Growing up, my grandfather had a large influence in my life for the longest time. Later in life, my stepfather filled his shoes. Both instilled hard working ethics in me. They taught me to be on time, work hard, and do what it takes to get the job done. They said a good boss would recognize my potential and build on that by giving me opportunities to prove myself and promote my career. This has proven true throughout my life. Before my mother remarried, times were difficult she was raising three children without financial support from my father. When I realized what a challenge she was facing, I did my best to help by taking small jobs. About the time, I turned thirteen I started delivering newspapers for the Dallas Times Herald. I guess …show more content…
I got my General Education Diploma and signed up to become a United States Marine. I had dropped out of school and was not making good decisions in my life. I was heading in the wrong direction and knew I need a boot in the butt. The Marine Corps set me on a course that led ultimately led me to a career in aviation industry. I learned self-respect, self-discipline, and respect for others. I can honestly say that this was the most important four years of my life. I had the opportunity to travel around the world and experience other cultures. This proved to be a life changing experience for a young punk from Dallas, …show more content…
I had been working with them for approximately five years when our immediate supervisor simply walked out the door on a Friday and never returned. When the crew gathered on Monday morning, there was no one in charge to hand out work assignments. Without our supervisor, we were just loitering around and talking. The jarhead in me took over, I started assigning jobs and making certain everyone was working. This did not set well with one of my coworkers who questioned who put me in charge. I looked at him and said I did! I continued be “in charge” the remainder of the week. Later that week the department manager informed me he was going to recommend me for the vacant supervisor position. He stated he selected me because I was the only one that stepped up and took charge. Unfortunately, I never got the opportunity to show them my leadership skills. However, I did experience workplace politics when the position went to chief pilot’s son. Feeling somewhat betrayed by this obvious favoritism I decided to resign. The department manager sensed my disappointment and recommended me for a position in the Manufacturing Engineering Department. A bachelor degree was required for this position and I only had a GED. He at least guaranteed that I would have an opportunity to interview for the job and sell myself. The
Although I grew up in a military family, I never saw myself going into a military career. Up until I was about fourteen years old, I planned on being a marine biologist in Hawaii. Sounds nice, right? Well, at the end of my eighth grade year I decided that I might as well join NJROTC, because all of my friends were doing it and it seemed okay. I have to say, looking back, I was quite naive. Joining NJROTC was the smartest and most valuable decision I have made to this day.
By definition, my grandfather is handicapped. However, he doesn't act as though he is, and he certainly does not want to be treated in any special way.
Motivation is perhaps the most valuable aspect to one’s personality, and its something that I believe you are born with. I support the idea that what you’ve got in your blood really does make who you are. Thats why I always take pride in representing my family and our heritage. Being brought up by dad, a classic Italian, I guess you could say I am a proud individual and I have got a decent set of morals. The Firenzi family, has gone through their fair share of trials and tribulations to end up where we are today.
I learned from their actions, which inspired a meaningful work ethic. My Grandparents were also instrumental in my development; teaching me practicality and the importance of living within my means to avoid becoming a slave to the lender. Their combined efforts taught me to be confident and responsible for the choices I make in life.... ... middle of paper ... ...
My father is my biggest role model and always will be. He has taught me everything I know.
I had to learn to adjust life without my sibling because my mom did not have enough money for them to be with us and adapt to a new culture. During this my mother and I ended up homeless during the winter months, this was the most brutal and embarrassing time of our life. In my teenage life I have overcome many obstacles; Even though we were living in poverty my mother had high expectation for her children and graduating from high school was just the beginning unfortunately I stumble again, I failed my Math Regent and did not graduate but I was determined not to be discouraged .
The world that I come from begins with the history brought upon me from my mother and my father. My world has all started in the beginning from my mother’s history. It was held at the time where the revolution of Nicaragua has sparked while my mother explained to me my ancestry as well as her travels. During the Nicaraguan revolution, my grandfather, Acquilles Cortez, was a nurse during the war. He has served during the Nicaraguan revolution as well as the Vietnam war. At the time, many villages and cities were being pillaged and ransacked.
