged; However, some characters are interpreting these liturgies to their own personal narratives, causing conflict within the Maori Culture. Synopsis of film During a time of modernization, poverty, and the decentralization of the role the Maori culture play in the people lives, one local leader (Koro) looked upon Hope in a form of a prophet. According to the Maori's traditions, the ancient ancestor Paikea descendants: the eldest son are the rightful tribe leader and will centralize the community again...
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...“It looks like a cockroach covered in ink ran across your page,” my mother often teased in Bengali. The number of times I have been patronized for my horrific handwriting is unfathomable. Teachers saw grading my essays as more of a punishment than their obligation. “It’s not my fault!” I exclaimed. “My parents made me switch from my left hand to my right hand when I was in the first grade!” However, no matter how often I constantly explained to my elementary school teachers, they did not care. Psychologically, they destroyed my self esteem in writing from an early age. How can I or anyone write under the impression no one is going to read it? The sad truth is, the quality of my handwriting affected my grades on personal narratives and essays. The worse the quality of my handwriting, the lower my grade would be....
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...Apple L. English 101 9:00 am. - 10:15 a.m. Narrative September 12, 2012 “Chiqui” Right now, as I’m sitting in front of my computer, I glanced at a familiar face seemingly staring back at me. It’s a photo of my beloved pet dog, Chiqui, and memories of the past just came rushing to my mind. I remember a year ago, when my Mom and Dad came to visit me. I was so excited to finally see them since I moved from New York. On that day, before I pick up my parents from airport. I got a call from my close friend who takes care of our house and my little Chiqui in Cebu, Philippines. He’s hesitant to say on how he would say the news for me. The first line he told me, Apple it’s about Chiqui. When I felt from his voice that there is something wrong. He said to me, I’m sorry Chiqui is gone. I stop and my mind was blocked that I don’t know what to do. My mind sinks a lot of questions. My friend told me, Chiqui did not suffer. She died because of old age. I cried so much that I want to go back to my country and be with her. Until the time that I need to pick up my parents from the airport, when they saw me tears rolling down my cheeks, they taught it was tears of joy…. Then, I delivered the news, “Mom, Chiqui is gone just a while ago.” We both cried together. Our beloved pet and faithful companion passed away without us at her side.. It was so heartbreaking! It came as no surprise for me, however, because before we left a year ago from...
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