I was born and raised in Waco, Texas. I am an only child, therefore people tend to get the stereotypical impression that I am spoiled, but I disagree. I was raised to put others before myself and be considerate of their feelings. I was taught to always be happy and to not let anything or anybody bring me down and always have a positive view towards everything. Your point of view towards life says a lot about the person you are. I have always been very optimistic; I tend to see the good in everything and everybody. I believe that no matter what you are going through in life, there is always something good around the corner. This mindset impacts my behavior in a good way, it has helped me be very well aware of who I am and I believe this has allowed me to establish a strong foundation towards who I want to become. Many people have asked me how I am able to remain so positive all the time. My response to them is that it is very important to understand is that life goes on, regardless of what comes your way you need to stay strong through it all. It is not about how many times you get knocked down; it is about how many times you get back up and continue being strong. There have been multiple events and relationships that have affected me for some periods of time, but I have healed and continue to strive for improvement every day. When I was five years old I started kindergarten at La Vega Elementary. About halfway through the year my parents decided we needed to move houses, meaning I had to move schools also, so I transferred over Cedar Ridge Elementary. At first it was hard adjusting to the new environment but after a while I got accustomed to it and enjoyed my new school. I went there all through fifth grade and then transitioned ... ... middle of paper ... ... me have been the death of two people very close to me. One was the man that lived next door to me when I lived in my first house. I never really had a grandfather around much, but he was there since the day I was born, I loved him like if he was my actual grandfather. My cousin’s wife also passed away this summer. She wasn’t closely related to me but she lived in the house right across the street from my current house for the past ten years and I saw her on a daily basis, she was honestly like a second mom to me. These events have really opened my eyes and made me realize how precious life is and how much I should appreciate it because it can be gone in an instant. Both of these deaths as well as my mom’s fight against cancer have affected me a lot these past few months, but I am slowly feeling better about how things are turning out, I refuse to lose my positivity.
During my career as a student, I have moved schools a total of six times. It is a challenge to adapt to a new school and catch up with their curriculum. I personally have experienced this when I moved to Orchard Hills. I was behind in Mathematics, Language Arts, and Social Studies, and being in the honors program only made it that much harder to catch up. In
Death had taken away the happiness and joy that my mother would have had to not only see my sister one last time, but also my two other brothers that had not made it there yet. Nagel has opened my eyes to the fact that we may be sad to see love ones pass away, but to them it is so much more a devastating thing to them because they are the ones leaving us behind and would give anything to just have one more day, one more hour, or even just two more minutes to say goodbye to a loved one before they
I was in fourth grade when my mother switched me into a different school. I had no idea that I was moving until I
I grew up in Desert Hot Springs and went to school there until the first grade. The school I attend there was Bubbling Wells Elementary School. Then I moved to Cathedral City and attended Sunny Sands Elementary School 2 -5 grade. I promoted and went to James Workman Middle School. And now I'm in my 2nd year of high school at Rancho Mirage. One bad experience I had in an English class was a teacher who didn't know how to do her
One of my instances was when I happened to lose my pet dog. It was sad because he had practically become a part of the family. We had even gotten to where we’d take him to get checked by the vet whenever he seemed to be in pain or not feeling well. When he died I felt I had lost a friend. Another example for me would be when my dad was in an accident at work in which he happened to injure his neck and break a leg. I didn’t lose him, but just the sadness that came from his accident brought me a huge feeling of appreciation that I still had him and that he was alive. It’s moments like these that give us a different perspective of life. This is one reason I believe the Chinese saying “One must eat bitter to taste sweet” because without sadness one would not be able to distinguish or identify true happiness in all aspects of
This tough time in my life was when my grandma had passed away; it was a really hard time for me since it was so sudden and no one saw it coming. Since it was a really hard time for me in my life, my mom was always there and was always there to people on my dad’s side of the family
Although most people think all high schools are the same, my experience in switching schools said otherwise. Going to Mount Juliet High School then transferred to Lebanon High School taught me a lot of different things. Transferring made me realize people are not the same everywhere; I learned the environment, people, and teachers are very different.
I cannot recall how many of these I have gone through in my life, but I can recall one which happened two years ago that taught me the value of helping others and remaining positive. When my daughter was about two years old, she caught a stomach virus from her preschool; and not long after, my husband fell ill and had to be taken to the hospital by ambulance. After a week in the hospital, the doctors still could not figure out what was wrong with my husband. I was faced with the stress of caring for my daughter, worrying about my husband, and managing school work. We hired a sitter who was unable to come to the house every day, and I soon felt I was on the edge of a nervous breakdown. I had to remind myself several times each day that I could overcome this situation. I reminded myself that I was strong but still, I wished with all my heart that someone would come to help. My own family was half a world away, and my husband’s family lived far from us as well. One day, our neighbor Linda came over and offered to help. I could not find the words to express how much I appreciated her help, and I will never forget her
The saddest moment of my life was the day that I had to detach from my parents at the airport. Having to get used to being alone and deal with not having the presence of the people who I love was very hard. Being away from home made me miss until the minimum detail of everything that I shared with them, but above all things, being away from my parents made me appreciate them more. I realized what it means my family for me and saw all the effort they made for making me the person I am today. I want to be able in the future to return them all what they gave me in the past and see them live without worries. My family is my strength and my motivation to move forward; they make me stronger every day. I have learned how to live without my family, but I will always have my family present despite the
After, she passed, life seemed darker for awhile. Perhaps, losing loved ones, are physical and mental blows, that I can’t seem to get away from. I would cry for days with wondering thoughts on how I could have saved them. As family and friends disappeared whether by death or just lack of communications in friendships, it had negatively affected me, wondering when will the last day be. However, as I begun to face the realities of life, I am learning that you enjoy life today and focus on whatever comes when it comes.
At a very young age, I have experienced a very hard death in my family, I lost my mother. She was the most important person in my life besides my father at that time. We were going through such a hard time and my siblings and I was very concerned about our father and how he was taking it so we encouraged him to go out and meet him a new friend. Well, he did and he met my mother (there is no such thing as the step) Judith Joyce. This woman came into our lives and took on a task that she could have just said no to. She had the option to say no to the chaos that was set in the future but she didn't, she showed us no matter what life throws ahead of you, keep pushing because one day you want to just give it all up but instead you don't because
My father died just two weeks after my sixteenth birthday in my Sophomore year. He was strong and nothing could stop him in my eyes. He would always be there, standing tough with a smile waiting for me to come home.
The first time I actually remember moving was when I just finished second grade. My family had lived in Texas for six years, and we had made so many wonderful and lifelong friends. I remember not wanting to move and crying as we drove off. We moved to Arlington, Virginia and I started third grade at Nottingham Elementary School. I had so much fun! I was a student council representative and a member of a soccer team.
Something that I really struggled with was the passing of my Grandmother. She was a strong woman and an inspiration to everybody in my family. I think that I struggled with it because she was a great human being, I kind of looked up to her a bit, and of course she was part of my family. I think that along with her passing, I struggled with the fact that she died when I thought that she did nothing wrong in her entire life and did not deserve to die. Mainly the fact that she was a really good person and she just died like that.
In my life time, I have experienced many deaths. I have never had anyone that was very close to me die, but I have shed tears over many deaths that I knew traumatically impacted the people that I love. The first death that influenced me was the death of my grandfather. My grandfather passed away when I was very young, so I never really got the chance to know him. My papaw Tom was my mothers dad, and she was very upset after his passing. Seeing my mom get upset caused me to be sad. The second death that influenced my life was the death of my great grandmother. My great grandmother was a very healthy women her whole life. When she was ninety three she had