Tuesday, January 24, 2017
Personal Story - What\'s in a Name?
Although I am c tout ensembleed by many c at oncerns and all(prenominal) argon greatly machine-accessible to me, I feel my starting time name most accurately defines me. My graduation name belongs to me as a unique somebody while my last name pertains to a group of people. with my name, I was able to see three significant images which are a terrarium, a beaver, and a mouth. The terrarium and mouth were seen by dint of the twain ns, and the beaver was seen through the y. These three images depict significant experiences that I submit gathered over the years. The first letter n had a shew of a assailable mouth which reveals my personality, values, and passion for eating. The picture depicts the mouth open so that the top and bottom rows of pearly-white teeth are microscopic and the red tongue is overly visible. It represents how I am ever hungry and enjoy taste foods from cultures around the world. My personality is in like manner reflected, for I am extremely sociab le and talkative. Even if the person is a stranger, I would move to engage them into a communion and make them smile or laugh. Eating is also a way for me to connect and obligate with my family and friends since much of communication is civil over meals. For example, on my natal solar day last year, my friends and I noted by eating KBBQ and we were all ecstatic. For three hours, we were laughing, telling jokes, and recalling memories; and overall, we were outgrowth closer and strengthening our bond.\n by means of the second letter n, I drew a picture of a cactus terrarium. 1 nerve of the terrarium represented the day while the the other side represented the night. The day was characterized by bright greens for the cacti and luminous reds, oranges, and yellows for the sunlight. The contrasting night was a mixture of blacks, purples, and blues to represent the mysteriousness of the night sky. A fewer shadows of the desert fox and creep were also drawn. My older sister, Wi nnie, loves cacti and she once told me her w...
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