I have been sitting here in the quiet thinking about the question being asked of me, “Please describe an event or experience in your life and how it will influence your academic work and goals at Colorado Christian University?” The one event that has influenced everything I do in my life would be the day that I accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior. From that day forward I became a new person. Let me begin by sharing my testimony. My childhood was not filled with glorious memories or unforgettable adventures, nor was it filled with indescribable pain. I had an average childhood, or at least that is the way I remember it. I am the oldest of four siblings. I have a twin sister and two brothers. When my sister and I were 3 years old, and our brother 10 months old, our mother died of cancer. My dad …show more content…
In that day and time that was an incredible task for my father. Some young men would have suggested that other members in the family step into the parenting role. Not my father. He was a hard headed, proud, very determined man. My father had suffered many tragedies in his life. He nearly lost his life twice during the two tours he served in Vietnam, and then he faced raising children alone after the death of my mother. These events left him with unimaginable scars both physically and mentally. My dad was not a perfect father, he always told us “We were his children and he did what needed to be done.” My dad became an alcoholic at a very young age. He was a disabled American Veteran struggling to provide for his children. Please don’t misunderstand me, I am not making excuses for his behavior, I am just telling things the way I saw them as a child. My dad was a great man as long as he was sober. He was the most kind and giving man in the world. When he began to drink his personality changed completely. As a child I didn’t understand this. I just learned to deal with it. We were raised
In this reflection, describe an event or an experience in your life that will influence your academic work and goals at Colorado Christian University.
Some memories are best forgotten, but it takes courage to go through them. Often, I wish to forget the day when I almost lost my parents in a tragic car accident. As my world came crumbling down, I prayed and hoped that the nightmare would soon end. I endlessly fought the sense of helplessness, isolation and fear of the uncertainty. I was 19 and clueless. Nevertheless, I sailed through these dreadful days and welcomed my parents home after six long months. In the months that followed my parent’s return, I juggled between taking care of my parents, graduating college and adjusting to my new job. Almost 10 years later, this dark phase still has a phenomenal impact on me. Perhaps, because this specific experience transformed me into a grateful,
“In my research, I have found that the issues people are dealing with now often have roots based on an earlier life that extends into this life. If not resolved, they will possibly carry them into a future life.”
There are numerous moments, and people in my life that have influenced me and caused change and growth. But I think one moment in particular has had more so much influence on me, that if it hadn’t happened, I probably wouldn’t be who I am today. The day that my parents divorced had such a lasting impact on me that it has affected my decisions even as an adult. But if things had been different I probably wouldn’t be the same.
As a child, I never experienced racism it wasn’t until my teenage years when I started to take notice to the prejudice that occurs in America. It probably never affected me before this time because I am white, however, I’ve seen it happen to kids I went to school with and friends of mine. The one occurrence of racism that deeply affected me took place in 2009 during the swine flu epidemic. I rode the bus with this kid who I have previously encountered in the past name Augusto. His family moved from Mexico the prior year and I would ask him questions about his experience with coming to America. Well because of the swine flu epidemic people were blaming Mexicans saying that it was their fault the virus came to America.
