A Day in My Life Essay

good days but also plenty of bad days. You’ll laugh harder than you ever have before but also cry so much, you don’t know how the tears are still coming. I wish someone would’ve been there to tell me how much I would experience during high school, but no one really knows what the future holds in store. Things are always changing and evolving. But yet, somehow things stay the same — funny how that works. My freshman year, I was a nobody. I mean, I think that’s how everyone feels the first day of…

title, on a cold winter’s day that all changed. When my Father Bernie Madoff came and confessed to my brother and me about a multibillion scandal he has been running since the early 1990’s it changed everything. This grand truth swept the legs from under me. I remembered that it came as such a blow that I had to sit down. I could not even process the magnitude of what he had just told me. The next day this unforgivable truth was breaking news. It took several days for the realization of…

everything. When I live in mexico there was little to eat hardly any places to get a job and I wanted to come here to have a better chance at life. There are many other reason too but these were the main. And I always wanted to go to school so i could start a good life in america. Amercan is a great place but the thing i miss most of all is my friend. My family wanted to go here to the united states because they had family that lived in america and they always talk about how good it was in…

always thought of going back to those childhood days, not to change anything but to feel few things twice.” It has taught me the memorable experience of fear, shame, pain, loss, freedom, forgiveness, happiness, kindness, emotions, achievements which I could not find anywhere else. These things made my today better and help me in stepping ahead each day of my life. In my childhood, I failed many times and seen some worst days in my life, but in all stages, my family was always standing with me.…

I view it more as a story, my story. On my way to America I’m reciting , “Dil Dil Pakistan Jaan Jaan Pakistan”, in my mind.The literal translation of that is “Heart Heart Pakistan Soul Soul Pakistan”. I was the definition of a stereotypical immigrant. A heavy Pakistani accent, for sure a curry lover, and of course I wanted to go to Harvard, the only option available for me. Inspired by the fact that America was the one and only place that I would be able to achieve my dreams, I embarked on a…

years old I took my brother downstairs to watch television with me. I specifically remember him acting differently and not normal. Something did not feel right so I called my parents. My parents came downstairs and took his temperature, he had a fever. My parents decided to take him to the hospital. The doctor decided to test my brother and discovered that he had cancer. My baby brother was diagnosed with Leukemia. This little boy, who we thought would live a long healthy life, ended up being…

The silent killer; It forever changed my families lives and mine. I woke up and the day seemed calm, quiet and happy but little did I know that from this day forward and for the next three months my life would forever change. I hear the words over and over again in my head “You need to get checked out because you don’t look good” I instantly felt a lump in my throat and I thought to myself this is not good. Easter April 2012, up until this day my life was the best it had ever been. I had…

Since the first day of class, we have been discussing what it means to be an educated person and what qualifies you to be one. There are so many answers to that question and everyone will have a different point of view about it. An educated person can be anyone who just graduated high school, a doctorate student, or even a college dropout; the possibilities are endless and there is not one straight forward definition of what an educated person is. To me an educated person is a person who is…

early morning of July third, my mind began racing frantically with doubts on this upcoming endeavour I was entering into. I had been feeling anxious and detached from my friends and family the weeks prior to finding the advertisement for the retreat at my local yoga studio one night. The words relaxation, recover and renewal were bolded on the sign, which immediately grasped my attention. It was fate. This discovery could not have shown itself at a better moment in my life. I took one of the…

The Good and the Bad in a Nursing Home. May 9, 2012 is the day that I started working at Adams Lane Care Center. I expected to go into work and it was going to be just how my classes explained them; however, it was much different. On the day I started at Adams Lane, I learned about how badly the residents can be treated by the staff, I learned that family and friends are one of the most important concepts in life, and I learned that life is a lot shorter than what we think. Before I started at…