Success in the United States requires no more than hard work, sacrifice, and perseverance…” (283). This myth is debunked by Mantsios, when he made the American profiles of three people, each with a different social class, parents of these people have outlined their children’s lives by their expectations. The upper-class have been given the opportunities that it would take for their children to succeed, such as private schools, expensive gifts, and other chances to improve the skills they need to reach their expectations. With the working-class the expectations are lower and the schooling and skills that are needed are not provided.…
A.I believe the most challenging aspect of working in protective services would be not letting your career consume you physically and mentally. Knowing that there's such a great need out there and you're not always able to help when you want to,would be the most challenging aspect to me . You wouldn't think that it affects you, but it does. The emotional strain of the job and the desire to want to help everyone can be overwhelming.…
The most difficult challenge I had ever faced was overcoming my suicidal thoughts and attempts before it was too late. During my Junior year at Magnolia Highschool, I struggled keeping my sanity in control. Fighting against the conflicting natures of my Samoan cultural traditions, family expectations, religious beliefs, and school standards, causing me to lower my self-esteem and motivation. Currently during this time I was helping support my parents who were living homeless outside on the streets while dealing with the possiblity that I would never seeing my older brother again except behind a glass window. Because of these events I began distancing myself from my family, doing poorly at school, loosing faith in my beliefs, and eventually…
I savor every moment at cheer. I cheer for Xtreme Athletic, XA, on their competitive team. I go to practice for 6 hours each week to attempt advanced skills, tumbling, and stunting. My team has numerous amount of fierce competitor or. We are extremely productive with our time.…
She woke up the way no one wants to: alone, afraid, and not particularly sure of her whereabouts. While panicking seemed to be the most enjoyable action for someone in this scenario, she decided that logic would be the most effective way to cope. As her eyes adjusted to the dim morning light she was able to tell that she was sitting on a bed in a rural shack. Around her were very few items, a dresser on the opposite wall, a nightstand next to the bed, and a dusty and rotting wood chair. The walls were wood, as well as the ceiling and floor, but they were stripped and peeling, worn down by years of water damage and termite infestations.…
Life can be: harsh, cruel, unforgiving, troublesome; you could change that one word to any other adjective and deep down you could still feel that everything is unfair. To some that feeling is a weight that can drag you down and drown you from the inside out. Life isn't good to everyone and it's certainly not going to be fair all the time, it's an unknown concept. Some people think that when life drags them down, and they suffer with their emotions and their thoughts and their hearts at night that they're weak, because they can't survive. But no armor came out of a battle unscathed, because scratches, dents, and deformations showed strength in time.…
One day, I got into arguments and fights with my brother. I said all the mean things to him that made him cry and upset. I didn't realize the things that I was saying until I saw him crying, and he got hurt from the words I said to him. He won't talk to me because all the mean words and things that I said to him made him upset. I felt so bad because I saw him being hurt.…
Ever since I was in elementary school, my siblings have always been near. If I had a problem in school or with a teacher,they helped me with my troubles. Their protection followed me throughout middle school. I had a permanent shield by my side so,you can imagine how drastic it was for me when my sister and brother ended up going to the same high school together and I could not follow.…
I have had numerous angry spouts with my mother, over countless years. It has gotten to the point that it no longer feels like she’s close to me. Since I do care about my mom I decided to do my paper on her. Since my mom has a short temper it was rather difficult to prepare my approach because if I fail it will be a multi hour argument that accomplishes nothing but makes both parties very angry at each other. After many fails and many arguments, I found that it went well all the way up to when I get to the part where I make a request or requests.…
As a middle schooler nothing was better than the relief of stepping of the bus on a Friday afternoon free of homework free of worries. Walking down the street towards my house realization came upon me when reality caught up with what was happening. I approached our driveway the moving truck was being loaded my mom and dad home from work early and waiting there in the drive with a look on their faces like they had to explain how they killed someone. Almost as it was nothing they both explained the plan for the upcoming week. Anxiety, confusion and other emotions filled my mind as I started to pack.…
January 4, 2018 was the day my life changed. I was at my grandmothers house playing Madden 18 then all of a sudden I felt an electric shock through my body. It put me into a deep deep sleep. When I got up I felt different.…
Growing up I’ve always had this burning urge and this desirous want to be just like everyone that surrounded me. I didn’t value or understand the true beauty in being different. When I was younger I used to have this thing about wishing to fit in, and I was always very anxious too. To be honest, I am actually exhilarated that my wish never came true. I have come to realize that I am not here to fit into the world but that I am here to build my own.…
Imagine this, you are outside on a nice, hot summer day and you start to smell the scent of someone cooking some type of meat. Does it smell good to you? Not to me it doesn’t. I’ve been a vegetarian for about four years now and my life has changed all for the better. It was the beginning of the year in sixth grade when I made the life changing decision.…
Life is like a ball game, you often get thrown curveballs when least expected, regardless of the situation you have to stay in the box, you can’t strike out. In a family a child has the privilege of being raised in a household with both their parents, raised in circumstances where only one parent is present, or sometimes live in a situation where there is no parent at all. Luckily in my case I am fortunate enough to have been born in a household in where both my parents are present. However, due to curveballs life hits us with, for a portion of my life I was one of those children who had to grow up with only one parent. In 2012 my mother received a phone call that her brother had passed away, she quickly gathered her belongings and flew directly to Mexico to attend the devastating event with the rest of her family.…
I was born into lower middle class family living in a very eclectic neighborhood in Washington D.C. My parents worked relentlessly to support us and ensure we succeed through life. Ironically, given they spent so much time working, I quickly learned the way of the “latch-key kid”. It’s not like I was neglected; far from it.…