A Mixture of Awesome and Horrifying: Dispatch from Jamboree

By Tyler Barna ''17

February 27, 2014

A West Deptford teen straps on a harness and tries to banish his fears as he takes on a high, fast ride through the sky. As someone who is unquestionably terrified of heights, spending a week and a half in a camp made up al...

I came face to face with a gator in Fort Myers

By Johnny Austin '14

May 15, 2012

            One afternoon in Fort Myers, Florida it seemed so peaceful, until the beast came along. My family and I were walking out of our condo to a restaurant about a mile away. When we were walking, I always wondered,...

Rim gets lost in the heart of the Ecuadorian jungles

May 15, 2012

The sunlight faded and darkness soon followed. I went ahead of the group, confident that I knew where I was going, but I didn’t. I was by myself, lost in the heart of the Ecuadorian jungles. I wasn’t that worried though....

The Escape

By Mike MacQueen '13

June 10, 2011

“So when are we going?” said Ian. “In a bit.” I said.             We waited to make sure my parents were taking their daily nap and set out. We were angry at our parents for not letting us go over a friend’s...

My House In The Middle Of the Sea

By Stephanie Fanelli '12

April 15, 2011

When I was eight years old, my grand-mom purchased a park model at Shell Bay Campground. I remember running my hands over its freshly painted walls, thinking it was the coolest thing because it looked like a miniature house. It...

Saltwater in the air

By Lindsay Lentz '12

April 15, 2011

As I stepped out of my car, I could smell the saltwater in the air. I look up at the sky as I walk, and I see the fluffy white clouds in the light blue sky. I was walking up the beach with the hot sand between my toes. I sit on...

Another reason to miss the summer

By Dan Gibson '12

February 28, 2011

            I’ve always preferred the outside shower at my shore house in Ocean City, New Jersey. No particular reason, but I do, and in this instance, it worked in my favor. My little cousins were down, and I had...

My first love was sitting right there

Monica Lane '13

November 14, 2010

It’s hard to remember life before I met him. It’s ridiculous though because when I first met him I couldn’t even remember his name. “Yo Montell, ya braids is fresh as hell,” I blurted out upon noticing his cute friend...

My bed is my escape

Mike Short '12

November 14, 2010

It’s my escape, barely big enough to fit me, but that makes it perfectly snug. It is mine, all mine and no one else’s. It is where most people say they feel completely safe, like an invisible shield locking in your tranquility...

Playing West Deptford Football

Collin Fetty '12

September 26, 2010

This personal narrative was written in Miss Grossmann's class in 2008. It was published on the This I Believe site last year: http://thisibelieve.org/essay/66086/ Most people call it hell, however a select group of kids would...

Personal Narratives