Childhood Evaluation Essay
Running Head: Childhood Evaluation Essay
Module 2 - Case
Childhood Evaluation Essay
Ian J.A. Troxell
TUI University
Childhood Evaluation Essay
Deep inside every person’s heart, one’s own childhood know-how forges the most precious recollections one has. There could be just one or numerous past experiences, a myriad of rotating memories formed between childhood and adolescence, which make the two so memorable. For they give birth to life altering lessons about the human spirit. Depending on the nature of the experience, one’s limited world view, and maturity, each memory can be just as impressionable as the next, whether good or bad. During my sixth year in school, I was generally solitary; I was the Belgian boy …show more content…
There I stood, fists clenched, ready to defend my self and stand up for all the unpopular kids. My eyes fixated on the faces before me; although, I was ready to land a punch any time soon, my knees told the truth; they agitated wildly. My new found friends cheered me on as I continued to stand my ground. I heard, “Give them what they deserve!” Just then, just as I believed I had a purpose, I was a savoir, ready to score one for the little guys, one of the bullies grabbed me by the neck and flung me into a locker. Dazed, but confident, I charged. Just then as I looked out of the corner of my eyes, I saw my friends running for their lives. There I was squirming from the building pain and trying to rotate out of the vicious choke hold when at that very moment I wish I would have foreseen my friends fleeing from our fight for justice, for me. Betrayed and abandoned, I lost all resolve. The bullies could not hurt me anymore than my so called friends. I did my best to stave off the hurtful blows, but my effort was futile. The bullies, now empowered, pulled me across the floor, took my lunch money, and shoved me into a locker. I lain there subdued and dumbfounded from what happened. When I went home that day, I thought about the occurrence and I assured myself that it was my obvious error and not my friends’ for what had happened. Maybe I was too eager to restore order or pay them back for making my life
Module 2 - Case
Childhood Evaluation Essay
Ian J.A. Troxell
TUI University
Childhood Evaluation Essay
Deep inside every person’s heart, one’s own childhood know-how forges the most precious recollections one has. There could be just one or numerous past experiences, a myriad of rotating memories formed between childhood and adolescence, which make the two so memorable. For they give birth to life altering lessons about the human spirit. Depending on the nature of the experience, one’s limited world view, and maturity, each memory can be just as impressionable as the next, whether good or bad. During my sixth year in school, I was generally solitary; I was the Belgian boy …show more content…
There I stood, fists clenched, ready to defend my self and stand up for all the unpopular kids. My eyes fixated on the faces before me; although, I was ready to land a punch any time soon, my knees told the truth; they agitated wildly. My new found friends cheered me on as I continued to stand my ground. I heard, “Give them what they deserve!” Just then, just as I believed I had a purpose, I was a savoir, ready to score one for the little guys, one of the bullies grabbed me by the neck and flung me into a locker. Dazed, but confident, I charged. Just then as I looked out of the corner of my eyes, I saw my friends running for their lives. There I was squirming from the building pain and trying to rotate out of the vicious choke hold when at that very moment I wish I would have foreseen my friends fleeing from our fight for justice, for me. Betrayed and abandoned, I lost all resolve. The bullies could not hurt me anymore than my so called friends. I did my best to stave off the hurtful blows, but my effort was futile. The bullies, now empowered, pulled me across the floor, took my lunch money, and shoved me into a locker. I lain there subdued and dumbfounded from what happened. When I went home that day, I thought about the occurrence and I assured myself that it was my obvious error and not my friends’ for what had happened. Maybe I was too eager to restore order or pay them back for making my life