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What is emotional intelligence
Emotional intelligence
What is emotional intelligence?Broadly speaking, EQ refers to someone’s ability to perceive, understand and manage their own feelings and emotions
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The stress of my day drained away the moment I heard my sister’s laughter. Every other noise would vibrate in the eardrum and make me feel like I was about to topple over. I reached out for her, the warm, small palms fitting entirely in mine. When she flashes an innocent smile in my direction, I cannot not help but feel grateful I have her around. Although she does not understand it, I attribute my determination to succeed to her. Abby, as I often call my sister, welcomes me home with open arms. After spending the entire day in school taking advanced placement classes, followed by community service, and some sort of meeting for a school organization, I feel drained of energy. But I know when I come home I am unable to rest because I have a profusion of homework. Yet, I need a break to keep my body healthy and avoid exhaustion from too much stress. That’s why Abby’s smile is so important to me. When I see her smile, I think to myself how I want to relax. However, no matter how tired I am, I feel it is a waste to watch television or play games for hours at a time when there is so muc...
Despite the toll the job takes on her, Sara always sees the good things in life. This is due to two very loving parents, Sara claims. Sara refers to both of her parents as her main support system. They are also the people who have made the greatest influence on her life. “They have helped me through all of the hard times,” She told me proudly, “but they have shown me how to be a
Gazing upon my sister, it was as though she had been replaced by her complete opposite. Where once her face had been covered with smiles all of the time, her face was now contorted with grief, and it looked like she would never smile again. Her look could only be described as a small child who has lost a toy in the sand box.
Abby: Tell me about it, I’m studying every night and my grades are still barely about passing. Mia: (puts down menu) It makes me remember how much easier high school Abby: I know right, you forget to do homework, you’d be fine because we would go over it in class.
Now, let’s talk about my older sister, Cierra. Cierra has the most determination out of all the people I know. She sets her goals high and makes sure that her goals are reached no matter what the struggles are. Because she applies to every award and scholarship possible, I am beyond proud of all her accomplishments. Cierra’s also a silly goose, it’s a inside joke that we have together. It’s all because of one night we’re laughing hysterically and started calling each other a silly goose, so now it’s stuck.
The house wasn’t as luxurious as Hana had hoped, but it was pretty nice with its antique décor. Hana sipped her tea, and her stomach thanked her, for she hadn’t eaten in days. She looked up and realized that they were all staring at her, waiting for her to say something. “How are all of you doing today?” Hana asked with a red face. She was embarrassed that she was quiet for that long. “We are happy now that you are here, Hana! How is your family? Mrs. Toda replied in a bit too cheery tone. “My mom and sister are fine. My uncle sends his greetings,” Hana responded quickly. “Ah, your uncle is a good man, did he send you here?” Mr.Toda said in a longing tone. “He says that you are a well-educated woman, who likes her studies.” “Yes, I am studying to become a doctor, but God knows best,” Hana answered. “I like this lady,
She is stressing out and worried about not liking school. Sister Bear very much enjoyed being home all the time and with her parents and brother. At home she could read books play with her toys and hang out with her friends, at school she didn't think she could do any of that. “What will school be like Mama?’ She asked at bedtime.
In the days leading up to her graduation, she was so excited about receiving her diploma for her academic accomplishments, even though she hasn’t accomplished a lot in life by experiencing a little bit of it. She felt like the birthday girl with her pretty dress, beautiful hair, and the presents she received from Uncle Willie and her mother. She felt like it w...
My soul sister friend, Trisha G., did one of the most important things we can do for another soul, she held space for me…to be me. In holding that space, she graciously held the door open ... a pathway paved with love and safety that showed me the conduit needed to speak the truth of my story. In speaking my truth, I am setting about the business of reclaiming the fragmented and the broken pieces of my spirit. I am thankful for her presence.
