Personal Narrative: My Experience With A Group Project

People surrounded me at a table fiddling with pencils and papers as we listened to the directions. Our assigned project; to create a game that taught others a skill. Anxiety washed over me like morning waves; low and creeping. I glanced over to the people who would I work with. Little did I know I would later call this the worst encounter with a group project I’ve participated in, or that I would learn to push through and persevere. First week started and we had become a well oiled machine that plowed through the beginning of the project. All close friends that worked well together ,and anxieties about this project I once had diminished. Our eyes unmoving from the screens in front of us, as our goal seemed within reach. Three members to …show more content…
I came into school the next day only to find everything in shambles. Somehow the the cards I wrote became a mess filled with grammatical errors, the pieces began printing furious plastic tornadoes, and our rules lacked rules! I fell to my knees and yelled to the sky,” No!” At Least, I thought I did. Instead I stood there unmoving as my team worried if I had finally broken. I pulled myself together and started to assign tasks. Our group filled with determination to fix this project! We worked furiously to fix the problems that we suddenly faced first by grabbing our old printed projects in place of those that would not print, laminating the cards that we could, and editing our rule book in a flash. In the heat of panic and stress I heard a solemn voice, “ I did my cards, so what else do I have to do?” I froze.”Oh no!” I thought. Memories flooded back, and I remembered telling Richard to check my grammar on our cards. Simple capitalization problems, improper grammar, but no! Those cards no longer my cards, but his cards.”You completely changed them!” I fumed, and with my glare I put the sun to shame. This project, and this guy had unleashed the gates of