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Just a Small Town Kid I come from a small family of three. My family is composed of my mom, Sandra, my dad, Matt, and myself. We live in the small town of Crawford, Texas. My parents moved to Crawford from College Station, Texas in 1995. I was born in November of 1996, and have lived in Crawford my entire life. My mom and dad have been exceptional role models, and with their love and support, they have shaped me into who I am today. My dad is a sales representative for ITG Brands, where he merchandises their products. He is an avid hunter and fisherman. In addition to his full-time sales representative job he guides hunting and fishing trips during their respective seasons. My dad taught me to hunt and fish at a very young age. Hunting and …show more content…
My parents have always supported me in everything I have done. They have given up so much of their time to come and support me in every aspect of my life. They never missed a race, volleyball, basketball, or tennis game. I could always count on both my mom and dad to be in the stands cheering me on. There was no better feeling in the world than knowing that they were going to be there no matter how far away, or what the weather was going to be like. My favorite memory of my parents’ dedication to watching me was when I played at the state tennis meet in College Station, Texas. My partner and I were supposed to start our first match at twelve o’clock in the afternoon, but there was a rain delay that lasted fourteen hours. We did not start playing until two o’clock in the morning, and they were there for it all. My dad even stayed knowing he had to be in Arlington, Texas at six o’clock the same morning for an important meeting with his boss. My family is the most important people in my life. I can always count on my family to be there in my time of need, and someone that is always there to laugh with me and make great memories with. Even though I am ten hours away from home, I know I can still call my mom and dad anytime, day or night, just to simply say “hey what’re you doing?”, or to talk about things going on at Union. I encourage you as you move forward in life to always make the most of the little things in life. You never know when the unexpected might occur, so never take your family for
When Growing up as a kid, adults had always told me, “ enjoy your childhood as it lasts”. Of course at those moments I really just shrugged off their suggestions and started living life while thinking about the future and the things I would accomplish. Just this recent summer It’s safe to say that it has been the most engrossed summer vacation I have ever experienced, yet I have learned quite a bit. This summer I have been involved with the school play, working, and traveling . As the days passed, I soon had a epiphany that I was moving a bit closer to adulthood. It seemed as if I barely had anytime to hang out with my friends, as they had jobs of their own . Even If my group of friends had little time to get together, I still learned a
Small town life - for four years Brianna Channing had left that world behind for one of cities and bright nights and the chaos that was college. She had gone through good times and bad in the end, somehow managed to actually come out the other side with a nursing degree. Considering how often she considered leaving it behind, that alone was a feat. Many times over the last few years she had debated if it was worth it but she was pretty damn pleased with herself for seeing things out no matter how tough it got. However, now she was left in the unknown. Returning to her hometown was a stark change from what she had grown used to and everything that had lured her in when she was young and green was gone. Her friends were gone, split in to several different cities and towns, doing things like pursuing a Masters or going to med school or travelling or all of the things that she wished that she could do.
My perfect day would start out with Abby and I playing the Wii. The game we would be playing is Michael Jackson: The Experience. Abby would probably beat me because I'm not that well of a dancer. After that, we will play some board games, preferably The Game of Life, Clue, and Trouble. Then we would put together some puzzles.
When asked about my roots I have always had two sides to my response, some positive and some negative. As a child born in a close knit community, the level of support and love has always been tremendous. Since I can remember, I have been surrounded with the love and support of many, this is a privilege. The other side of being raised in such a small community is that my opportunities have been limited. Leaving a town like the one I grew up in has always been a troubling thought for me. This town shaped me and transformed me into the person that I am today, it will impact my life forever along with my relationships and viewpoints.
Growing up, I learned everything from my parents. From the small things like how to brush my teeth and tie my shoes, to bigger things such as how to manage money, how to cook. The way I was raised shaped me to be who I am today and I feel honored to share my story. After all, we all have our own story, our own struggles, our own journey. These are the pieces that shape us and teach us.
