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I came into this world and discovered that my life was surrounded by poverty, violence, alcoholism, and drugs. My mother was pregnant at the age of sixteen years old and my father was an alcoholic, so both my parents never finished their high school education. My mom relied on working long hours at a retail store, while my dad achieved his stability by staying home and selling drugs or as he called it “gold.” With that said, my mom became the legal provider as she supported herself, my dad, and four kids. As a result, I became the center of holding my family together by taking on the role of a parent as well as protecting my siblings; I was still only just a child myself. Therefore, I made sure my father, brother, and sister were all fed, cleaned, in bed, and still breathing. As a young child I carried on more responsibilities that placed a massive weight on my shoulders. However, I felt as if I had an advantage over other kids, such as the ability to handle a stove and utilize cleaning supplies properly.
From being a clueless naïve child, I suddenly became the parent; the parent who protected their siblings from witnessing an unhealthy, physical relationship between
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Being the motherly figure has passionately aspired me to become a pediatrician. I learned to value my education while witnessing my mother’s struggles, dragging herself out of bed to attend a job she hates, made me realize that’s not a life I want to live. For this reason, education became my key to happiness. As a doctor, I know I’ll go through extreme measures to be the very best I can. Pursuing this career path will ensure me success and stability, as well as consistency which is a variable I’m not familiar with. I envision myself in the comfort of my own home with peace and quiet to enjoy. This will ultimately be my reward for every bit of my struggle, my sweat, and my
Although I grew up with both my parents, my dad was working a 12 hour shift, so he could provide for all his children. Even though I had the love of both my parents, I chose to hang out with my neighbors most of the day. The neighborhood I lived in was full of drugs, violence, and money. I wasn’t really into the violence part. My dad was working all day just so we could have the things we required. I didn’t want to waist our family’s money so I would never ask my Mom or Dad for any. I started hustling anything I had or could get my hands on. It was a bad decision but at the time I wasn’t thinking about the consequences. I was just trying to get my hands on a lot of money. I started robbing places and people, and ended up getting arrested a couple times. Before I started to realize that in the long run, it would turn out for the worst. The first time I got arrested, I didn’t even care. I just wanted to get done with the process of everything, and get back to what I was doing. My mind was set to think “Damn how could you make a silly mistake, and get caught like that.” My mother was totally shocked when she found out that I was getting into trouble, because I hadn’t gotten any complains from school for bad behavior, or bad grades, and I had never let my mom know that I was doing all these useless stuff. Ultimately I got sent to boarding school and now have completely switched up my life. My environment was having a big affect on my life. I learned from my mistakes and I am making a better future for myself. I don’t regret much because, I have gained so much knowledge from the wrong things I did in my life. The author Wes Moore had a change of environment and influences and turned out in a different situation, than the other Wes moor...
I came into this world in August of 1973. I came into this world and entered a family of dysfunction. I was born into a two-parent household with one sister who is 3 years my senior. This should have been a “normal” childhood, but I soon discovered such a thing did not exist.
When I was younger, I remember feeling as though I lived in a bubble; my life was perfect. I had an extremely caring and compassionate mother, two older siblings to look out for me, a loving grandmother who would bake never ending sweets and more toys than any child could ever realistically play with. But as I grew up my world started to change. My sister developed asthma, my mother became sick with cancer and at the age of five, my disabled brother developed ear tumors and became deaf. As more and more problems were piled upon my single mother’s plate, I, the sweet, quiet, perfectly healthy child, was placed on the back burner. It was not as though my family did not love me; it was just that I was simply, not a priority.
Growing up in a single parent household was a struggle. My mother worked very long and hard so that I could get what I wanted and needed as a child. To this very day she works just hard, if not more. My mother had me at the age of sixteen, although she was just a child herself, she has raised me well. It was hard for her to manage everything but she found a way. When I was eight years old my mom had to take in my older cousin, Longris, due to the passing of his mother. It got harder on my mom because now she had an extra person to provide for. Through these hard times another cousin of mine, had to move in with us due to his mother’s passing. From this point it got even harder to manage bills and taking care of a household. Despite all of our challenges we found a way to make it. This taught me
Seventeen years ago, I came bounding into a world of love and laughter. I was the first child, the first grandchild, the first niece, and the primary focus of my entire extended family. Although they were not married, my parents were young and energetic and had every good intention for their new baby girl. I grew up with opportunities for intellectual and spiritual growth, secure in the knowledge that I was loved, free from fear, and confident that my world was close to perfect. And I was the center of a world that had meaning only in terms of its effect on me-- what I could see from a height of three feet and what I could comprehend with the intellect and emotions of a child. This state of innocence persisted through my early teens, but changed dramatically in the spring of my sophomore year of high school. My beloved father was dying of AIDS.
