Narrative Essay on New York City Essay

Of the places I've gone that have importance to me, New York City stands out. In 2011, I was there for the second time on a spiritual excursion with a group of zealots I called friends. At the start of the journey, I had no premonition this trip could have changed my life. My parents look back on the pilgrimage as what strengthened their faith, on the contrary, I remember it as what destroyed mine. To others in my caravan it was the holy grail. The center of true worship was separated into three locations, one in the heart of Brooklyn. Their relationship with New York was complicated, as the history of the religion coincided largely with the city’s. However, there was always a disdain. I love New York City for its transparency and diversity, yet I recall overhearing discussions about why the staff at the religious headquarters despised the rising metropolis. “They don't even care anymore. The homosexuals hold hands as they're walking down the street! How vile must they be, sharing their sin with others.” I'd hear a fellow member aver in disgust. After all, there's nothing more vile that a blithe deviant. Another would respond, “Well, I know they're sick and deranged. They are just as violent! They must have the demons on their side.” I never fought them,…

becomes full pointe. The curtain pulls out from the sides of the theatre dramatically, the stage lights radiate heat to the taped, marley floor, and the backstage darkness lights up sharply with a glimmer. The Youth America Grand Prix has begun. Traveling across the country and arriving at JFK airport earlier that week with my delicate pointe shoes weighing down my carry-on bag, I knew I was here for one reason, to shine. Something about New York just makes you feel like you have a larger…

New York City. I look around the signs on the streets and can’t remember where I am. Ilyssa looks over at me and we are both confused. The streets and signs don't look familiar to us at all and we are both frighten. We are lost. We step out of the car and my eyes are carried to the skyscrapers hovering the city. The cold air brushes past me and the blue sky is covered in clouds. I feel a chill run up my bones and my fingers begin to freeze. It's so cold out and all I have on is a sweatshirt of…

Apple New York City is the place that everyone dreams of visiting. From the building, to the city lights, everyone wants to see the city that never sleeps. I remember being six years old and seeing NYC on the news while sitting on my couch in my living room in Poland. All the tall building and city streets did not fail to quickly capture my attention. Before I knew it my parents and I were on the plane and ready to move to NYC. Not knowing what to expect, I was excited yet very nervous at the…

I’m Lauren. I’m a 16 year old girl who lives in a small town called Miniville. My family and I are going to be moving to New York city in two days. I’m not sure if I’m ready for it. I’m going to miss this place with my friends that I’ve got to know so well throughout my life. The reason we are moving is because my dad got a promotion for a new job there. I’ve heard some things about New York. I’ve heard about how big the city is, the people, and the food. The one thing I haven’t heard about is…

opportunity arose to travel to New York City, with my friend Zach. My school’s basketball team was participating in a National tournament at Yeshiva University, where my friend Zach’s brother had an apartment nearby in Washington Heights. Hearing about the safety issues in the Heights, my parents didn’t want me roaming around the city without any adult supervision. With the backing of my Uncle Richard, who live in the Upper East Side, I began to plan my trip. Brainstorming with my uncle…

the Philippines. However, I was worried about college starting and whether I would like it or not because it was something so new that I wasn’t accustomed to. I was more worried about college than the roaring of the storm outside my window. “Take this,” my grandmother whispered, interrupting my thoughts. She passed me a handheld candle. “Thank you,” I whispered back, taking the candle and holding it up to the foggy window. It was difficult to comprehend how a week ago I was in the United…

Mr. Nelson Honors World History May 22, 2024 The Life of Joe Luciano: A Journey of Historical Significance This essay aims to delve deep into the captivating life story of Joe Luciano, a pivotal figure in American history known for his complex and multifaceted personality. Despite being infamous for his involvement in organized crime and being associated with a series of illicit activities and orchestrating numerous murders, Luciano's role as a covert operative aiding the United States during…

Williams College, he quit school and moved to New York City, finding work in bookstores and at the New York Public Library, where he could freely indulge his passion for T. S. Eliot, D. H. Lawrence, James Joyce, and e. e. cummings, as well as Charles Baudelaire and Gustave Flaubert. In 1927, after a year in Paris polishing his French and writing short stories and nonfiction essays, Evans returned to New York intent on becoming a writer. However, he also took up the camera and gradually…

Jacob Riis was a Danish immigrant journalist, photographer and a social reformer who exposed the poor living conditions of people in New York City. Jacob Riis wanted to improve the lives of people living in poor conditions and people who were underprivileged; he felt as if it was his duty to provide for them because he was a reformer. His groundbreaking work, “How the Other Half Lives,” utilized stark images and compelling narratives to expose the appalling living conditions of the poor,…