What About Me

that inspires me, “Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.” Instead of immersing in the serious events, I tend to observe minor things and gain lessons from them. Identifying one significant moment in my life that influenced me was not an exception. Instantly being captured in the flow of thoughts about my American Studies class, which I enrolled last semester, I realized that there is no need to look further to see how much I gained from this class. What I…

It had finally come. The letter that determined whether or not I could make it in this world, if dancing was what I was born to do or just some extra curricular. It was the letter from Juilliard Dance, one of the best dance schools in america, and I couldn't bring myself to open it. What if I didn’t get in, then what would I do. I cant go to any other schools, I’m destined for this specific one. I finally built up all my confidence to open the letter and read it, skimming over all the minor…

enough, my boyfriend, Leon saw me pull my sleeve down and raised an eyebrow before swiftly closing the door and marching over to me. "Emil! What were you doing?!" he said in a hushed, angry voice, to make sure no one else heard. "Nothing." I said quietly, diverting my eyes, Leon sighed and sat down on my bed next to me. "Hey" he said in a now gentle tone, "Look at me." He cup my face and lifted my gaze to his, and I reluctantly cooperated. "Emil, why didn't you tell me that you cut?" He asked…

the bad ones. This a honest story from the heart. It’s a tragic story about a budding child (myself) who wet his cot in preschool. This story is one that I shall never let go. The feeling of disappointment I felt that day is a simple scar on my emotional status. Unfortunately I don 't recall any insignificant details, but it was about the middle of the school year in our beloved local Phillipsburg preschool. Mommy once told me “Don 't be afraid to mess up, accidents happen.” I have…

Of course it was that or Hassan and Ali leaving Kabul. But I had to do what I had to do, we could not be here together, it was not right. It had to be the perfect time, also when Ali and Hassan were gone. So that day I had waited till they had to go to get food from the market. Than that was the moment I had done something I never had done before, I lied and black mailed my brother ,the person that fed from the same breasts as me. Hassan the person that was my first memory, my friend.…

her medical history of schizophrenia, client has history of violence. Me: Hello Ms. Meariam, I’m a nursing student. D.M.: `` how do you know my name, are you Mary? You look like someone I know.’’ Me: ``sometimes I can image people names just by looking at their face.’’ D.W. so are you a psychic? Me: `` kind of.’’ Me: ``So can I ask you how long you have been here?’’ D.M.: ``I’ve been here for two months and half.’’ Me: ``How did you come to be in here?’’ D.W: `` I was feeling like I…

independent. My past group projects didn’t go so well because it’s always that one that don’t want to work. There were lots of problems that happened within our team because of lack of communication. I wasn’t sure what I can do about it, the understanding and planning just wasn’t there, especially about the media log task. We all seemed a little overwhelmed by this assignment and it made it very hard to complete. I became very tired and worried as the due date approached and we hadn’t really…

As me and Jillian were sitting in the waiting room we thought about how this whole situation was so messed up. This girl who we were about to press charges against didn’t like us because of one of the dumbest reasons. Soon we got called in one by one into the court room to tell our side of the story. When they called me I was nervous that I would mess something up. As I sat down they had me swear to tell the truth. Next they had me identify who Tiffany was by pointing…

We chatted a lot about our lives; those basic favourite questions and things like how this certain teacher is at school. It’s great having him in so many of my classes because we shared the same hatred for our physics teacher. “He’s so pompous it makes me sick!” is going to be the new line I say because of Minghao. He actually hates him more than I do, and I hated him a lot. He’s a good…

children for over ten years and have had many life changing experiences with them. None of those experiences have impacted my life more then what happened to me a year ago. It all happened when a parent came up to me at the school I work at and asked me to be a buddy at a program called Buddy Break. I asked, what is involved, she told me that it involved me having an open mind, warm heart and a little bit of training. With a little bit of convincing I was on board and ready to embark on a new…