In my early childhood my parents constantly tried to ensure my life was the best it could be. Though they tried as best they could they were still constantly hit with obstacles. These obstacles would be having to live in a total of seven different homes by the time I was age 7, struggled to provide financially and dealing with my dad being in and out of jail because of DUI’s. My Mother struggled to keep a job for more than a couple months and my dad was an irresponsible alcoholic. It wasn’t
In high school, I was among those students who always indicated that I will be going college. However, unlike most people I seem to meet these days I did not know that I wanted to be a doctor. When it was time to head off to college, I was still unsure of what I wanted to pursue. As most college freshmen, I did not know what major best suits my personality. I desired a career that would define who I am and a career that is self-gratifying. However, the path that I should follow was unclear to me. Because of my uncertainty I failed to see that my parents dream became my reality. As I began my college experience as a nursing student, I felt somewhat out of place. I realized that my reason for majoring in nursing was my parents' influence on me. They wanted me to believe that nursing is right for me. I always knew I wanted to go into the medical field, but I felt that I needed to know how to choose a medical specialty that I feel is right for me. My first step was to change my major. I chose to change my major to biology. My love for science led me to this decision. I began to explore the opportunities open to biology students.
One lady I spoke to came from a broken home, but her mother was a hard worker and provided the necessities for her family and was able to be a constant in her life, however this lady became an alcoholic just like her father was and he was rarely in the picture. She had many behavior problems that got her in trouble with various people like teachers, counselors and the law. This is different from my situation because my mother and step father did not work or provide the constant necessities or support needed to survive. I feel that I learned a lot just by watching the people around me and decided that I did not want to be like them. The next lady I spoke to had two working parents and was left to care for her siblings many times when a regular sitter was not available, so in turn she had to grow up in a hurry and not be able to enjoy her childhood normally. I have more in common with her because growing up at a rapid pace when you have no choice can cause regrets, relationship problems, detestation for other family members and a need to be more independent than one’s peers. Family dysfunction in any type of environment can cause mental and physical health issues that can stay with a person throughout their life time, but it is in how one thinks of themselves that gets them past the stigma that come along with being
Since I am intrigued by the children’s personalities, I love spending time with them (and that’s why their child-like ways rub off on me). Thus, I believe that my own childish personality and my love of children will motivate me in the near future to help them out with their medical needs. Also, being a pediatrician and helping out children has its own rewards. Not only will I be doing something I enjoy, but I will be getting paid a generous price as well. A pediatrician’s salary is not the highest compared to surgeons or cardiologists, but it’s enough to have a life that is something more than simply satisfying.
