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Its great to see all of you here today for my Pecha Kucha Presentation. Today, I am going to be talking about some of the lessons that a large event in my life taught me. Even though the event happened a couple of years ago, the things I learned from it still guide me today. I did not consider what I learned from this event until recently until we talked about leadership qualities in class and how different people learn them. Many of you may be wondering what that event was. I know not all of you have had this happen to you but for those of you who it has happen, you know that it stinks. What happened was that my beloved grandma passed away. Her passing wasn’t sudden, but it still shook me hard. I was filled with many sad emotions. I …show more content…
The drive up felt longer than ever and I had mixed emotions because I knew I would get to be able to see some family and friends I hadn't seen in awhile. When we arrived, we were greeted many close and distant family members. In the morning, we went to the cemetary for a private burial for my grandma. I couldn’t help myself from crying and I was very sad. After the private family burial, we drove a short distance down the road to my grandmother's church. When my family arrived at the church, I was stunned by how many people were already there. Instantly, I was peppered by questions from people I had never met or seen in my whole life but they acted as if they new me. I was asked questions that they would not have been able to know about me like how was my lacrosse team doing or how is the weather in Richmond. I then realized that my Grandma had been telling them about me since the day I was born. I knew that my Grandmother loved me a lot but this moment truly proved that she loved me greatly. I learned a few crucial leader qualities from this event. One of those traits was Friendship. My grandmother had been friendly to lots of people which was clearly proven at her funeral. Now, I try my best to be friendly to others because people will not remember what you did but how you made them feel. One of the peers that I interviewed said that I am, “Friendly to everyone and I try to make others happy.” A few …show more content…
We may like something but we are afraid to express it because we are scared about how our peers will judge us. One leadership quality people have to have in order to be successful is bravery. This could be standing up for another classmate or trying something new that is out of our comfort zone. Bravery is a quality that I am proud to say I have which helps me on a day to day basis. A recent experience I had at school showed that I had bravery with the actions I did. What happened was one day our teacher came extremely angry to class and was not in his typical happy mood. He was yelling at everyone and was visibly angry. He then threatened to give the entire class an after school detention , also know as an hour. Even though I was still not sure what we had done, I confessed and said that I had occasionally done what he was talking about. The teacher took me out into the hall and he realized what I had just done. He knew that I wasn’t the one who was playing the music out loud and he knew that I had been more concerned about the class sake then my own. Because of this braveness, the teacher was no longer mad and the next day he came back to class his normal self. In both of my interviews, the person I was interviewing said that I was selfless and brave. For the next 30 seconds, talk to the person sitting next to you and think of a time that you showed bravery and tell them how it made
... funeral home and prepared to walk her out to her grave. The morticians loaded my aunt into the hearse. Everyone was walking behind the hearse until we reached her plot. My uncles and Dad pulled her out of the vehicle onto the bands for the funeral directors to lower her into the ground. Then the priest for what felt like an hour of words and gave the signal to lower her into the ground. While they were doing that, the priest passed out roses. We all threw the roses onto the burial vault and said our goodbyes and went home. When we got home we reflected on the times we had.
I figured someone had passed away, but I didn't think much of it. My father spoke to me in a very calm and soft voice with tears in his eyes. In between his words you could hear the hurt. He told me that my godmother had passed away. I sat there not knowing what to say, but could feel the hurt overwhelm me.
It was July 22nd when I got the phone call that my great grandma was in the hospital. It was so shocking to me I didn’t even know what to think I had just been up there to see her two days ago prior to then. My dad had called me and told me in a calm but of course I know my dad to well to know that he was calm but actually pretty scared and frantic. I was at work and a perk to my job is that I work at a family owned business that is actually close to my family.