Adelaide Teagan-Personal Narrative

When most people hear my full name , “Joann Botani," they automatically assume I'm Italian, but truth is I am actually Middle Eastern. From what I know my dad does have a little Italian in his blood but the name “Botani” actually comes from a city in Turkey. I come from an upper-middle class house hold and I have two younger siblings, a brother and a sister. Being the oldest has its challenges because there is so much expected from me whether it is school, work or social life. I tend to think my younger siblings have it easier because I am the one who pushes the boundaries with my parents and because of that my siblings usually get to do what ever the want because it is not as extreme as what I do. It has always been easy for my younger sister because she is the “princess” of the house but I am my dad’s favorite while my brother is a momma’s boy. My family is very competitive when it comes to school and grades, my little brother and I were always duking it out

I called the constituent, Ms Kathryn Chase, she said that is frustrated that nobody helps her to stop her siblings and her uncle stealing her mother's money and jewelry.

It wasn’t like any other swim practice, no, not like any other I’d ever gone to. No one usually moved to Minot, North Dakota that was also in swimming, so when Emily Pitcher and her family moved to town and came to practice, it was quite a shock for everyone on the team. She moved from Colorado and she had 2 younger brothers and a younger sister as well. They seemed nice enough but there was something about Emily, who was my age, which seemed a bit off.

This year, I have three superb friends. They inspire me to do by best at just about everything. Audrey is inspiring when it comes to Cross Country, something she’s not the best at. Katie motivating when it comes to my writing, and C.j. encourages me to do my best, and always learn more.

"If my men are too scared to return without Hannah Curtis, I will happily let Miss Curtis kill them. There is no room for cowardice in these ranks, boys. I, however, am no coward and an honorable warrior will let me go free back to my Queen." The Commander sounds disgusted as he raises his voice to address me, assuming I'm somewhere near him. Which is true, obviously, yet he can't be sure.

A few months ago I found out about Oskar’s plan. I first received a call from a woman named Abby Black who wanted to talk to him. He wasn’t home at that time, so she explained to me what had happened. Apparently, he visited her not so long ago looking for answers for a key he found inside a vase in his father’s closet. I didn’t know what to believe, so I went to his room looking for evidence. He’s a smart kid and hiding secrets has always been one of his specialties. I looked everywhere, but couldn’t find anything until I opened one of his top closet doors. I was surprised with what I discovered. Everything was there, the 472 “Black” names listed in chronological order starting from Aaron Black; a map with their location and a notebook with the time and years it would take him to meet them all.

Patience is wearing thin , the shocking moment is almost here. Then a miracle happens! A beautiful brown eyed baby is born into this world.

The main character in this story is a Jewish girl named Alicia. When the book

We flew down the bumpy trails with dust in our face. Maria took Rachel and I four-wheeling with some friends. It was two o’clock in the morning and my mom didn't know where we were. Maria Tormanen is my older sister. Maria has a positive influence on me because she is always pushing me out of my comfort zone. She supports me in what i do and she goes after her dreams, I admire that.

Finally he gave me a nod. “Good luck,” an odd few words to say farewell but it was better than nothing.

One of my best friends, Sydney Lane, is a girl who had lived in Colorado Springs, CO her whole life and when she graduated last spring, she decided to take a gap year. We had discussed our mutual interest in traveling, but we were not sure about how to find the opportunities. However, she took the initiative to become a part of multiple programs and go completely out of her comfort zone. Leading up to the day she left, she was terrified of leaving what she had been accustomed to. She left in September, afraid, and the next thing I heard she was having the best experiences of her life. Sydney blossomed from someone who survived on grilled cheese and hung out with a close group of friends, to a girl enlightened by the world- all within a few

There was a beautiful family that had boughten a new house right next to the grain mill they would soon start working at. In that family there was a husband,a wife,and 2 children. The first day in their house was a very nice day,and the family knew that would be the house for them. When everyone was getting ready for bed it became very windy outside. Not long after the wind started and they thought that a tornado could be coming,so the family rushed to their basement which they had not been in yet that day. They went to the basement and listened to the wind that circled around their house. The wind slowed down after about an hour so they knew it was safe to go back up.

I have raised my voice for, and will continue to raise my voice for, people less fortunate than myself. More specifically however, I often stand up for and help my autistic older sister, Abby. Ever since I can remember, I have felt obligated to fulfill my duty as a "little-big brother", because she is older than me. Whether it be taking her to school, taking her to baseball games, or playing "Dogoply" with her, I have tried to imprint a positive attitude on her so that she can continue to grow into an even greater person than she already is. One time after a football game junior year, I was hanging out with my classmates when the topic of Abby came up. They all talked about how they were the best of friends with her and how they loved her. Sure, all of

I know that Alysson and I have been friends for a very long time now, but last week we had gotten into a fight about how someone at the table had taken her spot. During Choir she told me that she felt like I was replacing her, which started the entire argument. I told her that I wasn't replacing her, and I couldn't make the other person move just because she wanted to sit there. She ended up sitting on the floor for a few days until the principal told her to go find a seat to sit in. They got into a small argument, and I tried to convince her to stop arguing with the principal. After our magor fight she had tried to start two more arguments on monday. One during breakfast, and another one during choir. I told her that she could be mad all

I quickly turn around, and standing before me is Treasure. "Oh, you look handsome tonight." I tease, disappointed at her choice in clothes. "You're at your twenty-third birthday party, not going to bible study." I add, looking her up and down. She has on a black long sleeved dress that begins a bit below the collar bone and stops at mid thigh.