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    My Unforgettable Experience Heart beating in my chest so fast it was as if my heart was going to jump out and make a run for it. Nerves‚ nerves had me trembling‚ sweating‚ and scared out of my mind. All because of the two words I heard my music teacher say “Azariah Booker”. Sitting in my chair thinking how am I going to do this or if I can even do this‚ but I did it and it turned out way better than expected. This was one of the unforgettable and heart-racing experience was my audition. Practicing

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    There are things in our life that might not be easy to forget: a triumphant match‚ the first kiss from our love‚ a school reunion‚ the first time we are wronged by our teacher or parents‚ a time we have to choose between our consciences and our desires‚ and so on.  For me‚ those things around me‚ I will never forget them.      Before I was ten years old‚ I lived with Dad.  Teaching in a school far away from home‚ Mom came to see us only at the weekend. During the week‚ Dad assumed all the responsibilities

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    My Presentation Experience Obviously this is not my first time doing a presentation. But this is the first time I have a group to discuss with. I was delighted when my team mate asked me to be the head presenter. It clearly showed they had confidence in me. But I was also very nervous. After all‚ this wasn’t a presentation in front of my own class mate‚ but with other student. What’s more‚ Mr Erroy would be in the audience‚ expecting the best from me and my team. Luckily‚ though‚ I had seven weeks

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    My Educational Experience

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    Autobiographical account Within this short biographical dialogue I intend to explain my personal educational experience as well as argue my particular ideology which I feel is relevant to this piece. The ideology that I am going to discuss is the elitist ideology. I attended Virgo Fidelis convent senior school‚ when I started this educational institute it was a public school. My parents were adamant that I attend; they felt that by sending me there I would be exposed to different people and it

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    My Writing Experience

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    new step has a reward at the end waiting for you to start the next step. Experiences are also something that helps you become a better reader and writer and what you have learned could help you elaborate new ideas. Learning either or of these two things could be influenced by social interactions or you own background knowledge and everyone has their own story to tell‚ so here is mine. Reading and writing has never been my go to for assignments or classes‚ I usually struggle and by that I mean struggle

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    event where I felt like my identity was challenged is when I was in a situation where I felt uneasy about. Immigrants. I am a child of an immigrant. This affects me because I was born in El Salvador and come in the States as a baby. I never know how people will react to it. My parents made the sacrifice of leaving El Salvador‚ their hometown and move to the States. My parents came here to ensure us a better education‚ and in general‚ a better life. Learning a new culture and my hispanic culture at

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    Marcus Pennie Written Communication September 9‚ 2012 My darkest hour was also the moment I became a man. When all my years of training‚ all the blood‚ sweat‚ and tears of running‚ aiming‚ skills training‚ and hand to hand combat had finally been put to the test. My first kill. It wasn’t a proud moment but it was one on necessity and choice that I’ve played over and over again and I still get the same result. It would have gone exactly the same. September 21st 1999‚ 1327 Zulu time. We

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    My MQP Experience

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    Catholic Schools Paragraph My MQP experience started at the beginning of 6th grade. I was unsure what to expect‚ as I came from public school. I was unsure as to whether I would make friends easily or not. I wondered if the teachers would be nice and if the students were nice. The reason I came to MQP was to improve my education and faith. It was a tough decision whether to go here for a better education or stick with my public school friends. I spent much time thinking of it‚ but finally decided

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    My Life

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    My Life Story My story is one of abuse‚ neglect‚ hurt‚ addiction‚ loss‚ and happiness. Many people go through wondering "why me?"‚ instead of letting go of all the bad and changing their lives they use it as an excuse‚ but that is where I am different from other people I have used all my bad experiences as learning tools‚ I came from nothing and became something. My name is Amanda Nicole Fomichev (Read)‚ I was born and raised in Idaho I am the oldest of 12 children. My parents‚ if that is what

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    Every morning‚ it was the same routine. My five-year-old self woke up at three in the morning to my dad gently shaking me. My 25-year-old mother would sit me up and dress me in my school clothes while I tried my best to hold my head up. At 3:30 a.m.‚ we had to be in the car‚ and at that same time‚ my mother would whisper “Lo siento‚ princesita.” (I’m sorry‚ princess). It would be the last thing I heard from the back seat of the car as I slowly drifted off to sleep. We would arrive at 4 a.m.‚ and

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