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.
When I was twelve years old, a close friend of mine passed away. At first, I didn’t know how to process what was happening. How can someone I’ve known for the majority of my life be gone? But then it finally hit me. My friend was really gone. There would be no more days challenging
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
Planned or unplanned I wasn’t prepared for my life to end so quickly. My depression would not stand as a barrier in reaching my goals and leave everything I’ve already created. I learned that life needs to be valued more by people with depression or without it. It’s not over, there’s a lot to discover about us. It’s just a matter of time and wanting to make a change for the better.
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.
I went to Rosemary Kennedy for preschool in Riverside, from what I remember I loved every second of it. I made friends that I still have and learned skills that I still use to this age. When I got to Loma Vista middle school, I was only in sixth grade. The city started a new rule where six graders
Every school I attended was ephemeral to me since I was changing so often. When I was younger and living in Monterrey I went to a private school during kindergarten, suddenly we moved houses (still in Monterrey) and we had to change to another private school closer to our new house. Later on, during my 4th grade year in school, I was getting many questions from my peers asking me if I was gay or not and even though I wasn’t being bullied it bothered me because I wasn’t ready to answer that question so I asked my mother to change me to another school. After I begged, she moved me to another school for my 5th grade year, but I was only there for that year because the following year I would be moving to Laredo, TX. At the age of 10 I had already been through 4 schools which I believe taught me how to be social and how to make friends quickly. Changing schools also made me realize that friends aren’t always forever and sometimes you need to let them
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
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
When I was 4 years old my grandpa, on my dad’s side of the family, passed away. He had colon cancer which had spread to his liver. At the time I did not understand what had happened, but as I grew older I started to understand that life is temporary and should be treasured by everyone. I still miss my grandpa and would give any...
Going to school was probably one of my favorite things to do besides playing doll with my older sister. My sister went to preschool and kinder in Mexico, but once I was going to start kinder my family decided to move back to California. Through all of my elementary years, I would spend half school year here in Salinas and the other half over there in Michoacán. We would go back and forth because my dad’s work was only in certain seasons. When I was about 10 years old my family decided to officially move and stay in Salinas. I was still young at age, so everything was a really big change for me. One of the biggest changes was in my education, going to an all-English elementary school. Being a native Spanish speaker, totally new to the English language was quite a challenge. What no one really saw was the struggles that came along with my education, both in Mexico and here in the U.S. The education system in Mexico was totally different to the one here in California, and to this day they’re still not similar to one another. Growing up in these two different places, trying to adapt to a different culture really made going to school somewhat a different experience than others, since I went to school in two different
I had a good year in first grade. I became the best artist in the class. I started getting better at English. My first word was “bathroom.” I made two friends Michelle Sherman and Karen Calle. After that I started feeling better and actually liking this school. Everything felt better and worked out great!
Losing my father at a young age taught me to not assume that I can push things off to tomorrow. My father was fairly young when he passed. His death instilled a sense of mortality into me very early in life. Because
When my great grandma died, I wasn't able to go to her funeral, but I was able to go and see her grave with my mom. Afterwards we went to visit my grandmother and I was crying but she just told me all of the things that my great grandma could do now and it cheered me right up and kept me from missing her to much because she showed me how happy my great grandma probably was right then.
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