2006 films

As a child, having rules to follow wasn’t unheard of with my family. There was always a way to behavior with friends/family, at school, at home and out in the street. Often I found myself getting into trouble because I didn 't listen and also the fact that I always found some kind of way to slipping out of having to doing something that I knew I was supposed to do. But out of all the people in my family my mom was the strictest. When expectations set high, not meaning them meant my siblings and…

Ethics are the morals, or values of an individual. It is the line between right and wrong. Often time we question whether to sacrifice ourselves for the better, or to be selfish, and focus on our happiness. It seems like a sense of direction, which enables us to be successful, or create a sense of fulfillment. Ethics enables us to make choices that we can live with. Sacrifice is necessary, for the wellbeing of everyone. It means to be selfless. Additionally, it seems like an obligation. Some…

Clomp. Clomp. Clomp. Clomp. Clomp. Chunk. The world slowly fizzles into existence around me as I slowly rise to my feet. It’s an absurdly small room, probably about 12 feet square. A single dim light bulb on the ceiling fails to fully illuminate the room. My head is killing me. There’s blood in my hair. I want to fall back to the floor. The walls and floor are smoother than concrete, but just as stern and unwelcoming. The air is musty and a thin layer of dust covers everything. The room is…

I met Carl in the hanger the following day with a full, happy stomach. Sally had slipped me another fruit and nut bar with my oatmeal. The sugar in the fruit must have given me a high because I felt myself smiling. I was disappointed I didn’t see Evan at breakfast, but when the thought that I would be his wife tomorrow popped up it almost made me giddy. Carl was his usual horrible self. He barked at me to move the compartments again. It took me most of the day to move them all, but it was…

Introduction As it pretends to my interests in child welfare, there are a lot of reason why I picked this branch in Social Work. Throughout the whole broad range of Social Work the one passion of mine is child welfare. When learning of child welfare I heard the good and the bad. The different types of people I will meet. It can deter some, because you do not know what you could get yourself into. Nevertheless I see child welfare as a desire of mine I want to continue, and contribute to in the…

Lounge Detail There are many situations that one can encounter where doing extra amounts of work, volunteering to stay longer, or charity work will go unrecognized. Many of these experiences generally go unrewarded which make an individual question why. Questioning why they spent their own personal time to do extra. If one does not see the fruits of their work despite putting in extra amounts of effort, their motivation decreases resulting in a feeling of emptiness. Though many may…

But Now I Face It All Alone On a fateful winter night on January 31, 2007, I sat silently inside my car contemplating how I could ever enter my home to face my loving husband of 22 years. It was only forty-five minutes earlier that I received a tearful phone call from J.P. Unable to express himself, after returning from his doctor’s appointment, I said that I would be home immediately. Without a shadow of a doubt, I knew that J.P had terminal cancer. Over the next seven years, J.P. was…

The title of my first reading response was “Trying to Find Joy in Reading.” I believe this was an appropriate title to describe how I walked into this class, and still in some ways how I’m walking out of it. My attitudes have changed slightly after taking this class, but I’m still not someone who would probably sit down and read a book in my free time. However, there were glimmers of hope for me throughout the semester that might indicate I’m heading in the right direction as far as being able…

Your understanding of the importance of knowing your past as it relates to the actual age range you chose. Looking back on life, there is something that I have learned that has stuck with me forever. This is that memories may fade but pictures last forever, as long as they are. When I was in foster care, my parents, foster parents, and workers made sure I was able to remember the things that I was involved in my early childhood stages of life. This stage is important to me because it reflects…

Let me begin my story by telling you a little about myself. I grew up in a small town in Louisiana in a predominantly very poor neighborhood. Some would say "the projects". I like to think of it as a housing development for low income people. The only major influence I had in my life was my granny. She was my sunshine. She took my brother and me to church every Sunday and Wednesday. It was through her that we learned about God. I loved going to church with her. She would always buy us a bottle…