I was born in a little town in Ethiopia. When I was about five, I started school. I was tiny, so all people used to like me especially our neighborhood. We had a neighborhood next to our house that we only socialized with the only girl; her name was Sara, and she was 13 years old. She was smarter than the other kids so my mom would send me to school with her. One day, we were walking inside the school together, and I saw a big hole and there was a mud in it. I did not tell her that I see it immediately; however, I was thinking about it for a week. I can even recall how big it was. After a week, I was so excited to ask my friend Sara about the hole. When I met her, I asked what the hole was for, and I told her my presumption of if it is
First time out of the wire and on patrol but not with first platoon, First Sergeant moved me to second platoon just the day before. The night insertion that we conducted that night went without a hitch. The soldiers that were in my truck took turns throughout the night behind the weapons system which was an M-240B. At zero eight in the morning of the next day patrols started around the bazaar by the dismounted troops. I was coupled with the PL* and conducted familiarization patrols so that I could get eyes on the sector from the map that was issued to me the night we left. Starting off at the far limits of the sector we went to position E (east) and was instructed on what the sectors were as was the activities that had been conducted the previous
It is August 2012. I’m rocking back and forth in my recliner, smoking a cigarette. I’m alone in my apartment, surrounded by fast-food trash. Trash on the table, trash on the floor. Trash everywhere. In between drags of my cigarette, I try to suppress a gargling cough that is creeping out of my lungs and into my throat. I do not want to cough. I do not want to be sick again. But I know I am. It is bronchitis and it is my third bout of it this year. I know that I need to quit smoking temporarily in order to get over the bronchitis. Like most smokers, I am always trying to quit. I think to myself, if I have to quit for a few days anyway, knowing that the first few days are the hardest part; maybe I should use this opportunity to quit for good.
It was a beautiful sunny day, one of the usual working days, and men were rushing to work. Except that, it was something in the air that was carrying the better taste of wariness. The surroundings of our house were mute, and I could see the bird in the trees, but not hear them. Instead, every inch was filled with weird sound of metal grinding. I was too young to realize that on August 2nd, 1990 will be an important day in my life. I learned that day the lesson of my life, how fragile is the peace and that my privileged life in Kuwait was over.
In these past few months, my life has been dramatically changed for the better. I have gone from hiding under a rock to sparking on fire for God 's sake. In all of these changes, there is not exactly one easy event that will influence my academic journey moving forward, but a whole series of God speaking to me that will guide my through it. To fully comprehend the Grace that has led me to knock on the door of college again, the experience can only be explained through a story. That being said, this story will begin around December of 2014 where I found myself missing a Christian summer camp I use to work at, and really wishing I could be a part of the conference I once loved so much. I began debating with myself (and a little bit of God when
When I try and think of a specific time or life event that made an impact on my life I think of the day I had each of my children. For any mother this is a similar day she will look back on as an event that changed her life. My youngest son Oliver has a lot of complex medical issues, and has given me quite a few life changing events in his short 18 months. Oliver was born on January 15, 2015 on a military base in Laundstul, Germany. We named him Oliver because it means unique and dignified. We chose the name after we discovered he had a cleft Lip. He defiantly fits that description. Oliver has been in and out of the hospital since he was born, from the time he was born he had difficulty absorbing his food. He would eat and eat, but not gain
There has been so many life changing experiences in my life it is hard to keep dealing with it. Here recently I have been losing a lot of very important people I love or they are getting hurt in some awful way. I have lost my first wonderful cousin, Chris, my brothers wife, Molly. Also Grant, my sister 's boyfriend, is hurt really bad still today. I can not stand seeing many of my loved ones hurt and I do not know how much more people I can lose.
I have a very fulfilling feeling about what I have been able to accomplish in my life so far. I want the absolute best for myself and those close to me. I often go above and beyond to help those around me succeed and be the best version of themselves that they can possibly be.
Hi, my name is Rob Geis and I am currently in grade 12. I have been at County High School for a year now; I joined at the start of 11th grade, and have thoroughly enjoyed myself here. The school is great, the people are fantastic and the atmosphere is one that makes you actually want to go to school. Before I joined ASB I was studying at the Singapore American School for two years and prior to that I was at the International School of Kuala Lumpur for two years. I was born and raised here in Bombay city and grew up here.
My most life changing experience was when I moved from the sunny skies of North Carolina to The Blizzard, more formally known as Germany in the middle of my second grade year. My Step-Dad was active duty in the military. Of course, he had to drag us with him. He flew out to Germany first so for about three weeks it was just Mom and I . Just about every day Mom would say “Two more weeks till Germany, Tarix”, “One more week till Germany, Tarix” (Rich, Andrea), which I really never took to heart. I was too caught up in deciding what my Barbie was going to wear that day and riding my new tricycle to have time to process her words. Of course ignorance is bliss until