The Sixth Sense

Welders Revealed Striding into the shop the very first aspect to stimulate the senses is the sound. Grinding, whirring, scraping, and popping seem to be the most prominent. The cacophony nearly overshadows the other senses until it is adjusted to, as much as it can be. Then come the smells. The scent of well-oiled threaders, saws, and myriad other machines unidentifiable to the untrained eye stews almost subconsciously while the perfumes of scalding steel and elbow grease permeate the air. One…

and how quickly I improved. By the time I reached middle school, I began to identify myself as a jock. I played for the school basketball team and spent almost every day practicing. Sometime around sixth grade, I had to do a project about my heritage and from that point on I became very interested in my own culture. I am half Mexican and half European which creates a very interesting mix of cultures. My mom’s family came from France, Scotland and Germany and settled in Mississippi, Tennessee…

When I was just a toddler, I remember having to sound out phrases, words, and sentences to develop my writing, reading and speech skills. My parents placed me in a private Christian school, Wesleyan Christian Academy, to assure that I was taught with the foundations and morals of Christianity. Wesleyan encouraged nightly readings for all the children to develop educated kids, and to expand our knowledge. Being a stubborn child, I only read the books I thought were interesting. This was not a…

What defines a person? Life has many ups and downs, positives and negatives, and unfortunately my early life had a few more negatives as opposed to positives. The biggest negative in my life was being bullied at a young age and the struggle to overcome it. Being bullied showed me that I can prove everyone wrong and no one person or persons opinion can or should define me and my future no matter the pain it caused. The early years were rough with minor name calling, but the real heavy hitters…

Diego. Ideally the restaurant would feature a broad menu, large portions, and would provide a unique dining experience. This selection criteria led the prospective customer to choose Sixth Avenue Bistro—a casual and contemporary family-style restaurant. Brand Research In selecting Sixth…

Scarred for life As a kid in elementary I didn’t have many friends, wouldn’t exactly talk to a lot of people, and I was kind of the “lonely” type. I was in 5th grade from what I remember. Even though I was so quiet I expressed my personality to others with my work in art, where I absolutely loved to be! I pretty much hated music because the teacher would always put the other class in front of the one I was in, I’d always kick the girl’s seat in front of me and we pretty much hated each other. To…

When I was little starting at just 4 years old I cheered for my little league football team in my hometown. What town is that? You may ask yourself. Well it's good ole Ocala Florida home of the horses and home of me. Anyways I was the "mascot" and not the typical put on a costume and cheer the team on mascot, but a cheerleader that got to cheer with the big girls and not have to do as much. Sounds like the life, doesn't it? Well honestly it was. I was just as passionate about cheerleading as…

Since I was born I have always dealt with a speech impediment. I went to speech therapy from the age 5 to 13. As I got older started going less and less to speech therapy but I would still go at least twice a month. Th reason behind my speech impediment is because I can not breath out of nose, which is very key whenever you are talking. I have improved greatly over the years to the point where people tell that I have done my whole life that they can not even tell I had a speech impediment at one…

3rd grade: I was staring that club write in the eye, it was staring at me like a hawk. The contact was so loud, it sounded like a bomb, my ears rang so loud it hurt. I put my hands on my head but something was not right, instead of my fingers stopping at my forehead they went inside. I looked at my hands and they were just red, all red. My instinct was to scream, so that’s what I did, even though I didn’t feel anything. I laid down and some random guy sat on top of me and started to hold my…

In a world I didn’t know existed, I was born. I opened my eyes to unfamiliar but friendly faces. Outside, the cold, bitter winds were swishing through trees, and making their way across the crowded streets of India. 4:29 p.m., that unforgettable evening was when my whole story began… And that special day was November 9, 2003. From that day on, everyone called me Anika. That is my name just in case you are wondering. My whole name is Anika Chhabra to be specific. Anika is another name of a…