I, Brenda Isabeles-Chaves, am a 17 year-old teenage girl that was born in Vallejo, California but was raised in Napa, California. I come from a family of four. My parents were born and raised in Mexico in a place called Tuxpan, Jalisco. Then there is my younger brother, whom I tend to always fight with. Even though I only have one sibling, I have cousins that over the years I have come to consider as siblings.…
Prior to beginning the masters of occupational therapy program it was as if I was an ancient wanderer in the dark ages, eager to learn new ideas and discover new places not sure what the world would throw at me next. Over the next eight years I found myself at a series of personal crossroads one encounters during life’s journey. Not the crossroad where one sells their soul to the devil for some magical power. It was more of one of those forks in the road, a kin to the Robert Frost Poem, where one path leads to life A and the other leads to life B. Crossroads that impacted my future, shaped who I am and my character, influenced life changes, which led to a transition that will influence me and my family for generations to come. I come from…
My person is Mae c. Jemison. I chose her because she is so inspiring to other african american female women. She shows them that females can do more than what the society labels them to do. I bet it was her for her because she was the only African american female in NASA at the time. Lets see how her life went.…
I Am Betty a 79 to woman and I live on the streets of Phoenix Arizona, I Am homeless person now because I lost my stable job and couldn't pay it anymore the fire I was evicted and left out in the street with the little bit of my belonging that I could get out of the house, I while I was sitting down in the 120 degree Arizona heat looking at people walk by and panhandling. I was approach by a man who wanted to take a photo of me, I thought ‘’wow’’ who can this man be and I told him for what he explained that it's for a photo project that he is doing and he wants me to be in it so therefore. I told him ‘’ Yes” but. First I need to brush my hair and put the little makeup I had found in the trash last week out by a beauty salon and put out my cigarette.…
There are a lot of words that come to my mind when I hear the name "Dairl Reece. " Emotions flood my brain as I consider all aspects of this one man. My grandpa is cantankerous, precise, and hard to love at times. However, he is loving, fun, and definitely follows the will of God. Dairl, or McKinley, is an average sized man.…
This experience in a leadership position made my desire to join the military grow exponentially. What was once just an interest soon turned into my greatest passion. I knew that being in the military was my destiny, and I would do anything to achieve my goal. As soon as graduation came I was at the recruiting station talking to representatives of the various branches. I had assumed that…
Growing up in a Vietnamese family in America, the value of life is highlighted by working hard and knowing your roots. Stories about family hardship and history told from the older generation in my family are mostly ones of war. I have heard many different elements of war: war crimes, anticommunist sentiments, and the escape from Vietnam. Hearing these stories has always resonated with me, motivating me to work hard for the sacrifice of those before me. In that sense, I worked rigorously to provide myself an education from the College of Natural Sciences at the University of Texas and was excited about pursuing a professional health career.…
Hi, I'm Jannie Watts, daughter of Angelo and Jessica, I was born in United States of America, New York. I grew up in New York and I flew along with my brother to Los Santos after I've finished my degree. Our lives were good as a young people. We were interesting of business, we made money. And when my brother made enough money he bought a business in Los Santos, The Obsidian Club.…
My mother; devastated she gave birth to a ¾ Cherokee Indian baby and refused to nurture me as an infant. At the age of 5 months my grandmother from Cincinnati, unofficially adopted me from my mother in Swannanoa, North Carolina due to alleged gross abuse and sexual misconduct. This was a fortunate tragedy for me due to the novelty of having a Cherokee baby in Ohio and my grandmother mothered me as her own. Being a unique baby helped family and strangers fall in love with my dark skin and unusual eyes, but this unfortunately passed.…
Who am I? That is a very deep question. I think the only way I can answer that truthfully is by saying, I do not know exactly who I am, but I know who I want to become. I want to become a well rounded individual, someone who everyone likes and looks up too. I want to be someone my family can be proud of.…
When I consider my future the Army ROTC Program is sitting upon the horizon. There are many reasons I have come to the decision fully committing to joining the Army ROTC Program. Throughout my high school career, I have been an integral part of the JROTC Program. I do not come from a military family, but decided to join the JROTC Program because I wanted to be physically and mentally challenged and succeed highly in my academics. I joined the JROTC Program at the start of my 10th grade year.…
That is when I decided to enlist in the military with the hopes of being able to use the GI Bill. My original plan was to only to join for six years, but as time passed by, six years turned into 12 years, and 12 years turned into 21 years. During my 21 years in the military, I've enjoyed the luxury of learning and earning a degree in various trades, as a surveyor, an architectural draftsman, a paramedic and finally as an associate degree registered nurse; taking advantage of the Army's old slogan, "Be all that you can be." The military taught me to strive for the best, however, after 21 years of not earning a Bachelor Degree, I was asked to retire early, learning the hard way in the importance of achieving a higher-level education.…
"Mom, I don't care what you say; I'm applying to West Point and I'm joining the army! " For the last three months of my junior year in high school and into the summer of senior year, that was the only thing spoken around the house. A small quip that turned into a heated discussion that turned into a full blown yelling match was the norm. Ever since I had told my parents about my passion for joining the military and attending West Point, home had felt more like a mine field.…
Every Saturday, I distinctly recall the smell of pancakes, bacon, and eggs. The radio would be playing in the background, masked by the overwhelming chatter occurring throughout the house. So many things happening in such a small space: what I remember most, is the sound of laughter, and the smiles that surrounded me. My grandpa hollering because he cannot hear the television, my mother still drowsy from the sleepless night, My grandmother singing to the radio that was barely audible over the commotion, and me, invariably sat looking at all that surrounded me, enthralled at how lucky I was to have a heart so full.…
It is estimated that about 1% of America’s population join the military and to serve their country and at the tender age of 20 I joined that percentage. Having graduated from high school 2 years prior, I had the opportunity to work a plethora of jobs. Most of these jobs were low paying, hard labor, or just did not intrigue me enough to stay for a long amount of time. I grew up in a single parent low class home. We made ends meet but barely and often I went without some of the things I wanted as a teenager.…