Compare-Contrast Essay Lesley Perry-Tanner ENG 121 Annemarie Hamlin November 28‚ 2013 There are many similarities as well as many differences in narrative and descriptive essays. A narrative essay many times reflects some type of personal experience. The narrative essay also tells a story and it has an intriguing way to keep the audience wanting to know more. The descriptive essay on the other hand usually just describes a person‚ a scene‚ or feelings to a reader (Connell‚ C.‚ & Sole
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My family history is all over the grid‚ the most common health issue being cancer. My mom had a form of leiomyosarcoma in her liver and my dad has had skin cancer. My dad’s cancer was partly hereditary and also a huge part of it was him never wearing any UV protection and my mom’s cancer was not. Both of my grandparents on my dad’s side had skin cancer once again from a lack of UV protection. My mom also had a clotting disorder which both my sisters and I were tested for and it came out negative
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As I stepped outside of the car‚ I realized how nice of a day it was. It was not the hottest day of the summer. It had to be about 94 degrees‚ but there was a nice breeze that would make the practice nice. This was only the fourth day of football practice and I was so excited. Today was a defensive day and defense was my favorite. I was always early for practice‚ I had a lot of time to relax and look at film of the practices before today. It was weird today because I was the only person in the locker
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My sophomore year was a great year for me as far as school goes. It was a year filled with many surprises and mysteries. It was my second year returning to Charles F. Brush High School and as I walked into the first day of school I wondered how my day would transpire. I was ecstatic to be immediately greeted by one of my friends that I met during my freshman year. It wasn’t so much that it was him that made me ecstatic‚ it was more of him being a familiar face and me being reassured. His name was
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I was born into a Bouyei family‚ which represents an ethnic minority in China who mainly lives in the impoverished mountainous rural areas‚ such as the Guizhou and Yunnan Province of China. In China’s 2010 national census‚ the Bouyei ethnic minority was 2.87 million‚ only 1.75% of them received college degrees‚ and only 0.06% of them held a master’s degree or higher. Therefore‚ it is reasonable to say that I’m from a historically underrepresented group in higher education‚ as well as in an American
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pair of skis all morning. I had progressed fast enough throughout the day that I had built up a false sense of confidence‚ as it was only my first day of skiing. Confidence that was short lived when faced with the biggest challenge yet‚ an intermediate level ski run that required a controlled precision I had not yet developed. Down the slope I went quickly accelerating to a blaring speed‚ I rounded the first turn and could feel my legs struggling to keep up with the pace at which I was proceeding.
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At around 10 years of age my family and I were coming out of a store when we heard an individual yell out‚ “Go back to Mexico‚ America houses no aliens!” At that moment‚ I felt as if this wouldn’t be the last time I would hear these words echo through my life‚ and I was right. Typically every summer I assist my mother by cleaning houses for people who are considered affluent‚ however during the summer of 2014‚ I quickly became aware of what it felt like to be different. There was an elderly woman
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woke up from my slumber and got ready for school. Today was my first day of Sophomore year. I was no stranger to the curriculum‚ and I was familiar with most of my teachers. I already had a set friend group‚ surely‚ no problems would arise. I did my usual morning routine and got into my car. Driving along Main Street‚ my mom talked about how much I needed. She said I needed to improve this year‚ to try and do better than last year. We arrived to the front of the school‚ and I said my goodbyes. Walking
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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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2014‚ my life completely changed when I graduated from St. John the Evangelist Parish School. The two high schools that accepted me were Gonzaga College High School and Dematha Catholic High School. The people I knew my whole life we’re going to schools such as Dematha. It all came down to me to either go to the schools in which most of the people I knew were going or experience something new which I have never done before. The decision that I made shaped the person who I am today. During my shadow
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