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  • Miracle League Narrative

    Being involved in the community will change ones life. It was my senior year in high school until I realized what happens when one gets involved in their community. Being involved in the Miracle League not only helped the kids, it helped me as a person. I still remember the first time I went to the Miracle League. It was a tradition of my baseball team to go to the Miracle League once a year. I was nervous, and did not know what to expect. It was a steaming hot Saturday morning the day we went. I could feel the joy in the air as I walked in the park. I walked up to the front desk and received my name tag. There I was told that volunteering at the Miracle League was a huge contribution to the community. I did not fully understand what she meant until later that game. We walked to the dugout and were greeted by crowds of kids wanting to be our "buddy." The joy on their face made me realize what hanging out and playing baseball with them really meant. I was choosing to be Jacks "buddy" I said, "Jack your up, hit a homerun!!" He looked back at me with a face that showed pure happiness. The crack of the bat sounded, and we ran. He would only run the bases if I held his hand, so we sprinted around and scored. As the game ended and we left, Jack was upset because he had so much fun, and now it was over. At this moment, I understood what being involved with this program did for the community. I felt a responsibility to become a…

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  • Personal Narrative: Keeping Up With My Personal Niyamas

    While this past month has not been easy for me to keep up with my personal niyamas, it has definitely allowed me to gain a deeper insight into myself and learn some new things along the way. My first niyama I chose to focus on was purity. While everyone can always strive to eat better of exercise more, I wanted to do something personal and something I have been effected by for a long time. I have been biting my nails for longer than I can remember, and I know my nails are too short. I am…

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  • Personal Narrative: The Only Possible Things In My Life

    the NBA would be the only possible thing I would be able to do in life. It did not happen and I was kind of lost for a point in my life with not knowing what to do with myself. After I graduated high school I decided eventually to go play basketball at the local junior college and it just didn’t feel the same for me and I lost a lot of confidence in myself in about everything. For the first time in my life I quit a team which was a huge mistake and something I should have stuck out and did…

    Words: 1720 - Pages: 7
  • Value Of Integrity Essay

    Have you ever found ten dollars laying on the ground? What did you do with those ten dollars? Majority of society will be dishonest and take the money. They may use it for whatever they please. The minority of society will have the integrity to give the money to authorities or leave it where they found it. This shows that integrity is more than being honest; it is showing moral traits, your response on how you show integrity or if you don’t show none. Integrity is doing something good or morally…

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  • Descriptive Essay: Hunting For The Buffalo

    The ground was shaking. I stood still for a brief moment. It was a herd buffalo running towards a cliff. They were running through the field, as if it was away from someone. I took a second glance and saw that it was my people which the buffalo were running away from. Everyone that was in my band was chasing after the buffalo, including my daughter. Had I known that they were going on a hunt I would have gone with them. It was in that moment that I knew something didn’t feel right. In Alberta,…

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  • Personal Narrative: I Call His Bugger Boy

    I was a young boy in the 2nd grade at Muldoon Elementary. I Will not be using the actual names but let's call this kid Kyle. Kyle had a very bad flu and always snorted and sniffed his buggers up. I Remember he smelled weird too, he also always sneezed in his shirt and wiped his buggers with his shirt. He wasn't a bad kid, he was smart and nice, he was one of my peers but I didn't really know him. All I wanted to be was funny and popular. First, Kyle was a lonely kid because no one liked to be…

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  • Vocational Rehabilitation Case Study Plan Examples

    Hello Ms. Finkelman, I would like to express my sincere thanks that you have taken time out of your schedule to work with me on my Vocational Rehabilitation Case. I’m aware that you made an exception to your busy schedule to even see me on Monday, 26 October, at 10:30 am. That is why I wanted to ensure that I express my thoughts to you in a written correspondence that you might reference in my absence. Requesting vocational rehabilitation services to attain a doctoral degree is not the normal;…

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  • Personal Narrative: How Home Changed My Life

    I had a considerable day and night after we spoke. I immediately had a family meeting where some brutal honesty came into play for all of us. I heard everything you said, your concerns, and more so disappointment. I think that’s the part that hurt the most. In fact writing this saddens me. I do believe before I came to your home I was lost and still very much so learning. In all, from the moment I got the home my main objective was to keep this gem, raise Grace and not upset the process. That…

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  • Mental Disorders In Stephen King's The Eyes Of The Dragon

    During the 1980’s, Stephen King wrote The Eyes of the Dragon for his little girl because she wasn’t exactly a fan of the books he normally wrote. A majority of his fans rejected the book because it wasn 't up to par with the present horror in his previous writing. In the book, Misery, Paul Sheldon feels the same way. Trapped in the stigma of Misery Chastain and feels as if he can 't escape it. But, when Paul Sheldon does attempt to write something different like Fast Cars, Annie Wilkes, his #1 …

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  • Narrative Essay About Going To School

    The next day, I woke up slowly, not wanting to go to school. But hey I’m a teenager, and what teen wants to go to school? Oh yeah, people that actually have friends. And guess what! I don’t have any friends. I went to school as normal and went straight into my first period, AP Calc. Our class is very small, due to many kids not being smart enough to take the class. I was the first one here, which is becoming very normal. But soon after, a tall male walked into the classroom and started…

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