Personal Narrative: My Argument Of Who I Am As A Person

The image my friends see me as, how I look, how I act… it is not who I am. I am different. I put on an act. My friends gave me the nickname “Heartbeat”, but that is not who I am either. Then, who am I?

At this time of year, I begin to look back at my life after 12 hard years of schooling. Throughout the course of my life, there have been many ups and downs, but these up and downs is what made me who I am today. These influences have shaped my values, attitudes and beliefs towards life. There have been many important people and events that has impacted my life. One of which is family and the media.

For Inspiration and Recognition of Science and Technology--is an organization that promotes STEM--Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics--starting as early as the age of 6 with their FIRST Lego League Jr. program and continues through middle and high-school levels up to age 18 with programs such as FIRST Lego League, FIRST Tech Challenge and FIRST Robotics Competition. Madera High School offers just this opportunity. The Madera High School robotics team--MadTown Robotics Team 1323--is a FIRST Robotics Competition team and in FRC, competitors see robotics as a “sport for the mind.” Robotics is just that. As a team, students work together to conceptualize, design and build a robot with an intense six-week

Throughout my life I have come from and created a few identities for myself. Perhaps, the most dominant identities that have been apart of my life are being an athlete and being a family orientated man. In this paper I will write about how my identities have shaped my life. First off I believe my biggest identity is being an athlete.

It was a taciturn gloomy morning, the year of 1862. The 12th of September. At the end of it, I might be with my family again or buried someplace underground. It was my time to go into battle as soon as I finish saying goodbye to my loved ones. The tears slid down my wife’s face and my daughters lingered into their mother’s arms to cover their dripping faces.

Basically my identity is a young women who is very happy with her life despite the obstacles and loneliness felt from time to time. I’m a very helpful loving person who doesn’t like to be messed with. I have an amazing passion for music and writing lyrics. And I have an amazing strive to succeed for my parents but most importantly for

In all, others could have their ideas of who you are based on what you own, but at the end of the day, it will always be

As a homeschool graduate, and the only child of committed parents, I was given the most challenging curricula available, and stretched to the length of my inherent abilities. The major goal for my primary and secondary education was to create a self-motivated learner. I have chased after my required and elective subjects with great passion, spending endless hours in research and activity, satisfying my desire to learn and gain mastery of the subject at hand. The Gila Monsters challenge took me to even higher levels of inquiry with motivation for our team to be contenders at the FIRST Robotics Competition, Arizona

The day began like any ordinary day except on this day a scene I envisioned for years was about to occur. Finding me trapped in a moment in space and time with a huge decision to make as my heart kept pounding [IT/DC]. Growing up I was fascinated with extreme flips. I longed to learn the front flip.

As I laid in bed, searching across one of my favorite websites, creepypasta, for a decent scary story to read; I stopped short. " The Other You" was the title of the extremely short story that I now wish I had never opened. The story instructed that if you stand in front of a mirror, grab a random piece of hair while looking at yourself, then holding a ruler or other object capable of accurate measurement, then marked the ruler; then afterward doing it again only without looking in the mirror, that the lengths would be different. It said that doing this created confusion to your doppelgänger, whom you supposedly see in the mirror, living in an alternate universe.

A home, a haven, an encompassing warmth, an ambivalent feeling of tranquility and fervor, a feeling of complete control yet complete vulnerability are all the feelings the saxophone kindles within me. I began playing the saxophone my freshman year and since then It has become part of my identity. It has become a place for me to truly be free to express whatever it is I wish to express. There are no boundaries to the story I can tell. Whether it is a Bossa nova describing a beautiful wedding, a prelude tracking the adventure of a ship in a storm, or a smooth jazz tune looking at a cloudless, starry night, the feeling of euphoria is the same with each story.

Ever been tested by people, well if you have you would know how that feels. I was tested twice, once by kids at my school and the other by someone (who I want to keep their identity to myself because of personal reasons), and these are people who I thought cared about me but not as much as I thought. The thing that really got to me was what they all said because when I was ten (in my mind I can replay that day like it was just yesterday) the kids told me “you are not worth anything, you will never be anything in your life, why are you still trying to be something that you will never become you are just wasting your time.” About 1-2 months ago the other person told me “you are not worth anything why do you even try it’s not like you can accomplish

Current identity characteristics include: white, female heterosexual and age group 17-30. My new identity characteristics include: first people/ native, bisexual and differently abled. When researching portrayals about this identity I decided to break it down into three separate characteristics. There are stereotypes that go along with my first identity of native. A common one being that this identity is all alcoholics1.

I was introduced to the United States and American culture at the age of three. In the initial three years of my life home came in the form of two locations: a military base in northeastern Peru and the capital, Lima. As a result of the economic instability occurring in Peru, my parents, at the ages of 28 and 29, decided to leave their families and migrate to the United States in order to raise me in a sound environment. Eighteen years have passed since that conclusive action. My parents determined to settle in a suburban cultural melting pot in south Miami called West Kendall.

It is evident that every human being has an accent. It is simply the way someone lets the sounds from vocal cords roll off their tongues. But, accents aren’t such a simple concept. They allow languages to exist and for people to converse and have an understanding with one another. Language is a huge part of defining one 's self-identity.