So, when I write this book, I often think of you. I think of your friends who will read this book. And I pray they will look to you and recognize how special you are. You’ve taught me to have a heart for people – to love by protecting the ones I love with God’s best interest at heart. There’s nobody in the world who will ever be my little sis but you.
Kari, I want to note how beautiful you look today, and to tell you that this has truly been a special day for me. Thank you for giving true meaning to the word sister and for sharing the last 28 years with me. My parents and I have just loved this girl from the day she was born. We?ve coddled her, enjoyed her, and laughed with her. I know how much joy she has brought into our lives, and I know that she?ll bring that joy into Ernest?s life...
The kitchen is sweltering, like everywhere else in the house, so the ice melts quickly as I drop it into the pitcher of freshly brewed mint tea. A fly buzzes around my head, and I try not to flinch as I pour five glasses of the light green liquid. One is for dad, who is in the garden picking tomatoes, another for mom who is diligently preparing for tomorrow's birthday party, and one is for my youngest sister Rachel who is running around the neighborhood with her dog. I take a sip from one of the remaining cups and carry the last to my other sister, Anna. Though I have not heard from her in hours, I know she will be sitting in the same position I last saw her: reclined on the porch chair, feet rested on the railing, and mind deeply lost in her newest science fiction or fantasy novel.
...ave me a bright pink gift bag stuffed with shiny silver tissue paper to open. Inside was a shirt that read “I’M A BIG SISTER!” I put the sister shirt on and saw everything differently. “Today marks an important day and you’re going to hold your brother even though you’re nervous, you’re going take responsibility and be the best caring, loving sister you can be”, I said silently to myself.
I never thought this day would come. I mean, I did know it was coming, but I just never thought it would be this soon. Since birth, Lina has been my older sister, my companion, my confidant, and moreover, my best friend. As years passed, I acknowledged that we were getting older, and that the date of her departure was getting closer, yet, I did not want to believe it. Since last year, she had been in the exhausting process of applying to universities, and by the end of May, the University of New Orleans (UNO) granted her with a generous scholarship. With a smile full of pride and amazement, she accepted the scholarship and reserved her space in the Psychology field in the UNO. Overshadowed by the great news of her scholarship, we failed to foretell the gloomy days that were close to arrive.
Have you ever been influenced by some important person that helped you be the person that you are today? I have been. The people that have had influence on me are the most important humans beings, my family. But before I begin talking about my family, I want to describe to you the place that we spend most of the time together which also means something important to me and my family. This place is called the family room. This room is small but cozy. It is painted in white and has three windows decorated with beautiful curtains. By the windows you can appreciate a nice view of some beautiful trees and a nice pool. On the walls there are some family photos like the ones that show where my brothers and I were born, my graduation photo, some family members photos like my grandparents, and some paintings made by one of my brothers. Also inside this room there is a nice home theater that includes a nice stereo and TV, and a new compact computer. But this is not all, this room has some very comfortable furniture and I can say that they are comfortable because I use them to watch TV, a movie, or just sit and rest. Also the furniture is used by my brothers to sit and play nitendo, to study, or play with the computer. But from all this furniture there is one chair that is the most cozy chair that I have ever sat upon and that is my father's chair. So this is our room, which is very important to us and has a lot of special things, but the most special part of this room is when it brings my family together.
Many of us have role models in our lives and to most people role models are athletes and movie stars, but to me a role model is much more. To me a role model is a person who has positively influenced someone in life, and is not a person filled with selfishness and greed. They help shape someone’s personality, and characteristics. They are people who someone can look up to for advice in a hard situation, and know that they will give those words of wisdom. They will never judge our past actions, instead only look to help because they really care. A role model is someone who we should never feel awkward talking to about our problems. A perfect role model for me is my mother. She is a wonderful human being. She’s smart, wise, ambitious, patient and such a loving person. There are no words that can describe my gratitude towards her, but through this essay I will describe some of her characteristics that makes her my role model.