Growing up as a kid I had no sense of the real world. I woke up, went to school every day, and saw the same kids I saw every single day for 12 years. Life didn’t change a whole lot while being a kid. Yeah I had my experience with death, personal mistakes, and “hardships” along the road to transform me into to where I am now. Everything that I have seen in my life made me the man I am today, and good or bad I am forever grateful for that. It only makes sense I give a little background of myself before I start talking about the emergence of becoming my adulthood. I grew up in a primarily white middle-class neighborhood that was filled with kids that worked a hell of a lot harder than I did. Starting elementary school I was loud, obnoxious, and
Growing up for me was tough when I look back at it. At the Age of five my dad had gone to prison for four years of my life. Of course, being that young I didn’t understand and it didn’t bother me too much. Also having an alcoholic parent was tough for me. My mom raised me as a single parent and I was very independent because of how much she worked to provide for me.
I was born in a suburb of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and am the oldest of four children. My father’s employment required our family to move often. As a result, our family lived in Delaware, northern New Jersey, southern New Jersey, and Tulsa, Oklahoma, where I graduated high school. Our family eventually moved to Houston in 1982.
What is your most treasured memory? Backpacking in Iceland two years ago by myself for six months. I visited all of Europe, including many mountains, which required long bus trips. Was travelling dangerous? Sometimes I felt unsafe, but once you learn to trust your instincts all your fears dissipate. How did you feel whilst travelling solo? Liberated and open-minded. Europe is so culturally diverse, it gives you a different perspective. Why did you go? I just winged it! I’m from Perth and spending 22 years in my home town made me want to get out and explore. That’s one of the reasons why I also lived in Melbourne, London and now
Being the new kid in school is never easy. Being the new kid, almost halfway through the year, in a sea of three thousand faces, was more than just challenging. Trying to navigate a new school for two days, only to go on Thanksgiving break for a week and a half, made me the new kid twice. I counted down the days until summer when I could come back to Maine and spend three months with my friends before I was dragged back. But by the end of it, I knew there was no way I could leave home again.
Flash back to 1996 to when I was born, or less importantly when the Olympics were held in Atlanta, the minimum wage was raised to five dollars and 15 cents an hour, or the Spice Girls finally got a number one hit song. Unfortunately this is not a story about the Spice Girls’ climb to stardom, but is simply a story about my life and how I rose to the top. Well, how I rose to the top of my failures.
When I was a kid, I hid my heart under the bed, because my mother said, "If you're not careful, someday someone's going to break it." Take it from me. Under the bed is not a good hiding spot. I know because I've been shot down so many times I get altitude sickness just from standing up for myself. But that's what we were told. Stand up for yourself. And that's hard to do if you don't know who you are. We were expected to define ourselves at such an early age, and if we didn't do it, others did it for us. Geek. Fatty. Slut. Fag.
My very first memory is of my mom and my brother. My mom, a young mom, a smart mom, was and is an idol to me. She has always carried herself with a composure that is both honorable and mature. My mom, who is currently the most mature person I know, had to have been immature at some point in her life. She grew more mature as she aged, and as I write about myself, and how I have grown up, I hope to see that I have matured too.
Growing up as a kid was very hard and confusing for me. I was always told I needed to like girls and that I had to be a certain way because I was a boy not a girl. I always asked myself, why my parents repeated the same thing over and over again. I never saw another parent telling their son that they needed to be a certain way. It was just me. As I grew up, I began to understand why my parents always worried about how I needed to be because of the way I was born. They always saw something in me that they never understood until two years ago when I finally told them who I was, although I couldn’t explain what I was, or how I was born this way. There is just no answer to why I am the way I am.
Family is one of life’s greatest gift. Without family, we would not be here. Our parents gave us life and provide for us. My childhood was great and well provided for. If I was sick, my family was there for me. My mother would cook me soup and give me medicine, while my brother was beside me, trying