Personal Narrative: Cannon Hall

In the article, Always go to the Funeral by Deirdre Sullivan, he points out the important things that he was taught when he was in the fifth grade. Although some of the things he was taught by his father he didn’t quite like, he still obeyed his father’s rules. I too can relate to Dee when it comes to attending funerals because when I was a sophomore in high school, within my first semester, I lost three close family members. To begin, the first family member to pass was my great grandfather Clarence, he was 97 when he passed due to his colon cancer. I was pulled out of school the day of his funeral and griefed with the rest of my family.

I’ve gone through hardships and trying to keep my own family together. Someone very dear to my family has passed on and it was one of the most horrible things i’ve experienced as a young child myself. I was 12 too when i’ve experience loss, at the time I couldn’t cope I was in denial and agony. But eventually I had to learn to grow up and accept what has happened and help my family in the process.

1) Please share an experience of a traumatic event or dynamic that you, or someone else, experienced. Last year my uncle died of cancer. The past couple of years he has been battling cancer, it was tough to see him go but I’m glad he’s not suffering anymore.

When I was little about 4or 5 year ago I had lost the closest uncle in my life. I felt broken inside and wanted to cry my eyes out. I could not believe he was gone out of our lives into a new world, he was a brother an uncle and the world to my family. But as I saw mom by his side crying, I knew that moment I had to push aside my feelings and show my mom I was strong in her eyes. At that moment I knew that I had to be considerate to my mom as she cried because I did not want to show a weaker side of me, but to let her know i’m strong enough not to cry by casting my feelings behind me.

This whole experience was alarming at first. I was frightened that the friendship I had developed over the years with my older brother would go to waste. I thought I would be omitted by my family in Texas and I didn 't know what life would be like with my dad and brother thousands of miles away. Well from the moment I stepped off the plane into New Jersey something clicked.

They were there by my side, and many of them understood my pain because they have once lost a grandparent in their life before, they would tell me that the pain would pass by soon, and that life keeps going. At school I piled myself with work from classes I knew I would get distracted I was able to forget my pain. With my grandmother’s passing I saw my future in helping others, and working on the medical field as a nurse. I know you can’t save everyone, but I would like to help them, and make their pain go away, or at least treat them until their final days.

This year the Thursday I was at Montreat, my grandfather passed away. I did not tell anyone until I told my small group after keynote, but I think people knew something was wrong. I was not as bouncy or happy as I usually was, and Sam kept asking me if I was okay. I told my small group about how my aunt had died last year, my uncle a few weeks ago, and then my grandfather the day before. I could barely get through a sentence without

Her face was pale and she held her hand to her head in disbelief. I knew it was grandpa. Although we knew the death of my grandpa was coming, I never actually wanted to experience the loss. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at myself, crying continuously.

Growing up, I’d always thought that death was the worst thing that could ever happen to a person, but it wasn’t until halfway through my sophomore year that I discover the truth. I had never really thought about the horror of watching someone you love wither away into a shadow of their former self; that was something that happened in books and movies, not in real life and definitely not to me. I was only 15 when my grandmother finally decided that it was time to take my mom up on her offer and come live with us. Her motivation? She knew she didn’t have much time left and wanted to spend her final moments at our house with her family.

and I had my door locked, my little sister was so scared she went and got my grandma. My grandma told me to get dressed and get in the car, as I was getting to the car my grandma got a phone call. My great great grandma had passed just then. That whole week I didn’t talk, and I cried all the time.

We woke up full of energy and ate breakfast. My mom had a few more things to pack up. We had to wait for her in the car. As soon as my mom came my dad turned the car on and we started the trip. The roads were very slippery

To the people of Cannon Beach, I, as an airman, would like to formally apologize for my actions and poor decisions made the morning of the nineteenth of August, 2017. My poor behavior put the lives of anyone traveling along Highway 101 at risk. I would also like to personally apologize to the police officer who could have lost their life as a direct result of my decision to drive exceedingly reckless. I would also like to thank the officer for stopping me before any suffering was inflicted by my choices. They have potentially saved another person’s life and saved me the guilt I would have felt had such an awful situation occurred.

We were invited to a friends going away party that day, so we went. While we were there, the atmosphere was so exciting; everyone was laughing, smiling, making new friends, and just having a good time all around. My friend had invited my brother and I to go outside and play on the swings and we did. We challenged each other to see who could go the highest and talked for a little bit, until I felt a buzz in the back pocket of my jeans. It was my phone, so I pulled it out to see who was ringing me.

When I was only a couple of months old my mom and I were stuck in an airport due to delayed flights. The only luggage we had was my diaper bag and a backpack full of baby toys. I was miserable and cranky the whole entire time which didn’t make my mom feel better. At the time I had no idea what was going on but now that will be stamped in my memories forever.

I full of excitement (Absolute), got to packing as soon as I found out. We got there by driving I believe my parents realized their mistake at about hour two because of hearing "are we almost there" every couple of minutes. We left at night so that we could sleep most of the ride, but I couldn’t, I was so excited. When we finally got there, it was amazing and all I had seen was the hotel room. We stayed in the resort so that things were more continent.