Class I railroad

On September 25, 2005 I moved from Ethiopia to Atlanta, Georgia. At first everything was so confusing. I was not happy about moving to America. I had to leave behind my friends and family. I had to learn a new language and learn how to speak, read, and write. I had already learned to speak Amharic and Arabic. After my parents and I got situated in America, I started going to school. I went to Jolly Elementary, and I was placed in kindergarten. The school was huge and there were lots of kids…

your professors. This year I did just that. I emailed every one of my professors asking them if there was a time that we could meet to discuss what I can do to succeed in their class. Most of them gave the same advice but they were all different in how they went about it. The first meeting I had was with my Foundations Art Studio professor. Her name is Ms. Dempsey. We met after our second class. I told her that I was registered with student disabilities services and I handed her the letter…

School and I was humiliated on the first day of school by my peers after having to read in front of the class. I felt sad and depress about life because the basic English skills I lacked do to the disability I had. Until my teacher Mr. Johnson encourage me to overcome my disability by, working hard and never quit. Which help me with my success today in college. It was the first day of my 5th-grade year and I was unhappy that my summer was cut short due to school. As I entered the classroom I…

Each person joins the practice having diverse reasons from one another. On average, I would enter yoga class stressed out with a cluttered mind, but I know as soon as I walk in through the studio doors I am able to leave my stress and worries behind, even if it is just for an hour. Yoga is not only my daily workout, but it is my escape; it is a place where I can find calmness, clarity, and composure. Some days I take back-to-back yoga classes. Being a part of two different classes provides me…

assessment (exams/papers/performance)? When I the Psycholinguistics course, one of the things I enjoyed the most about it was that my professor utilized so many different types of assignments and activities to help us with the material. The majority of the classes I have taken here at Temple have relied on a straightforward PowerPoint lecture format. In this course, while PowerPoints were used, there were also readings from seminal journal articles…

Economics class I’ve ever taken. I didn’t know what to expect at all. Talking to most of my classmates didn’t exactly help either. I’ve heard a lot of different opinion about the class, but I knew I had to experience it myself before making a judgment. Some people have told me it was a fun and interesting class while others have told me it’s the most boring class they’ve ever taken. I thought I would be able to compare this class to one of the Social Studies classes I’ve taken in high school,…

new experiences through this class and on or off campus. Many of these experiences (good or bad) will teach a valuable lesson in becoming college ready. One of the first struggles…

recent graduate from high school I knew I didn’t have all the material I needed to proceed as a college student; however, I wanted to take the advantage of my education. It was a eerie feeling the first weeks of college. Being in this class I expected to grasp the information and develop an enormous package of study habits. I felt as though I didn’t fit in this class because english was always my strongest subject throughout my years of school. But I just used this class as inspiration to work…

During this course, there were some prejudices that I have discovered that I did not think I had. One of the prejudices discovered was against Euro-Americans, believing that most of them had it easy because they were white. I learned that me believing in this, came from how I grew up. I am a multiracial man (African American and Latino), but I was raised by my Black father. So, for most of my life I was around my Black family and for the most part I had black and non-white friends. Growing up my…

My middle school days were not the best; I encountered many instances of bigotry from students. I was teased endlessly and disrespected because of my diversity. Born and raised of West Indian Heritage, students made my life a living hell because I spoke with an accent. “Where are you from?” instantly began the conversation. It indicated what I said and how it was said, especially since it was delivered with a Caribbean accent. I quickly realized that my accent was the first thing people noticed…