Personal Narrative: The Real Life Nancy Drew

The Real Life Nancy Drew

In the fourth grade, I received a ribbon for reading the entire Nancy Drew series. The principal admired my dedication to reading and wanted to reward me for it. Given, he probably used this as an excuse to give me a reward as one would do with a participation trophy, but nevertheless, I was still very ecstatic for being recognized. This book series sparked my interest in mysteries. As a kid, I carried around this backpack full of detective supplies. I had a fingerprint kit, magnify glass, even a special “invisible” pen to be prepared for any mysteries I might encounter. Growing up, I would scan newspapers, hoping to read about crime investigations. I was interested in learning the motive of a perpetrator to try and understand their actions.

At first, I was just another person to be a victim of the csi effect. For the longest time, I wanted to be a detective because of this televised perception of solving the most exciting and challenging cases. I had grown accustomed to watching shows such as Criminal minds and Castle, and wanted to be just like the protagonists. I even had this dream of being just like Nancy Drew and driving around in a red convertible. When people would ask if these shows had an impact on me wanting to become a detective, I never wanted to admit that was the reason. But yet, I didn’t
My school doesn’t offer a criminology class, so I instead went with psychology and forensics as alternatives. This is where I had discovered what had sparked my interest in mysteries. While I did enjoy watching the detectives solve the mystery, what I was most passionate about was when they profiled the suspects to learn the motive. In both classes, I am most intrigued by learning about not the actions of the defendant but the psychology behind it. I have refined the televised perception of what I want to be into what I am realistically interested