Category: Personal Narrative

By Julia X. My first time in the kitchen was when I was seven years old. At that time, I could only watch my parents saute the cabbages,…

By Tiffany Z. Peering out of the dirty car window and into the harsh and blinding sun, I could feel the steady thrum of the car engine,…

By Catherine S. I knew I should go; I knew I should be out in the pool, practicing with everyone else at six in the morning, but my…

By Dorothy Z. My aquamarine floatie struggles to keep me afloat as my arms and legs flail about. The smile on my face slowly grows as I…

By Prince X. When I was six, my schedule changed, and there was a big gap between my Chinese class that ended at 1:30 and my Kung Fu…

By Jeanne L. I stared out the window and watched the tiny droplets of water drip down the glass. As the bus parked at Tawasentha Park, my…

By Sarah S. Going to school in Beijing was an unforgettable, mysterious adventure. I had a lot of fun going to school there. Laughing…

By Steven W. Beijing was one of the most heavily polluted places back in 2015. Every day, you could feel the horror of breathing in…

By Sahana Rajkumar The morning air was filled with excitement, and a cool summer breeze hit my face as we drove towards the towering…

By Annie Z. “Swoosh.” The car zoomed past buildings varying in sizes. I stared diligently into the distance, silently tapping my finger…