Personal Narrative: Growing Up As A Big Girl
When I was a little girl, all I wanted was to grow up and be like the big girls. That was my dream. I wanted to stay up late. I wanted to drive. I wanted a boyfriend. I wanted to play varsity basketball like the big girls I saw on the court. I wanted to go to college just like them. I had no idea the real meaning behind any of these activities. Now that I have experienced all these activities, I can’t seem to think of anything better than being a little girl again. As a little girl, I lived a carefree life where the worst thing that happened was someone stuck their tongue out at me. I never realized that growing up would be so complicated. In sixth grade, my dad had an accident at work. He broke his leg and became immobile for sixth
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My accident has made me a stronger person. I can now handle difficulties with ease. It’s made me realize how grateful I am to live and how thankful I am to have my family and loved ones. I know that although I consider myself an adult, I still have a lot of growing up to do. I have many lessons yet to learn. When I was little I had no idea what events life would throw at me. Looking back, I wouldn’t change any of them. They’ve helped me develop who I am. As a little girl, I didn’t understand that the big kids only stayed up late because they had to get schoolwork done. I couldn’t grasp that driving a vehicle was such a big responsibility with many risks accompanying it. I didn’t realize that having a boyfriend meant more than having a guy friend. Now that I’ve been playing varsity basketball for three years, I recognize that I now have little girls looking up at me with wide eyes, dreaming about the day they can step into my shoes. They’re who I used to be and one day they’ll be in my shoes. They’ll be my age and they’ll want nothing more than to be little again. Just like I did. Someday they’ll have similar experiences like me. They’ll become stronger, wiser, and smarter. They’ll be ready to take on the world. Just like
My accident has made me a stronger person. I can now handle difficulties with ease. It’s made me realize how grateful I am to live and how thankful I am to have my family and loved ones. I know that although I consider myself an adult, I still have a lot of growing up to do. I have many lessons yet to learn. When I was little I had no idea what events life would throw at me. Looking back, I wouldn’t change any of them. They’ve helped me develop who I am. As a little girl, I didn’t understand that the big kids only stayed up late because they had to get schoolwork done. I couldn’t grasp that driving a vehicle was such a big responsibility with many risks accompanying it. I didn’t realize that having a boyfriend meant more than having a guy friend. Now that I’ve been playing varsity basketball for three years, I recognize that I now have little girls looking up at me with wide eyes, dreaming about the day they can step into my shoes. They’re who I used to be and one day they’ll be in my shoes. They’ll be my age and they’ll want nothing more than to be little again. Just like I did. Someday they’ll have similar experiences like me. They’ll become stronger, wiser, and smarter. They’ll be ready to take on the world. Just like