Personal Narrative: Memoir

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Memoir 2 I’ve had to overcome a lot of struggles, but one I remember is before I knew how to open applesauce jars I would have the hardest time trying to open it. After doing it so many times and I couldn’t get it I just stop trying to open them, until one day I read the instructions and it made something hard look easy. All I had to do was read the top but I never did that I just tried to open it and wondered why everyone else could get it open. I nearly broke a few jars out of frustration just because I couldn’t open it. When I finally opened it I felt dumb because it was so simple. Another struggle was when I had to rake all the leave out the yard. I have a big front and back with two big trees and a wood line around back so you could imagine

how many leaves and bags I had to fill up. I filled up like 8 full bags with just leaves, all I had was a rake a shovel and a box of trash bags. I felt like I would never finish, I started at twelve which was a bad idea because it was like 80 degrees no wind blowing. I was out there for like three hours raking leaves in the hot sun by myself, moving bags, and moving sticks. All I got was an ice-cream sandwich and a nap. It wasn’t bad but if I have to do it again it won’t be for free, I lost five pounds and felt like I was washing cars all day. My arms felt like jelly, I sweat an ounce in sweat, and had to move all the bags.

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