I have seen more doctors than I can count on my fingers due to my asthma acting up every now and then and at times with bad allergic reactions. However there was one doctor that has always been there for my parents and I. He of course may not be world famous yet, but to me he is the best I have ever met. I’ve known him since I was in elementary school and I still continue to see him from time to time but since he is a doctor it isn’t as often.…
In August 1999 I had the privilege of meeting Arthur Ray Hawkins, known to many as “Coach Hawk”. Being a typical teenager, I didn’t always heed to the words of wisdom that he tried to instill into me daily. Not understanding his passion for God and people, I would often get mad when he challenged me to better. Why, because I wanted to settle for being good, yet he impelled me to be great. Not only on the football field in between the white lines, but in my daily walk in this thing that we call life.…
I must say, you’ve really come quite a long way from where you started. I was a little weary of you at first. In your early adventures, I found you to be an immature boy with a heart for mischief. Maybe it wasn’t just that you liked trouble, but you always seemed to find yourself in the midst of it. If I were you I would have stayed with the widow.…
Mentor, is a kind of authority. Very rarely is an authority in every respect. There is also a difference between the professional mentor and moral mentor. It would be wonderful if these aspects went hand in hand, but this is rare.…
My cousin, Bobby, during high school did not participate in any school activities. His first goals was when he graduating to go to the army and to take care of his family but he had other goals like going to the NBA and stuff but it didn’t work out so for right now he working at a job to save money in till it’s time to go to the army but in till it’s time he just setting back and getting ready and when he got out of school he was thinking about having a wife and two kids…
Over the years and years spent on studying mythology, Joseph Campbell came up with the concept of The Hero’s Journey. The Hero’s Journey states that all hero’s travel in a similar path and go through many similar stages that’ll lead them to their reward. However, not every hero’s journey has to involve obstacles as in slaying a dragon or trying to save the world. In my case, I had to do nothing but trying to make it through sixth grade year. Sadly, sixth grade was the year that I faced the most challenges, real world challenges at least.…
It has come to my attention that my daughter, Samantha Altidor had a meeting with Dr. Banks earlier this week to confirm her to graduate early as you had informed her to do. However I do not understand why Dr. Banks had told her that she needed a 3.6 GPA to qualify to graduate early, when in the 2017-2018 Inlet Grove Handbook states that she only needs a 3.2. Which she has. I do not think it was right that Dr. Banks had informed her she needed a 3.6 GPA now. If it was already written down in handbook for this school year then it wouldn’t be fair to change it now especially since my daughter had began speaking to you about this from the beginning of the school year and you had not mentioned she needed a 3.6 GPA once.…
I have spent most of my life surrounded by horses, cows, and goats. I have been stepped on, thrown off horses, penned up against gates, had surgery, traveled to different states, I am even on TV and have more pieces of flesh missing from my legs than I care to remember. It is just how rodeo is there are risks every time someone steps into the rodeo arena. I have many all-around titles and various awards from rodeo. I also have my own personal trainer that I go to, to help me with competing.…
My name is Bryan Waddick, I am thirteen years old and have lived in Dubuque my whole life. I live with my mom, dad, two brothers and my dog. My family is very into sports, both of my brothers and I play hockey, baseball and lacrosse. I also play football and track here at Roosevelt. We are all very into technology and own a lot of it.…
Most little girls dream of being a ballerina when they grow up, I was the little girl who dreamed of medical school. Anyone who was brave enough to ask got my vehement no when asked if I thought that the college, subsequent medical school, and training would be too much school or that I would get bored. I decided very early that to be a doctor was one of the most exciting things that a person could chose to be and my fantastic pediatrician was the initial spark for this love of medicine. The care that I could see him exhibit in his daily operations as well as the ease at which he interacted with patients and parents alike inspired me. His knowledge was fascinating and I longed to have that level of understanding of the human body.…
At the age of 9 and finishing up the fourth grade, I was already thinking about legacies. My grandmother had crossed the starting line on her race toward Alzheimer’s and my sister was passing her own milestones into the strange world of high school. I could see the frailness of the world around me in the smallest of ways, like the first time my grandma called me “Dougie.” Doug is my Uncle.…
When I was a child,I had a friend called Dave. Dave and I went to middle school together and we were best friends. I recall spending days with him without feeling bored or dissatisfied. He was a great student and I had always idealized him In addition to that ,he was a remarkable athlete and his life revolved around sports and education.…
I have known from a young age that I wanted to do something exceptional in my life. Something about helping others drew me in, so I knew a career in the medical field would be my best fit. It was not until a traumatic day in my life occurred that made me realize I was bound to be a nurse. I have played volleyball for five year, my senior year was not an exception. Volleyball was the only sport I played and my passion.…
The sickness that I live with is one that some would find excessively appalling, making it impossible to talk about; so I kept it to a whisper. This sickness I thought was to embarrassing to talk about, making it impossible to seek help, left me feeling alone in the dark. This sickness ruined friendships, without me realizing it. This sickness that made getting out of bed a struggle for me. This sickness made it impossible for me to see a positive future, until the day I stopped calling myself “crazy” and began to grow from what we all call, depression.…
He finally died after his fight with terminal bowel cancer. In the end I think his whole body was just cancer. My family was devastated. When I found out that he had cancer in the first place, I didn 't think anything could be worse.…