Hello, I’m Tala Ashour and I am going to be giving a tribute speech to my role model. How many of you would like to go back in time just to be able to meet a wonderful person you’ve never got the chance to meet? A wise woman who is known as Shannon Alder once said; “Carve your name on hearts, not tombstones. A legacy is etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about you.” I would go back in time to meet the most admirable person in my life which is my grandfather because I fell in love with him but never met him. My deceased grandfather was a caring, genuine and humble human being that wanted nothing but a happy, comfortable and acceptable life.
Everyday, I help Grandpa measure his blood glucose and sometimes inject insulin for him. I do that usually by myself, but if by any chance I was away, my aunt would replace me temporarily. Grandpa is 72 years old, and he was diagnosed with Diabetes several years ago. Since then, I am responsible for measuring and recording his blood glucose, and deciding how much insulin he should get base on that information. It is essential in my life because it has a real stake in the health of Grandpa, and it is important for me to do that every day and make sure there is no mistakes.
The denotation of the word hero is "a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities". To some, that person may be George Washington, Batman, or even Peter Griffin. My hero, though, is my grandfather, D.S. Patel. My grandfather, from my mother's side of the family, is a wise, nice, caring sixty-year old man. Vocationally, he works as a civil engineer for the state of Indiana. How can a sixty-year old civil engineer be a hero? Let's find out how strangers see him as a hero, and how I see him as a hero.
When I was 11 I watched my mother abruptly become a single parent responsible for four daughters, two of which were still in diapers. I became the full time babysitter and raised my two younger sisters for years, despite being a child myself, while my mom worked several jobs at a time.
I grew up in a small town and after I graduated high school I wanted more in life than a 9 to 5 job; I wanted to see the world. I had a few friends that had joined the military and had come home to visit with exciting stories about their experiences. I noticed a change in a few of them; they seemed to walk a little taller, maybe act a bit more mature. This, along with the intrigue of life outside of my small town, drew me to consider joining the military. I met a recruiter in Lakeland Florida in July of 1989 and a few months later on September 26th I raised my right hand and took the Oath of Enlistment. I had no idea what I had gotten myself into.
Everyone has that one person in their life has influenced to be who they are. Some weren’t meant to be looked up to, still somehow that person shaped them to be who they are today. It could be anyone, a friend, teacher, most of the time a parent. A parent that has influenced their child would be a hard parent, who disciplined and showed the real world to their kid, for what it really is. In hopes that their kid will survive the real world and pass on their knowledge to their kids and their children and so on.
The way that they discussed their jobs and their interactions with their subordinates and superiors taught me a lot about how a strong leader should interact with others. Great leaders are respectful of others and communicate that verbally and through their actions. I never saw my parents disrespect any of their employees by speaking down to them or embarrassing them. My parents also respected their superiors which inspired me to respect my superiors. My parents gained the respect of their subordinates by setting an example; they respected their superiors in the way that they wanted to be respected. They taught me that a great leader will be emulated by his or her followers, so the best way for me to get my followers to perform a desired action was to do that action myself. I also learned how to be an effective leader that could get people to want to do things rather than ‘make’ them do things. My parents were firm, but they were not controlling or micromanagers. They taught me that people would be much more willing to do things if they thought they came up with the idea to do it rather than if they were told to do it. This information was very useful in the many leadership positions that I held throughout my secondary school
I quickly learned at a very young age the value of hard work. Both of my parents had worked hard to achieve their dreams of a nice home, cars, and financial stability. Their working hard not only paid off financially, but they taught my two brothers and I, that working hard was imperative to life. I was given a set of chores and an allowance every week, which taught me responsibility and how to manage money. I also realized that cooperation goes hand in hand with hard work. My brothers and I would help each other with our chores from time to time. I did not know that cooperation works on a larger scale in the workplace, that sometimes one needs help to achieve their ultimate goal.