A Day in My Life Essay

successful leader is Helen Keller, once she gained language, she gained personal empowerment. After reading Helen Keller’s ”The Day Language Came into My Life”, I realize how much language can offer to life. Helen was struck by an illness at the age of 18 months that left her physically impaired. She was deaf and blind but she overcame that disability and created a meaningful life for herself through language. Helen first learned what language was from her teacher Anne Sullivan, as she said,…

How my life changed in one day: Some of the worse things that can ever happen, end up saving your life and making you grow into the person you are today. It all started when I was in John Ehret high school; I was a typical eighteen year old senior skipping school on the weekdays and partying on the weekends. I was dating a boy named Todd that I thought would do anything for me and loved me just as much as I loved him. We did everything and went everywhere together; we hung out at his house a…

The day my life was turned upside down seemed like just a normal day. I had woken up early because my six month old sister, Addisyn, was once again crying to be fed. I had also once again fallen asleep in my parents bed. I got her up like I normally would do, made her a bottle, and sat down on the couch. I was curious as to where my parents were until I heard a very close gun shot and my step mom outside screaming “CALL 911, CALL 911!” In those short moments I had no idea that I would never see…

rides all turned into life lessons. I found myself nodding, laughing and in awe of how a person could take one simple thing and make it so much more. Each of theses essays brought me back to what Ballenger said, “the personal essayist must always find some way to hitch the particulars of his or her experience to something larger that the reader might share” (pg 73 of The Curious Writer). And that they did. Daniel’s essay “The Necessity of Parades,” takes a goofy St. Patrick’s Day Parade and…

October sixth is just another day, but to me it is much more; it is the day my life was flipped upside down. As a kid, I was always extremely lively, bouncing off the walls everywhere I went. I never slept very much, but that never stopped me from being the epitome of energy. However, the summer before sophomore year things changed. I felt rundown everyday and no matter how much I slept, or attempted to at least, it was never enough. At the time, I was in the middle of my fourth cross country…

Throughout my life I have played various sports including soccer, baseball and basketball. I only played soccer for a few months at the age of 6-7 and it was with 8-12 year olds. I don’t know what my parents were thinking when they put me in that. I remember the first day of soccer too well. In early June 2007, I was almost 7, my parents had taken me to the first day of soccer camp. It was exited to meet new kids, but really did not want to play soccer. I was bad at dribbling the ball between…

The Day My Life Got Turned Upside Down My mother’s shrieks pierced the air. My father’s shouts thundered through the house. Unidentifiable thumps and clatters were heard in the kitchen. I sat crouched at the stop of the stairs with my brother, Nick, tears streaming down my face, barely able to catch my breath. I felt as if I were drowning in my tears. Nick sat next to me, trying to hold it together, telling me everything would be okay. Looking back, he was always the stronger of the two…

June 4, 2010, is a day that I will remember forever; it’s a day that taught me to never take life, family, or friends for granted because you never know when something unexpected, bad or good, will happen and impact your life forever. The day started just like every day has for the past month. We started practicing basketball early that morning, with the same routine as always: stretching, running, layups, and splitting up into two teams and playing against each other. Our coach, Coach Joey, was…

Subject: The day I realized my life was broken Hey [NAME], You know what - Today I WAS going to tell you about how I helped my client and friend Nooshy, who went from wasting her talents on a corporate job she hated to making 4x more money with a business she absolutely loves. It’s a cool story, but to be honest, it might come across like I think I’m one of those braggy gurus with rented Lamborghinis. So I’m going to save that. Instead, I will tell you a not-so-glorious story about the day…

I’ll never forget that day. Why did I read that damn letter? My life. Our life. Everything was destroyed when I ripped open that red envolope. Until that day, I’d never opened her post before, but a handwritten letter is suspicious in this day and age, especially after the postman had already visited. She’d been drifting away for years. The lack of eye contact, the touch and the smiles. My wife even slept on the couch every night for as long as I could remember. I thought that letter would give…