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Personal Narrative: Mr. Schrimpe
As my head comes out of the cold water, my hair dripping, and my mascara smeared I knew in that moment that I was renewed. I walk out of the pool full of passion and happiness to greet my best friend, Elena. As I begin walking out the bathroom I find Elena waiting for me. We hug and cry together in happiness knowing we had done something the both of us believed strongly in. We dry ourselves off and sit down together surrounded by all of our friends watching as the other kids got baptized. The smiles on our faces could not leave as we watched our pastors baptize these kids that we had grown very close to. In my 8th grade year of middle school my best friend Elena and I decide to be baptized before entering high school with the purpose …show more content…
Schrimpe is a kind man who sang with passion and strength. He is always kind to me from me being a brat in 3rd grade to now. He is always there with me through all of it. He took not only takes my academics to heart, but also my mental health. Mr. Schrimpe is blessed with an amazing voice and passion I had never seen before. When my class went on a mission trip last year to New Mexico, every night Mr. Schrimpe would sing worship to us and we would sing back. He created a family within a class of 90 kids in a matter of minutes. Any person that can do that is amazing and has such an inner strength. He puts everyone before himself and is a true hero. That is why I want him to baptize …show more content…
I am unable to stop smiling as I hear the crowd cheer. I can hear my friends yell “Go Lynae!” I begin to wipe my face and be helped out of the pool. I was given a towel as I walk away. As I was walk to the bathroom Elena and I reunite and hug in happiness and renewal at what we had just done. After we hugged we walk back to the bathroom together and dry off. We then went back to our friends. Our friends greet us with open hands and smiles. In that moment I knew I was becoming who I wanted to be. These two people that I wanted to baptize me made me into the person I want to

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