Entering my first semester of college I did not believe I could produce university level writing straight from the beginning. It turned out that I was capable of writing at an undergraduate level and it took the tremendous writing professors at holy family to teach me that. After concluding my first writing class‚ also known as “Writing I”‚ I thought I was the best writing in my class. Mr. Litten and his writing class stripped me of that belief. I do not mean that in a harmful way. Writing II challenged
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When I first started marching band during the summer going into my freshman year‚ I didn’t expect to fall in love with it. Freshmen percussionists at my high school are required to be in the front ensemble their first year and couldn’t be in the drumline until their sophomore year. Knowing this‚ I thought of the upcoming marching season as just a waste of time because I wanted to be in the drumline and I would never want to stay in the front ensemble beyond my freshmen year. Although I wasn’t expecting
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lookers like myself. My mom entered the long lines that moved as slow as a snail; it felt as though what usually would take an hour to do took forever. Mom and my aunt setup my room‚ took me along with my siblings to dinner‚ gave me their long speech and said their goodbyes. Oh yes! Bring on the freshmen party! The tours of the campus‚ international student meetings and I can’t forget the shuttle to the mall and Walmart. I thought to myself this is freedom; freedom away from my parents nagging
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MY FIRST EXPERIENCE I would like to share my first experience with a bully; this event helped make me the man I am today. It also shaped my thoughts on my career choices. This one event led me to learn martial arts and with this discipline I became a more mature person. I first experienced bullying in daycare. Another child would often throw toys at me or hit me on the head when I was minding my own business. One day I decided to stand up for myself‚ and when he tried to hit me I threw a hotdog at
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Tho Nguyen English 2/26/2013 Narrative Essay: Final Draft My First Day Fright Have you ever experience a moment where you have no idea where you are‚ and what you would have done in that particular moment? Well I have‚ and here is my story. It all started in late August of 2009‚ when millions of children across the country were looking forward to their first day of school. For me‚ I was not looking forward to start my first year of High School. I still had the middle school mentality. I was
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MY FIRST DAY AT UPM Do you remember your first day at UNIVERSITI PUTRA MALAYSIA(UPM)? Well‚ I remember my first day I was waiting all day after the SPM’s result to enter the this college.I was very happy when I had be choose to continuos my study at UPM. When I got to know I secure a place in UPM‚ I felt exicted at the same time I feel very nervous because at that moment I enter UPM’s building‚ my life will totally change. I had work hard until this moment and finally my wish do come true. I registred
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Today‚ I am going to grant to you my first Canadian experience and what’s more the things that have surprised me all through my concentrates‚ particularly the atmosphere and nature in Canada. I might need to say that when I at first moved to Canada‚ the prospect that I had in my mind was one of a representation picture of Niagara Falls and Maple trees shading. This was a result of the way that I had a photograph on my kitchen refrigerator while I was living in Vadodara city‚ India. I had for quite
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The first time I scored in a basketball game was a life changing event for me. I was about to quit because I didn’t think I would ever be good. My dad‚ he was my coach‚ told me not to because he saw potential in me. The first year I played basketball‚ I didn’t score‚ so I wanted to quit. "Don’t quit playing"‚ my dad told me‚ "you can be a great player if you work hard." The first time I scored made me want to play more. It was my second season and I was the happiest kid in the world. My dad was in
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"¿Cuál es tu apellido?" my Spanish teacher asked me. It was freshman orientation and I had just walked into her classroom‚ surrounded by a sea of unfamiliar faces. I stared blankly at my teacher‚ unsure of what she was asking. "What is your last name?" she repeats‚ this time in English. My faced flamed with embarrassment as I replied. I immediately felt out of place‚ convinced that I didn’t belong in Spanish II. Unfortunately‚ this feeling did not fade. After my first Spanish class‚ I was on the
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Around four months ago‚ my parents‚ sister‚ and I became U.S citizens. When I ascertained that I had become a citizen‚ I recalled a few memories from my first day in the U.S until April 2017. The event that popped out most in my memory was my first day of school in this country. I remember the time when I woke up on this chilly day of February 2012 and started to shiver as I got out of my bed. The weather of Edison was way colder than I had ever experienced in my life. I took a shower so I could
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