Category: Personal Experience

Personal experiences are essentially what we feel and are aware of from moment to moment, often the outstanding events that resonate with us, we consider more of an experience. Instead of pinpointing a specific event in my life where I couldve applied resilience, Id like to approach a more relatable and reoccurring personal experience of…

I enjoy reading and learning about track and field especially about very talented athletes. The book that caught my eye was, See How She Runs, Marion Jones & the Making of a Champion. This book is really interesting to read about a young athlete achieve her dreams of being in the Olympics and to see…

I came to Cleveland from San Diego on spring break 2013. I am 11 and in middle school and moved here because my mom and dad had a job transfer and I had to come with them. We came by car with a trailer with all our stuff and it was the most boring thing…

I am tired of this old me! I need a new and improved me that would change some aspects in my life. I need something or someone that would help me overcome obstacles that I cannot get passed. Maybe my parents, siblings and friends will help, or maybe I can do it on my own.…

Being the youngest child of immigrant parents has impacted my views on the world in many ways. Growing up, my parents would tell my sisters and me stories about what it was like to live in India, as well as the cultural shock they received when they arrived in America in 1996. My dad would…

Introduction Before starting the course OB & HRM, I expected to develop my proficiency in the understanding of the human factor in organizational structure. On the basis of the lectures, tutorials, and study material, I forecasted that I would have to deal with interesting issues regarding organizational behavior and human resource management. This included but…

My life is ineffable. Sometimes I wonder if my life can be counted as an oxymoron. So sour, yet so sweet. An organized madness. Sane insanity? When one thing happens, another follows; being contradictory to the first. Or maybe an anaphora? Always starting the same tedious way, but always ending differently. Perhaps my life is…

Personal Narrative: The Weekend Campout One weekend during the summer a couple of years back I had decided to host a campout and have a few people over to stay the night in tents in my woods and my backyard (which consists of a 5-acre open field with a big fire pit for parties). There…

We can all agree that its nice to have a little break from our daily routines. I still remember the road trip my family and I took to Lake of the Ozarks and Rogers, Arkansas. It was a two-day vacation we took in 2017. Some days earlier, my dad got back from work with some…

My holiday trip to remember I ever had was 9 years ago, with my husband for our honeymoon. We went to a small island called Langkawi, off the west coast of Peninsular Malaysia. It was the furthest away I had ever travelled, and I remember feeling so excited to be going on an adventure for…