New York City

Why there is a barriers to self management of diabetes among low household income adults aged 45 to 64 years in New York City? How low household income adults aged 45 to 64 years can be a barrier to self-management of diabetes in New York City? Why there is a relationship between low income households and diabetes among adults aged 45 to 64 in the New York City? According to the American Diabetic Association, diabetes is the seventh leading cause of death in the United States.1…

Preserving Arts Education in New York City Public Schools When people think of education and the public school system, they usually think of the four core subjects such as english, math, history, and science. Often, forgetting about the importance of an arts education. Yet, it is performing and visual arts that enhance a student’s academic performance. Exposing children to the incredible world of dance, music, or even visual art allows them to think creatively. It allows them to think…

Walking across the Brooklyn Bridge and looking at the skyline of New York City (NYC) at night time was something I had always dreamed of seeing. One of my dreams came true when I was able to take my two daughters to New York City to experience this with me. They would see the sights on television and always say how much they want to go, so I decided to make that happen for them, not just once, but twice. Each one of our trips were 10 days in length and still not enough time to absolutely see…

In New York City many people are considered selfish, greedy and close minded. New Yorkers as well as non-New Yorkers think these things are due to the fact that we are always on the move and don’t like waiting for anything. As a New Yorker I don’t see my city as what everyone portrays it to be. I see NYC as a very caring and open minded city with a large variety of many different people. On a chilly Friday night around mid-November I was on my way home with a good friend of mine, Ashley. We…

high school, ballet was the center of my life. Two of my closest friends and I attended to an intense summer program for over a month. We were constantly together dreaming of future careers in ballet. In our free time we watched videos of the New York City Ballet. I dreamed of eventually becoming a part of that company. My goals were set high, and so was my motivation and work ethic. That fall, I began my first year of high school. Like a lot of other introverted people, I did not like school.…

Splash! I jumped into each puddle making a new sound with every step. It was raining that achingly long day and instead of being with my friends on a saturday night, I had to deliver 103 pizzas around my home town. Instead of having fun hanging out with my friends I was lugging around heavy pizzas. Just so instead of going on my first big trip to New York City by myself, I get to go with my father. My boring, crabby, old father. Instead of having fun and laughing with my friends, I have to…

the unexpected happened. Due to maintenance problems the only Path going to New York City was going up to World Trade Center. They seemed demotivated and almost went back home but Stalin remembered some words that his History professor told him couple days before; “going to the Met will be awesome”. Stalin and Jose took their chances and went to WTC after that they rode in their bikes around the busy streets of New York for about forty minutes until they got to The Metropolitan Museum of Art.…

The Big Apple New York City is the place that everyone dreams of visiting. From the building, to the city lights, everyone wants to see the city that never sleeps. I remember being six years old and seeing NYC on the news while sitting on my couch in my living room in Poland. All the tall building and city streets did not fail to quickly capture my attention. Before I knew it my parents and I were on the plane and ready to move to NYC. Not knowing what to expect, I was excited yet very nervous…

She was a southern belle who easily integrated into the fasted pace life of a New Yorker. She moved to New York at a later point in her life, but that never seemed to slow her down. She was the epitome of sophistication, brilliance, and commitment. To me, she represented everything a woman ought to be. I was eight when I went to visit my grandmother in New York City for the first time. I saw then that this city changed her life and I knew it was beginning to change mine. My cautious mother…

seen as an elite club whose membership is bought by the cities' median income. A cycle of investment and disinvestment is what generates cities today. The lower class is constantly being displaced by economic actors to serve the middle class. Some will leave this cycle having benefitted from it, able to buy the ideal single family home. Others, the renters, will have been pushed to another soon to be or already blighted area. Progress in city growth has come to be accepted as…