1997 took his first breath and maybe his last. At the hospital not only were the doctors skeptical of my survival, but as was my own grandmother. My mom lived in Tlapacoyan, Veracruz in
Mexico. She lived with her mother, two sisters (Diana and Selene), two brothers (Maury and
Gustavo), her father, and her little nephew. The funny thing about my birth is that I was not supposed to be premature, I was perfectly healthy. Until one day at the beach my mother picked up my heavily build nephew… and her water broke. And thus I can thank my cousin for being so short. It was not all bad, while my mother and I stayed in Mexico my father was working in the
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He was a tiny ball of fur that would run between giant legs and not get trampled. He would stay my friend for the next eighteen years. The circus ultimately taught me that every individual in a group has responsibility and must trust fellow team members.
Responsibility is a trait that I think is most important in an individual. Responsibility takes many forms, as in completing an assignment, but also taking account that your actions have consequences in other people’s lives. The way you treat others is a big deal in my eyes. It can be a deal breaker in a relationship or change the way I view you completely. Being kind and courteous to others is a responsibility that many people do not realize, or do not follow. Growing up in a circus, we had to treat each other with respect because in certain situations it could mean life or death. When arguing occurred it was always respectful.
Another thing that the Circus taught me was that communication is key. My uncle had a
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My mother chose Pleasanton because of the school rating and the safety, so finally my education could be my main focus. Yeah, right, not in a seven year old’s mind.
In downtown Pleasanton I took Tae Kwon Do until I was 12. I received my second degree black belt which was an honor, but also well worked for. Throughout the program they taught different focus points depending on the belt. White to Brown belts were taught growing as a martial arts student. However advanced and the Black Belts were taught skills to become community contributors. Such as integrity: always do good no matter what or against any odds.
Honesty: admitting to failure was better than cheating to success. And finally perseverance: no matter what always try and push yourself.
Karate also helped me physically and mentally. We had these things called workshops.
All the black belts had to go to 20 workshops in the course of two months. The workshops started at five in the morning and went on until 12, and all we did was push our bodies to the limit. Half a mile warm up, stretch, then a two mile run, Suicide Sprints, bear crawl in the