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.…
I have not been thinking differently but I am surely endeavoring. I have an arduous time changing things about myself so at this point I am just gradually endeavoring. After reading these two chapters I endeavor to disunite my emotions from my thinking due to the fact that they incline to get me into an abundance of trouble. Prior to making decisions, I stop and notice first if I am allowing my emotions to get in the way. I ascertain no emotions are tied to my decisions just so at the end I get a good outcome.…
“Describing myself” At first, this task seemed really easy. Who knows me better than me, myself? “Piece of cake”, I thought. Obviously, I was wrong.…
I can not imagine how you must feel right now. I am sincerely sorry for my actions Friday December 11 .That later on ended up injuring Taylor. I wish there was more I could at this point. Even tho I did not throw the rock at her I feel fully responsible for the whole thing.…
My First Shot The air was empty but the pond was full. We sneak through the trees to get to the pond. We get there to realize that the gamble we took didn't pay off. Since we got there about thirty minutes before shoot time we waited. That was the slowest 30 minutes ever.…
I had three things. A job at ITS, I was vice-president of the Association of Latin American Students(ALAS), and my girlfriend of two years was finally going to come to Point Loma. I was on top of the world. Student System/Network Administrator. The job in ITS was the highest position and paying job that a student can obtain on campus.…
I am someone who smiles Someone always telling jokes to make sure no one thinks something is wrong So no one suspects a thing when they see my smile I am someone who fixes the feelings of those whose hearts are shattering like pieces of glass I am someone who loves to dress up and wear makeup so no one sees how truly I am From the bags from staying up at night to the red from crying, both under the concealer Tears behind my eyeshadow-covered eyelids Cracks underneath my red lipstick And the pain within the mouth that contains whitened teeth…
Whether we know it or not in this modern society we are writers everyday of our lives. These interactions shape not only how we communicate but how we write as well. Personally, I have been shaped by the influence of both other writers I have known and those I have only read the creations of. Those same influences contributed to both my writing style in the classroom and to my identity as a writer. I spent a lot of my childhood with my nose deep in fiction novels at near by libraries.…
Who am I? For some people the answer to this question is simple. They are able to answer this question without much thought. However, while some find solace and pride in answering this thought provoking question, it has always stirred in me a feeling of angst and confusion. These uncomfortable feelings emerged because of my interracial background and upbringing.…
What is my Social Identity? My social identity is begins with my deep family roots in my hometown of Riverview, New Brunswick. My upbringing was centered on my family, I take pride in the fact that I was raised in the same home my father was raised. Staying connected with my small-town family roots has left me humble and modest.…
I see myself as a very experienced and qualified applicant for this position with my background knowledge and…
My Legacy and What It Means to be Great As my time here at Hazleton Area High School comes to an end, I am slowly beginning to realize that life will truly begin once I receive my diploma at graduation. After that day, I, as well as the rest of my class, will most likely end up going our separate ways, whether that be going to college and furthering our education or even going straight into a job. However, what most people do not realize is that our memories, actions, and achievements not only stay with us, but also stay here in this school.…
My Work Thus Far Since I am in the Health & Human Services Institute, and this being my first year at Gulfport High, I have never had the opportunity to acquire any personal accolades as a CAB student. However, in the past I have been acknowledged for a handful of achievements I happen to take much pride in. A number of these achievements I speak of are somewhat personal, and may have only been recognized by my self conscious. Nevertheless I plan on sharing each of them with you.…
On the last day of my first placement, I felt for the first time what it is like to get through to a child with some difficulties paying attention and completing tasks, I saw what it was like to feel the accomplishments of being a teacher. For my first placement I went to Valley View Elementary, and was placed in a first grade class with Ms. Stehle and a fourth grade class with Mrs. Testolin. I loved both classes I was placed in because they were both very welcoming. In my first grade class there was twenty-two students with varying learning styles, the class was very ethnically diverse and included a few higher energy students that may of needed a little extra help. Each class size was ideal because it wasn’t too small, but had a good amount…
“So your name is tía, like as in aunt in Spanish.” asked the boy who has only taken one year of Spanish, which he slept through. “Well, uh, no,” I started, “ it’s spelled differently. There’s not an accent over the I.” My name has always been a little unusual, and I have always had to explain that it did not mean aunt in Spanish, nor was it spelled like the warm drink.…