From an interview that didn’t go too well, to an interview that helped me grow, my customer service professional informational interview took place at a Company that didn’t hire me a year prior. I was given the opportunity to talk to, as well as learn from, Nate Martinson, a sales coach at Capital One, here in Saint Cloud. I was referred to Nate from Becky Shand, my Strategic Customer Service instructor. Nate was one of her past students. Capital One hadn’t initially crossed my mind as a first choice for this assignment, which is why I’m glad I was able to learn more about the company.…
Change happens everywhere, and most of the time, it is very hard to deal with. For me, I hated moving. It was difficult to think that I had to a leave the place where I grew up for most of my life. And then when it happened, it did not get any better. “The first step toward change is awareness.…
They say the goal in life is to live the “American Dream” and I would say I am living it head first. It all started when the time in my life came to pick an Univeristy to attend, and boy am I ecstatic with my decision to attend West Virginia University. WVU opened so many doors for me; however, if it was not for my family, I would not be where I am today. I was very content with going to my local University and living at home because that was comfortable to me, but my family encourged me to find a new start.…
Body crouched, holding on to a miniature blanket are the memories that cannot be eased from my head. Low temperature is a constant reminder of my harsh times as a homeless child with not a thing to loose, only an empty stomach behind. Thinking that crossing over would be the most difficult challenge of the “American Dream”. My parents did not come prepared for the far more challenges to come.…
The flicker of a lamp powered by a dimly lit lightbulb flashed in intervals onto the cracked concrete path. Scattered shrub shavings, dried pine needles, and petrified insects encrusted the crevices left in between the cement squares. The long and narrow path led up to a strong yet aged wooden door that stood at the foot of the house. The house held nine people, three cats, and many tribulations to come. At first glance the house might’ve seemed ordinary; it had five bedrooms, two bathrooms, a laundry room, living room, kitchen etc.…
Throughout my life, I have been the victim of several burglaries. At the age of seven, someone, in broad daylight, broke into our house and shot my dad in the chin. I was displaced to my aunt's house for weeks and missed most of my 1st grade year. When I was seventeen, I walked in on my home being robbed by some local kids. They were upstairs when I came into the house and escaped through a window, but the idea that I could have come home earlier still haunts me.…
Not me I chose Tyler, Tx and the stress of taking care of my mom, sister and helping with my 15 month old nephew. When you're nineteen years old and have all this responsibility to make money, go to school full time and still try to live a young adult life is unfortunate. How would you like it if one day your life got turned upside down by one decision you made, or you felt you were forced to make ? I had the difficult decision of coming to Tyler, Tx with my mom or going to Issaquah, WA with my dad. Having to chose between two parents and two different lives is a giant stress ball with no relief.…
Spring of 2013 was the year were my life changed for the best. That year was when I visited the motherland of my parents. The trip to Mexico wasn't just a week vacation it was more of an eye opener and a learning experience. It the first time I left the country and went out to explore on my own. The little vacation was mainly to meet family members that I had never met and to see where my parents grew up.…
On November 25, 2011 at 11:34 AM, my life changed forever. As I lay on the operating table in a daze, I heard the muffled cries of my tiny newborn son for the first time. From the moment they rose him up over the sheet, I fell in love. I had a handsome little boy. The feelings that I had experienced were greater than I have ever felt before.…
Being a first generation American is truly a blessing. As a child I wanted my parents to adapt linguistically and culturally to the American culture. I was embarrassed of having parents who had an accent when they spoke. I was also embarrassed to have to translate for my parents when we went to places where the service was only available in English. They would tell me to translate but I was hesitant.…
Growing up only knowing the idea of the apple-pie life as a distant thing, I have been told to pursue the American dream, to relentlessly chase my goals all throughout my life; make something of myself as others have not with only an inkling of a concept. As if I was supposed to naturally observe and absorb it from everything that had and would surround me. In seventh grade during a discussion, asking even what the American dream was earned quiet gasps and horrified stares from those who now saw me as something less. Stuttering yet indignant, those surrounding me were trying fruitlessly to explain to me a concept only instilled with me as idealization and never anything concrete. Even after the discussion moved on, a sour taste in my mouth…
“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness” (“The Declaration of Independence”). This quote reveals one of the first American Dreams envisioned in the Declaration of Independence, which specifically is life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. An American Dream for an individual can be defined as an envisioned future where one is happy and has what they believe to be a perfect life. My American Dream compared to the traditional would be different than the Founding Fathers’ idea of The American Dream because I want The “White Picket Fence” version of The American Dream.…
Using Marcia’s identity states, I would put myself in the identity foreclosure. This states that the identity if foreclosed until the individual picks where they want to be in their life. I picked this one because of a few reasons. One, I’ve always been a bit of a go with the flow person. I figure out what it is I want to do for the time being and then when I’m ready for find something more for find something else it is that I’m interested in I go for it.…
I have a dream that at some point this state will develop up to recognize what kind of a world we've created. We have taken this stunning international as a right to generally and that I say it’s time that any person stood up for what they trust in and say enough is enough! I have a dream that in the future our amazing and beautiful state will come collectively as one and fasten the mess that we've got left at the back of in our tracks. It appears to me that everybody has forgotten what our first rate and beautiful state is all approximately.…
What did you dream to be when you were young? In the seventies the American Dream was drastically different from ours today, especially for women. During this time period is when a lot of women's equal rights and independence movements were going on. Originally, In high school my mom had a dream to live in a big house and have a lot of children. But over time she was sucked into the mainstream movement, put her original dream on hold, and decided to be part of this movement.…