Personal Narrative: In A Rush To Grow Up
In a Rush to Grow up
A year ago all I could think about was, what could be any better than being an adult. I had just been a year into my volunteering for Silver Cord (a school volunteer program) when I begun to think I was capable of working, because I enjoyed being able to give back to the community through Silver Cord. I needed something that would give me the chance to work weekly in the same environment. I thought work could grant me the pass to become a responsible adult. When I was hired the idea of being older, with more responsibility started to wear off. I slowly started to learn that becoming an adult took a lot more effort than anyone could’ve expected.
I remember the first day I walked into my place of work. The sun out and shining hitting my …show more content…
I listened to an elder with gray hair and an uncontrollably shaky hand tell me about her visit to the Midwest. How she spent it with her young energy filled grandkids.
Within the next few weekends, I started to notice things. I noticed that the men with the hats will come every Sunday, pay with the same bill and receive the same change every visit. Also, the big family that shares their Sunday with our work environment chatting about peacefully. With these people, I learned that some people don't bring about boredom nor shock but wonderful stories that can interest any of the listeners.
Laying on my bed one night, I came to the realization that my sister’s words were right. Instead of hurrying to become an adult, I should take the opportunity to learn. Though this job couldn’t make me older than my true age, I figured no job could. I needed far more experience in life before claiming myself as an adult. I could work, budget, and speak with others though, only a teen I would be. A teen who still had a couple of years left till they fully signed their life away to
A year ago all I could think about was, what could be any better than being an adult. I had just been a year into my volunteering for Silver Cord (a school volunteer program) when I begun to think I was capable of working, because I enjoyed being able to give back to the community through Silver Cord. I needed something that would give me the chance to work weekly in the same environment. I thought work could grant me the pass to become a responsible adult. When I was hired the idea of being older, with more responsibility started to wear off. I slowly started to learn that becoming an adult took a lot more effort than anyone could’ve expected.
I remember the first day I walked into my place of work. The sun out and shining hitting my …show more content…
I listened to an elder with gray hair and an uncontrollably shaky hand tell me about her visit to the Midwest. How she spent it with her young energy filled grandkids.
Within the next few weekends, I started to notice things. I noticed that the men with the hats will come every Sunday, pay with the same bill and receive the same change every visit. Also, the big family that shares their Sunday with our work environment chatting about peacefully. With these people, I learned that some people don't bring about boredom nor shock but wonderful stories that can interest any of the listeners.
Laying on my bed one night, I came to the realization that my sister’s words were right. Instead of hurrying to become an adult, I should take the opportunity to learn. Though this job couldn’t make me older than my true age, I figured no job could. I needed far more experience in life before claiming myself as an adult. I could work, budget, and speak with others though, only a teen I would be. A teen who still had a couple of years left till they fully signed their life away to