Personal Narrative: My Extra Blank Spaces
This extra blank space is just for me to tell you who I am.An additional blank space here.I have a few words to write my details and just over an inch to write my qualifications.Unfortunately,both for me and for you,entire lives don't fit into such spaces and qualifications cant be completely sketched on this spaces.I therefore have to do my best to show you who I am,and I am very sure you will find me in all these words.Best of luck.As for me,I will write just a few paragraphs that will broaden your horizon of viewing who I really am.
I am sure you have noticed part of me in the personal statement.What you cant imagine or see is the struggle that I went into writing it,and the worst struggle is that I struggled.For one thing,my personal statement was comprised of far more than 400 words,so I was forced to squeeze things together and leave …show more content…
things out.After every three weeks,I traveled with Youths Fighting AIDs in Kenya(YOFAK)on a training trip within the country.
The final year of my high school and three months later,we spent two weeks in Karen,living with heirs and assigns of the program there and working both helping do up their residence hall and playing with children born with HIV in a children's Home called Nyumbani. We ran a week camp for the children in Huruma for the underprivileged children's in Ngong,Nairobi.In addition,I spend several days each year volunteering to help prevent and control jiggers in Eastern part of Kenya through the help of my church gym.I would have exceeded the 400 words had I included all these.But they mean a lot to me and play a huge role in my life.
Another experience I didn't find space for,is the Zawadi Africa Annual Leadership Conference at Pride Inn hotel in Nairobi.The two weeks I spent there meant just a lifetime to me.This essay cannot possibly speak of everything the Conference meant to me.Moving out of my family's house and into a crowd of girls my age was extremely exciting,and what I encountered underscored what I had expected.It was a place I could shoot the breeze.In our leadership class,we would learn to how to treat our subjects,form groups and practice leadership skills in the groups.Each of us realized a connection to every member,the small community we created there,learned the responsibility with that connection.I remember one morning I was asked to collect cups before breakfast for my morning chore,I turned up just as promptly and with just as much exuberance as when my chore was to wash the utensils and clean the washrooms.
Similarly,when a leader asked to take up any role in the group,I got it done,not because I wanted a good name,but because the entire class depended on each person's diacritic concoction in order to have rich,meaningful
discussion.
Back home,I realized that there too,I was connected to my community.Although it is larger than the one in Pride Inn,I still have the same responsibility to those around me,and will have that responsibility to whatever community I am and will be a segment, for my entire life.In my daily life,just like on my service trips,I try to look for chances to benefit something greater tan myself.In Michigan State University,I look forward to becoming part of a new community.To find my pigeonhole so that I can serve as well as be served by it.
I am sure you have noticed part of me in the personal statement.What you cant imagine or see is the struggle that I went into writing it,and the worst struggle is that I struggled.For one thing,my personal statement was comprised of far more than 400 words,so I was forced to squeeze things together and leave …show more content…
things out.After every three weeks,I traveled with Youths Fighting AIDs in Kenya(YOFAK)on a training trip within the country.
The final year of my high school and three months later,we spent two weeks in Karen,living with heirs and assigns of the program there and working both helping do up their residence hall and playing with children born with HIV in a children's Home called Nyumbani. We ran a week camp for the children in Huruma for the underprivileged children's in Ngong,Nairobi.In addition,I spend several days each year volunteering to help prevent and control jiggers in Eastern part of Kenya through the help of my church gym.I would have exceeded the 400 words had I included all these.But they mean a lot to me and play a huge role in my life.
Another experience I didn't find space for,is the Zawadi Africa Annual Leadership Conference at Pride Inn hotel in Nairobi.The two weeks I spent there meant just a lifetime to me.This essay cannot possibly speak of everything the Conference meant to me.Moving out of my family's house and into a crowd of girls my age was extremely exciting,and what I encountered underscored what I had expected.It was a place I could shoot the breeze.In our leadership class,we would learn to how to treat our subjects,form groups and practice leadership skills in the groups.Each of us realized a connection to every member,the small community we created there,learned the responsibility with that connection.I remember one morning I was asked to collect cups before breakfast for my morning chore,I turned up just as promptly and with just as much exuberance as when my chore was to wash the utensils and clean the washrooms.
Similarly,when a leader asked to take up any role in the group,I got it done,not because I wanted a good name,but because the entire class depended on each person's diacritic concoction in order to have rich,meaningful
discussion.
Back home,I realized that there too,I was connected to my community.Although it is larger than the one in Pride Inn,I still have the same responsibility to those around me,and will have that responsibility to whatever community I am and will be a segment, for my entire life.In my daily life,just like on my service trips,I try to look for chances to benefit something greater tan myself.In Michigan State University,I look forward to becoming part of a new community.To find my pigeonhole so that I can serve as well as be served by it.