I’ve always had a passion for children and have always loved medicine since I was seven years old. . Growing in God and trying to follow the path has been a tough but a rewarding one. Over the past two years, I went from being a biology major because my credits wouldn’t transfer over to nursing because I would not give up my dream to take care of children in the medical field. I chose nursing to continue the dream I’ve had since I was seven years old that I have never given up on. I am a diligent hard working person. I won’t give up on my dreams no matter how hard it is. Strategies I plan to use to accomplish my goal is to disregard and put an immediate stop to negative thoughts that may try to undermine what I’m striving for. In addition to this I will also “lose the guilt”, by, not allowing myself to beat myself up if I don 't do something correctly the first time. I 'll get back up and persevere through. I feel as a nursing student these strategies will help me succeed as a nursing student. I push through no matter how hard it is and I know with God by my side I 'll never fail and as long as I continue to have faith I know I will never
Growing up my mom and dad always showed us unconditional love. They shaped us to learn the right from the wrong and the importance of education. They related the troubles we experienced in America theirs in South America and how education primarily is the root to being successful in America. My dad would always say “we never had the opportunities you all have in America so don’t let it slip away”. Besides education, they taught us that money is easier spent then earned so to value a dollar. The upbringing in life that they had was very hard living and all the struggles they experience moving to a new country just to provide a better living environment for their kids. In their country beating your kids was known to put way word kids straight. My brother and I can contest to those beating but it made us into good kids. We didn’t give into the peer pressure of other kids in school and we learned to walk away from trouble instead of fighting. Don’t get me wrong, we weren’t angels but we stayed out of the ways of trouble. I commend my parents for the person I’ve become and the independence they instilled in my life today. I’ve used the knowledge to shape the person I want to be and some day the mother I want to be for my kids. My parents brought me up with the foundation of kindness, humbleness, and understand with a strong spiritual Christian background. Their parenting styles
There have been a vast number of lives that have touched mine. Many different people have shared a piece of their soul in my formation. However, it is my mother who is the most important and most influential person in my life. My mother raised me by herself since the day I was born. My father was abusive and she left to make a better life for the both of us. She has worked as many as four jobs at one time. My mother wants to make sure my brothers and I have a better life than she did. It hasn’t always been easy for her, taking care of us on her own, trying to pay bills and making sure we had everything we needed. My mom has always had us involved in sports at a very young age. We always were doing something or involved in something growing up. We went to summer school all through elementary school because she wanted us to get a head start. I remember when we were little she enrolled us I a manners and more class and I can recall when we would go out to eat people would compliment us on how well behaved we were.
My mother was taking care of me, and my three other siblings all alone by herself. When my father was living my mother only had one job, but now she had to work more. She had a massive impact on our lives by making sure we had everything we needed. Because I was the oldest of my siblings, I felt like I was a parent. At just eight years old, I had to skip school just to make sure my siblings had someone to look after them while my mother worked. I was obligated to feed them, give them baths, and put clothes on them. It was very difficult, but I knew my mother had to pay bills, and take care of us and herself, so I knew she couldn’t afford a babysitter. When times got very tough, my mom would get stressed out and take it out on us by throwing tantrums, hollering at us and beating on us. I didn’t have a choice but to encourage my mother, and be the one to push her to not give
Our parents work hard to get us where we are today. Due to the fact that my parents had lack of education and there English wasn 't that good they wasn’t able to get a job that was more relaxing. Though they work in company only they were able to earn enough to raise all of us. Through nurture, now that I’m older I don’t exactly see all the struggles that my parent had gone through to raise me, but I do see and understand more about the struggles. Their love for us, nothing can compare to it. Seeing what my parents had gone through and how hard they have work inspired me to work hard, go to school get a good job so in the future they can depend on me and just rest.
Throughout my life, I have worked towards one goal which is to become a doctor. Medicine offers the opportunity for me to integrate different scopes of science while trying to improve human life. Medicine has intrigued me throughout all my life because it??s a never ending mystery and every answer has questions, and vice versa. Upon entering my career, I had assumed that professional and financial success would surely bring personal fulfillment. This realization triggered a process of self-searching that led me to medicine. The commitment to provide others with healthcare is a serious decision for anyone. As I examined my interests and goals, however, I underwent a process of personal growth that has propelled me towards a career as a physician. A career in medicine will allow me to integrate thoroughly my passion for science into a public-service framework. Since childhood, I have loved acquiring scientific knowledge, particularly involving biological processes. During my undergraduate studies, I displayed my ability to juggle competing demands while still maintaining my academic focus; I have succeeded at school while volunteering part time, spending time with family and friends, and working part-time. To better serve my expected patient population, I worked over my English and Korean language skills. I have come to discover that a job and even a good income, without another significant purpose, will not bring satisfaction. I planed to utilize my assets, namely my problem- solving affinity, strong work ethic, and interpersonal commitment, to craft a stimulating, personally rewarding career in medicine. I have taken stock of myself, considering my skills, experiences, and goals. I have looked to family and friends, some of whom are doctors, for advice. Because of this self-examination, I have decided to pursue a career in health care. The process has been difficult at times but always illuminating. Throughout it all, I have never lost confidence - the confidence that I will actively absorb all available medical knowledge, forge friendships with fellow students, and emerge from my training as a skilful and caring physician.