On December 16, my life changed forever. I was in my third semester of college and had just finished my last final exam. Having studied all night, I headed to the university game room to shoot some pool and relax. After a few games I felt painful spasms in my neck and shoulder. At first I thought it was a “pinched” nerve, and I tried to ignore it, but the pain just got worse. I wanted to go home, but I had promised my girlfriend we would meet. As I walked to her building the pain shifted to my chest and I grew short of breath. I remember sitting out on the steps, waiting, and thinking, “What the hell is going on?” Never had I experienced such fear. I thought I would die. Shari and I had been dating for only a month, and I did not want to alarm her. So when she appeared, I said nothing. She, her girlfriend, and I walked over to the cafeteria for lunch. I sat there quietly wearing my best poker face. No one suspected anything. After lunch, the girls left to go to their next exam and I went home. Looking back, I should have asked for help, but I did not. It took me over forty minutes to walk to my car. With each step, the pain was more crippling. I felt like an elderly man inching along with a walker. Foolishly, I drove myself home. I was nineteen years old, but never in my life did I need my mother more. When I walked in the door my younger brothers and sister were there, but mom wasn’t. I collapsed on the couch, but before I could explain mom arrived home. She could hear the desperation in my voice as I told her, “Mom, I have to go to the hospital, something is wrong!” and explained what was happening. She rushed me to the Emergency Room where we waited in the lobby for hours. The nurses had already performed their initial assessment. They thought maybe I had a chest cold or perhaps sprained the muscles in my sternum. They wanted to take an x-ray, but I had to wait. Mom was worried about my brothers and sister being alone. My stepfather had met us at the hospital, so he stayed with me while she went home to care for them.
The sweat was dripping down my face as I pushed the weights off my chest. Everyone ran towards their bags after a student said there was a gun in school. Twitter was the first source that we checked just to make sure. Boom! The door slammed open as coach Ben yells “Hurry up and get out”. My heart started beating faster and faster. We didn’t know what was going on. As we were running to the gym everyone was panicking and pushing each other. I could feel the burn on my elbow but I didn’t know what it was. When we got to the gym my elbow was covered in blood. We were told to get down and stay quiet. Later on we were told a student brought a gun to school and was planning on committing suicide. That was one of many gun incidents at my high school.
In all actuality, rape culture is the perpetuated myth that all men have the potentiality to become rapists. This in turn, makes every woman a victim of their rapist’s potential. In fact, it is o...
At February’s conference, I participated in the Mock Trial program for my second consecutive year. On the team I was assigned to, I was one of two experienced Mock Trial competitors. Because most of my teammates were inexperienced, I was happy to assume the position of someone who gives information about rules of evidence, critiques lines of questioning and witness responses, and provides “insider tips” concerning upcoming trials. I made sure that the preparations I needed to be both an attorney and witness were accomplished before the conference began, so I was able to spend much of the planning time helping my peers prepare.
Sexual violence has plagued our society for ages and though numerous groups and organizations have made significant success against it, sexual violence is still very rampant and destructive today. Rape is a form of sexual violence that countless women experience and is unfortunately perpetuated by today’s rape culture. The term rape culture designed by feminist defines it as ways in which society holds victims of sexual assault responsible and tolerates male sexual violence. This concept results from gender inequality and the ideologies held by men, which maintain the disparity among genders. Since the olden day’s gender roles have been established for men and women that proliferate todays thinking about the powerful entitled man and the submissive punishable woman. This mindset is the very reason why incidents of sexual assault are continuous with the responsibility of the crime falling on the victims.
I got back to my house and my dad took my bag. He said listen very carefully and know that it’s okay to cry. I said alright and that’s when I felt like I had died inside. When I say it hit me like a bullet I mean it actually felt like someone had shot me. It was more painful than when I broke my ankle. I stood there refusing to believe that she was dead. All the time I had to fight that thought was 10 minutes. By that time I was at my grandparents house and was greeted by crying relatives.
