Personal Narrative: My Life In Van Doren Avenue School

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Moving from Jersey City into a small home at the crossroad of Van Doren Avenue and Kimball Street, my family started their life in Chatham when I was eighteen months old. My parents enrolled me in Chatham United Methodist Church Preschool, and then into Milton Avenue School for Kindergarten. This is where I made friends with people I am still very close with today. Kimball Street was the perfect setting for my early childhood. It was a safe and quiet street where I could explore and play; the neighbors were friendly, everyone watched out for the safety of the children, and the Milton playground was less than a two minute walk away. I imagine an old polaroid filter on the world when I think back on the days that I spent outside, riding cheap …show more content…
I swim but I hate practice, I’m a Boy Scout but I don’t enjoy bureaucracy, and I led church retreats for Saint Patrick Youth Ministry but don’t fully believe in god ( and I’m supposed to hate hypocrites).
I get bouts of extreme curiosity and interest for certain topics and then research them for a long time, until I consume everything I can about the subject, or I stop caring. But something odd happened, during one of my episodes of interest, which happened to consist of watching those two movies a day that I spoke of earlier. My interest did not seem to let up, there was so much more to learn, it only intrigued me more, and I couldn’t learn it all by reading or watching on the internet.
I was already quasi-pursuing an interest in film, but this was lift-off for me. I have done everything in my power, up to this point, to learn everything about film. I have taken a college class with the School of Visual Arts where I made a short film, volunteered with my Uncles Film Festival, and taken every class my high school has to offer regarding film. I am working as hard as I can to make this a viable lifestyle course. I want to do what I love but also make somewhat of a living on

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