Personal Narrative Analysis

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Yesterday at work, I was helping an older gentleman find a pair of hiking boots. I was asking basic questions about what he was using them for and so forth. He begins to tell me he had to drive 2 hours to the city, so he thought he'd stop in to get a pair of hiking boots for his upcoming trip. I ask why he had to come down to the cities, and he told me he had to get treatments once a month for his bone cancer. I began to get sympathetic because obviously cancer is a terrible thing. He looks at me and says, "if you put a smile on your face and look at all the positives in life, you can conquer anything." He then tells me he's had bone cancer for 5 years, and he just tries to keep a smile on his face at all times because life is too short. Then

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