The defining aspect of a rape culture is often the blaming of victims. Too often victims are confronted with a reproachful line of questioning that shifts focus from the perpetrator of the sexual assault, but on the victim. In the book Asking For it by Kate Harding, she explains if “ if rape is the violation of a person’s autonomy, the use of another person’s body against their wishes, then it shouldn’t matter what the victim was drinking, how much sexual experiences she has before, and the signs of struggle on her body.” This trend of blaming victims also occurs on college campuses. Many college counselors tasked with the job of representing and protecting students use language to suggest the victim is somehow at fault. For example, a student police officer told a student rape will always happen continue to happen as long as women It does not go unmistaken that this could be one of the many reasons why sexual assault and particularly rape go unreported; there is not a stable environment where victims feel compelled to speaking about their
“Every 107 seconds, another American is sexually assaulted” (“Statistics”). With the prevalence of rape in this country, one must suspect that there is something more to the frequency rape than the rapist himself. Of course, individuals need to be held responsible for their actions--especially when those actions include the despicable crime of sexual assault--however these individuals are not all shady characters hanging out in alleys waiting for a victim: they are seemingly normal citizens who are a byproduct of society’s acceptance and normalization of rape. Rape culture is ubiquitous in American society today, and needs to be addressed. Rape culture is a real problem in society that needs to be recognized, is problematic on college campuses,
I quickly dried off with the pink mermaid towel. Our friends came outside and sat down on the poolside chairs without making eye contact or making a single sound. I went inside to find my father sitting down on the big comfy lazy boy chair in our living room just off the kitchen. He asked me to sit on his lap, and he put his arms around my side. We sat there in silence for a few seconds. My stomach churned, something was really wrong. In a quiet calm voice my dad explained to me where my mother was and why she wasn’t with us. I couldn’t hold it together; tears came pouring down my face, I wanted to scream. I wanted to see my mother so bad; her gentle hugs were so comforting. All I could think about was how I would no longer be able to ride my blue sparkly bike with My Little Pony stickers on it down the street to my grandparents house to hear my grandpa's’ stories, eat all the orange popsicles in the freezer, and call him up to see if he had the ingredient my mom forgot to get for baking. My dad asked me not to tell my sister yet, that she was too young to understand what was going on right
Rape is more prevalent than most people realize, although an accurate statistic is impossible to acquire due to various reasons that rapes are not reported. Studies suggest that as many as 1 out of every 4 women is a victim of either completed rape or attempted rape (Warshaw, 1988, as cited in Holmes & Holmes, 2009). The Rape Relief Center reports that every 2 minutes in the United States, a woman is raped (Holmes & Holmes, 2009). Rape is defined as “nonconsensual sex involving coercion, empowerment or anger” (Holmes & Holmes, 2009, p. 300), and rape culture is identified as a culture where rape is normalized due to attitudes about
Lymphoma is described as the cancer of one or more lymph nodes. There are multiple types of lymphoma, with multicentric lymphoma being the most common. There are several stages of this condition that all affect how the animal will be treated. There are multiple breeds that are predisposed, such as boxers and basset hounds being the most common. Cats who have been exposed to FeLV, or FIP are most at risk for lymphoma. Animals of either species who have been exposed to cigarette smoke are at risk. Once a diagnosis is made from a fine needle aspirate, history, lab work, and a physical exam, treatment will begin. There are many varieties of treatments available, but chemotherapy or surgical removal is the most common. There are a few risks involved with treatment including bone marrow suppression and infections.
Colleges should be a safe environment for students, but instead there are cases of rape on college. The reporting rates are very low at colleges. An average of only 12% of student victims report the assault. One of 5 women have been assaulted by somebody they know. About 85-90% sexual assaults reported are done by someone known to the victims(National Institute of Justice, 2008). An average 28% of forced rapes took place at a college. Women blame themselves for being drunk and don’t report it (Steve Inskeep, 2010).
My stomach weakens with a thought that something is wrong, what would be the answer I could have never been ready for. I call my best friend late one night, for some reason she is the only person’s voice I wanted to hear, the only person who I wanted to tell me that everything will be okay. She answer’s the phone and tells me she loves me, as I hear the tears leak through, I ask her what is wrong. The flood gates open with only the horrid words “I can’t do this anymore”. My heart races as I tell her that I am on my way, what I was about to see will never leave my thoughts.
I would say, I have struggled a lot with being vulnerable to other people. This issue has kept me from letting more people come into my life. I notice that it 's all happened because I did not know how perfect I was in God’s eyes that make me free from the mentality of always have to prove something to others. I want to learn that sometimes, to acknowledge that “I was not okay” or to say “sorry” first to others are normal and acceptable. Nothing wrong with being vulnerable to others. I want to see progress in this area. The second area in my life that I want to see some progress is I want to become more grateful. Sometimes, I could get trapped in my mind by making a comparison to other people’s life. I could be so lost in my imagination and started to live with the “what if…” questions. I want to see progress in this area, especially after I have learned about spiritual maturity throughout this class. I want to become a person that is always giving thanks to God no matter what happened in my life.
Oh my God! TJ!“ It was just my mom.She was crying and calling my name again and again.I was so embarrassed and disappointed of my self.I had let her down. After, two of the EMT guys put us on an ambulance. Finally,we made our way to the hospital. My friend john and me were sent in palo alto medical center. It took us about fifteen minute to get there. My friend john was alright. He had a couple of stitches in his head and his arm. He got relieved after a couple of tests but, I was severely injured. I was lying on a hospital bed and thinking what I would have done in the past. Cause this terrible accident happened to me. I was sent to el camino hospital, where I went to the operation theater for my hipbones surgery.The doctor told me after surgery that my hipbones was fractured the reason they had to put a plate in hipbones to stay together.Although, my left arm was also fractured the reason I could not feel my arm. After surgery, they took me to the other room and gave me a couple of injections. Momentarily, I went to sleep. I woke up in the next day and thinking hopefully it was just a dream,but it’s not. I opened my eyes and saw a couple of relative looking me like a stranger. My dad came over my bed and gave me a hug and I literally started crying after thinking about the accident. I could not believe after a massive car accident I was still alive. Doctors kept in hospital couple of
The following paper required the assessment of answers that were chosen to questions asked by Prentice Hall’s Self-Assessment Online Library. For each given part of the questionnaire, the knowledge that was obtained while doing so was thoroughly evaluated. The information that is discussed was then applied to the workplace. Behaviors and interactions with others were focused on in the explanation of the roles that such awareness would contribute to in becoming a better employee and co-worker. These sections were then applied to what was learned about myself along with what knowledge advancement I gained on the topic of organizational behavior. “The Gospel and Personal Reflection” was the final concentration of this report. The transformation that the Holy Spirit has had on my weaknesses was explained in reference to the named article. Ironically, much was to be learned in furthering the understanding that I thought I had of my own personality. Very good