Personal Narrative: Marshall Challenge To Fun Home

Decent Essays
Briefly describe your final feelings on the weekend’s work now that it is over: I feel that this was a good class weekend. I thought I learned valuable information from my group, from my other classmates, and from my professor. I thought meeting with our group for the first night and figure out our roles was a great way to start the night. I felt playing Cards against Humanity was a good way to do group bonding. I felt the group discussion over patron-driven collection development was good to understand where we each stood on our ideas or our systems ideas of collection development and policy. Finally, I thought the Marshall Challenge to Fun Home was an amazing experience. I thought each person was given enough time to research and make

Related Documents

  • Improved Essays

    They say the goal in life is to live the “American Dream” and I would say I am living it head first. It all started when the time in my life came to pick an Univeristy to attend, and boy am I ecstatic with my decision to attend West Virginia University. WVU opened so many doors for me; however, if it was not for my family, I would not be where I am today. I was very content with going to my local University and living at home because that was comfortable to me, but my family encourged me to find a new start.…

    • 418 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Decent Essays

    I was 13 years old, just starting off high school, when I realized what this dark cloud that’s been floating over me for the past couple of months really is. It wouldn’t be until more than a year later until I seek out professional help. It started off innocently enough as just a feeling of constant emptiness at the pit of my stomach. It slowly turned into randoms bouts of extreme rage, where I’d take out my anger physically, not just on the walls and mirrors of my childhood home and not just on my family, but on myself. I couldn’t understand why I felt this way, why I wasn’t “normal”.…

    • 207 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Throughout my life, I have been the victim of several burglaries. At the age of seven, someone, in broad daylight, broke into our house and shot my dad in the chin. I was displaced to my aunt's house for weeks and missed most of my 1st grade year. When I was seventeen, I walked in on my home being robbed by some local kids. They were upstairs when I came into the house and escaped through a window, but the idea that I could have come home earlier still haunts me.…

    • 1162 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Personal Narrative: Home

    • 346 Words
    • 2 Pages

    Kevin was starting to get angry because his father was not listening to him. Kevin said " If you do this then this will help out Cromwell." Howie said "But can’t you just train him in the back yard." "Yes but this program will make him more active than he is. This will really help him dad."…

    • 346 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Home-Personal Narrative

    • 2171 Words
    • 9 Pages

    The last beams of sunlight fade away behind the houses across the street. The soft sound of yarn being pulled out of its roll is drowned out by the chatter of a news anchor on the tv. Cheryl Austin sits in her chair, crocheting a boot cuff out of a deep blue yarn. Occasionally she looks up when her husband speaks, or when something interesting happens on the tv. In streaks her two dogs, Koko and Andi, growling and yipping at each other playfully.…

    • 2171 Words
    • 9 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Personal Narrative-Home

    • 492 Words
    • 2 Pages

    I feel someone shake my shoulder gently. "Nooooo. " I groan, curling up more into Hermann's parka. My head pounding and my throat scratchy. "Newton, please let me take your temperature," I hear Hermann request calmly from above me, "I've been nice enough to not make you move, you really need proper rest."…

    • 492 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    The story you are about to read is true. You have not heard, Because”They” didn’t want you to hear it. There has Never Been a quiet day in Xander’s life. Ever since he came out of the womb, His life has been noisy and boisterous, Xander never knew what quiet was because he never experienced silence, he had only heard the word from his older foster brother Mitchell when their caretaker, Ms.Melina was around She was a beautiful woman, but not Relatively sweet,…

    • 2282 Words
    • 10 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Personal Narrative-Home

    • 309 Words
    • 2 Pages

    A few hours later Lana and I are washing the dishes with the sound of Emma and Jim booing the baseball game playing in the other room. "How do you think your finals went?" I ask and hold a plate out for her to take. "I think they went good." She says and begins to rinse and dry the one I gave her.…

    • 309 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Personal Narrative-Home

    • 717 Words
    • 3 Pages

    As she started away, his low tone stopped her. " Sumi?" She paused to look back at him. Biting his lip in an adorable manner that was identical to the one Dancer used, he glanced to his uncle. "I know what you and Dancer did."…

    • 717 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    Personal Narrative-Home

    • 1298 Words
    • 6 Pages

    The Wet had awoken me again. Much like the patients of the hospice ward, it too had taken permanent residency amongst us feeble, withering souls. Its humid and ungodly presence magnified the discomfort I felt laying between the crisp, sterile sheets of the hospital bed. My senses were only exposed to the incessant beeping of heart monitors, the irritating glare and buzz of the fluorescent lights and the wretched stench of the Wet. But a soft glare from the moon that bathed the room with light radiates a strikingly minimalistic but beautiful aura.…

    • 1298 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Personal Narrative-Home

    • 672 Words
    • 3 Pages

    His footsteps cause the floorboards to sag and groan, the creaking growing louder as the approaches. I scramble for the lightswitch before the man can get any closer. I flick on the light and spin around only to see an ominous shadow shoving an odd-smelling cloth into my face. As I take another breath, grogginess overwhelms my senses and my vision blurs. I lose control of my body and, finally, my mind goes blank, slipping into oblivion.…

    • 672 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    Personal Narrative-Home

    • 1463 Words
    • 6 Pages

    Michael didn’t always enjoy working at the coffee shop. Costumers could be absolute dicks and pay could be better. One thing he absolutely liked about the job was messing with Ana. Ana was short- topping out at 5’ 3”. His short coworker refused to accept her height, often trying to reach plates or cups in high places.…

    • 1463 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Personal Narrative-Home

    • 853 Words
    • 4 Pages

    “Will you talk to her?” The question is directed towards Lucas, nodding, he gives you a hug goodbye. “Yeah, of course. She’ll come around.”…

    • 853 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Personal Narrative-Home

    • 1030 Words
    • 5 Pages

    Sitting at the kitchen table, the pitter-patter of the rain striking the window is a calming distraction. My chin rests on my steepled hands as I contemplate how I will break the news to Cheri. Cheri unlocks the front door and steps into the apartment. “Hi, Hon. What a mess out there.…

    • 1030 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    My childhood wasn’t like everyone else’s and I had to grow up just a little bit faster than my friends. I was the product of two unhappy people staying together, just trying to make things work. There wasn’t any real love between my parents from the beginning, and it only got worse from there. To the outside world, we were the perfect family.…

    • 581 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays