Wordly Wise 1 Vocabulary Story
I'am Tony T. Torgue and I’m getting old and weaker and caught an epidemic that’s been going around, so I have to tell my story before I am forgotten forever. I recollect about 50 years ago I was a young american man, I had just got my first job and I was an industrious man, never running from hard work and always interested in learning new things
Back then I thought of life like a very long trek that ended when you die. Not a lot of things could infuriate me but some did, like when someone told me a sham. I was impartial about all things no matter what they were. Life was easy and good until one day I got evicted from my apartment because owner sold the building. I lost my job too and I acknowledge the fact that I was severely depressed as
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I remember the day precisely that I lost my first job,I also remember what my boss said to me when he fired me but that’s irrelevant now as he did what he was asked to do. I was lost for a while and had no money,I was living on the streets. Than one day I overheard 2 people talking about joining the FBI and where the sign ups were. I went there, I got interviewed buy a man in a tuxedo wearing glasses. I was one of the few that got accepted, training was hard, physically demanding with 20 mile run every day. I passed but barely.The next day I got informed that I was an agent of the FBI. I was given absolute authority over my subordinates to get the job done. My pay was good and I got a big house. It seems that storm in my life abated. But soon after Hurricane Andrew hit the region, It rained hard for days without stop. Rain devastated the region before it stopped,leaving
I had just graduated high school and I wasn’t too interested in going to college. My plan was to enlist into the armed forces after high school, but I took things slow and decided I wanted to make a few bucks first. I had applied for Wal-Mart in late May and very much wanted the job. I called frequently to check on the status of my application and eventually they called me in for an interview. The interview itself took around three hours and I didn’t go home until about two in the morning. On June 10th, I got a call from Wal-Mart asking if there was any way possible I could go in the next day for training; I had been hired at Wal-Mart. Training was a fun experience with very fun and amazing people. I got paid 9.50 an hour, while I was in training as an overnight stocker; though my training took place in the day time. I thought that this was going to be and easy job. I have never been so wrong in my life.
They needed healthy men, and I am somewhat healthy, so I just had to do it. I had to talk to others to see what is happening in their point of view, and I also had to see their opinion about these things. I figured that I needed to talk to a man named Dr. Waldo. Since he was a doctor, I asked him what was happening, what he saw. The look on his face was unbearable to stand, anyone who looked at him would be terrified at what he was about to say. He told me that it was a terrifying experience, and that 1,800 to 2,500 men were dying in December-June, he also said that there were many diseases such as smallpox ( when Dr. Waldo was experimenting, I was one of them to be experimented on, and now I’m immune to it), dysentery, typhoid, and pneumonia.(Busch, 147) By then, even I was shaking, I knew that it would be hard, but it was a risk that I was willing to
Although I have had my fair share of unfair experiences in my life, I strongly feel it is important to not dwell on anything or feel bitter towards anyone when faced with adversity. One of my favorite quotes is from the Bob Marley song "Three Little Birds": "Don't worry about a thing, because every little thing is going to be alright." Not every situation I face in my life will be fair, and I accept that. Whenever I am placed in a conflict with another person, I attempt to solve it with them. However, I acknowledge that not every dispute has a clear resolution. In these cases, I think of Bob Marley. I generally have a righteous problem-solving approach, and "Three Little Birds" helps me stay positive when dealing with
Oddly enough, my relationship with medicine began at an early age, as a twelve year old asthmatic, living in a house with two dogs (that I insisted on having). As a result, whenever I got sick, my respiratory situation was quick to decline, which inevitably led to frequent trips to the local emergency room. In one particular situation, I was admitted to the ICU with a pnuemothorax. While I do not recall the names of the doctors or nurses who cared for me over the next several days, I have come to recognize that their anonymous efforts may very well have saved my life. Naturally, this is not something immediately recognized as a child, but there is no doubt that I was walking a thin line between life and death.
My first job was with a loan officer where I worked as support staffer which pretty much meant everything from translating and interpreting to taking out the trash. From there I worked for a bit at Target, in their little café/Starbucks, which was my lesson in life where I did not want to be. During this time I interviewed for an internship with then Senator Ensign, and was brought on the team as an intern. I graduated high school and knew I had to get out of fast food, and went to apply for retail. I landed a job in a luxury retail store, thanks to my multiple language skills and did great. I had the time of my life working with very important and high profile clients and being close to what I loved Fashion, but I knew this was not going to be my career. I quit for an opportunity I was offered with Nevada Youth Coalition helping out with voter registration, but had to go back to Mexico for a bit. Upon returning I attended the NCLR conference in which I ran into a person from my past Law School mentorship program HUELLAS, who happened to tell me they were looking for a file clerk. I applied and interviewed, and was hired that fall with DeCastroverde Law Firm. I worked there for about a year and a half and moved up to legal assistant, when the opportunity for this job came. I interviewed in the fall, but was not given the job. I decided to head back home, and the day I returned back to Las Vegas to start my spring semester I got a call for a second interview and the rest is history.
At thirteen I left my home in sunny Miami, Florida to attend a boarding school in snowy Milwaukee, Wisconsin. During those four years I learned to be independent, and to work effectively with my peers. One year, a group of students and I began to visit patients every
This is my story and this is how it all began. I was going to work on a Tuesday and I had heard on the radio that there was a Wall Street stock market crash but I hadn't really cared. about it till then. When I got to work the following morning I had the shock of my life, I saw that I had been fired.
I suddenly realized that I could not continue like this. I realized the dimensions of my problems. I needed to identify actual and potential problems. After that day , I tried to get into a conversation with somebody. I was trying to wean myself from the old life .I began to seek the help of social workers. I found that some people had a similar experience as me. I looked in the mirror every day to practice how to speak. When I had a conversation with others, I gathered my temper and spoke my mind. I always observed people's conversations. I tried to participate in social activities. As time went by, I started to talk more freely. My attitude towards life has changed. I think that even though my experience was terrible , but my reflection upon that terrible experience can help my new emotion strengthen. And I realized that I can succeeded when my attitude has changed.
That was just that start of it but things began to look up. We found ourselves jobs out in Weed. It was a very nice place. Nice people and nice scenery. One day we went out and he saw a lady wearing a red dress so he touched it and the girl screamed so he couldn’t let go. She ran away and he skirt was torn and she told the people of Weed that he raped her so we had to run away and hide in farms irrigation. We waited till night and left. We were back on the road to find yet another job. We found this place out near Soledad. So we got a coach there but the coach dropped us of 4 miles away from the ranch. We were expected to be there the night before and arrived there the next day in the late afternoon. When we got there and the boss wasn’t too happy about that but got on with it and took our names down. We began work straight after dinner trying to make up for any time we missed.
problems. Back then, I didn’t understand why I would feel the way I did. I had a good home,
I then bought up stock without a broker to insure myself. I was living out the american dream. I received an offer for a bunch of stocks for two dollars so of course I took it to help out a poor lad. I never realised that it was from winston Churchill. So I asked a stock broker how much this stock was worth and he said it was worth a dollar. I didn’t believe him of course I thought it was a scam of course. I then went to work and I realised that my wages had been cut again. So I then was working my hardest ever to the point that I was physically exhausted. I was now fainting at home to get the necessary sleep in order to sustain my work regimen. I was summoned to the office one last time to learn that I was laid off. The date was 1939. I then joined the airforce to get a solid job. I was assigned a test pilot role in the airforce and I tested the P-40 warhawk and the P-39 It was the best plane I ever flew. I never realised what fun it is to fly in a airplane before. I was instantly hooked to flying and I Never wanted to stop flying. I was hooked I was never going to quit the air force. I kept flying even during world war two. I then was involved in a carbon monoxide leak in the engine and I just managed to bail out in time and save my life to the point I was so terrified I never wanted to fly again so I settled
Everyone at one point in time feels like they have been wronged and judged unfairly at one point in there life. Although I am in college, one expereince sticks out to me when I was about 11 years old. I was coming home from the mall with my mom, aunt and younger cousin, and my cousin was upset during the car ride because that she couldn't something she wanted from the mall. I was completely happy with my trip to the mall because my mom bought me almost everything I picked out. So she's complaining in the car, and slamming things around and I tell her to becareful and not hit me with anything. She in turn told me that "I don't care what you say, you are spoiled and get eeverything you want. But not from me." It was evident she had some resentment toward me, but I did not understand why. I knew she was upset because she didn't get what she wanted, but that wasn't because of me, that was her mom. Her anger was channeled in the wrong direction and at the wrong person. I felt personally attacked by her comment, so I replied "Don't be mad at me, you just a brat and can't handle being told no. It's life, get over it." That did not make the situation any better, because my little cousin became hot with anger. She balled her little fist up and started hitting me. We had jut pulled into my driveway, I guess the best thing would have been for me to get out the car, but I did not. I was bigger than her and knew if I hit her it would do much more damage than her little hands. So I decided to just grab her hands and stop her from hitting me. Our moms were yelling and trying to pull us out the car. My mom grabbed me and was trying to drag me out the car. I let go of my cousins hands and she started swinging again, so I started kicking until my ...
While I was a in my teens and even in my college years I remember many strange and miserable jobs. I quit in the middle of jobs. I thought some jobs would be great but eventually turned out to be not for me. Some jobs I quit after a few minutes, even jobs that I expressed to my boss what I thought about him. That wasn’t always the best idea. I am so grateful that after a great deal I can honestly say I am glad to have a career. At one point I had a job I very much disliked yet it was funny at the same time at one particular moment. The job was trying to sell a “special” vacuum cleaner. This job was the first in the sales area for me. The one thing I hated was going house to house. I would knock at people’s doors and beg them to buy the vacuum. I was just a trainee when I started this new job and had looked at the videos the company instructed me to watch to optimize my selling potential. Once all the class work was done we had to go out five days straight a field trainer, there were many doors to be knocked on.
Back then I was vulnerable and had low self esteem. In addition I was mentally exhausted. I wanted to escape from the cruel reality of the world. I tried to achieve this by listening to music in my bedroom or having a stroll in the woodland - where I could for a short while blank out the hate.
So far in life there have been plenty of times I have been that lousy slug who always expected the worst in every situation. There were plenty of times I would not leave my room and just spent the day in bed shutting the world out. There were days I did not want to see or associate