The shark siren had already gone off two times that morning, and the salt water sat heavy in the back of my throat. After being in the ocean for almost five hours that day I was ready to strip myself of my wet suit, and in all honestly order myself a juicy burger and a cold beer. As I walked into the basement of Gary’s Surf school, where I was currently working in South Africa, Gary called out “Hey Kait! One more! A walk- in lesson at 3:30, Are you Keen?!” It was Christmas eve, and everyone was busy so I told him I would and headed upstairs to the mexican restaurant to ironically order that burger. I would have to pass on a cold one until later. As I headed down to my lesson, Gary pulls me aside. My new student was a Dutch 65 yr old man, who could not speak english. Not only could we not communicate but the man had three hip surgeries, and so both hips had very limited flexibility. Unsure of how this would …show more content…
That one ticket would turn out to be the start of a solo around the world adventure. This one lesson would turn out to be the start of a two year working experience with adaptive sports and adults with disabilities. Studying anthropology as my undergrad I was always interested in people, in humanity. Traveling solo, working my way around the globe taught me how to be resourceful, courageous, independent, and open minded. After traveling I moved again to Colorado where I got a job working with adults with disabilities and also volunteer every week with the adaptive sports program. The joy I found that one day in the ocean is one I get to recreate day after day. The ability to create in others a sense of independence, strength, safety and acceptance is what I hope to find every day, in my actions and my career. It is because of these values that I stride to become a lawyer. To give back that hope, and that determination. To give others a voice when they can not do so
As a figure of freedom and redemption from the demands of work and family, the movie served to market surfing as a lifestyle choice – favoring a hedonistic nature of surfing for teenagers. Popular surf culture promoted the exhilarating aspect that was placed squarely in the laps of South Californian adolescents, routing to their ‘feel-good’ factor as a religious experience founded with tremendous pleasure. Based on the real story of his daughter, Kathy Kohner, author Fredrick Kohner was fascinated by his teenage daughter’s stories about life on Malibu beach and most importantly, the maneuver of surfing paradise. In the movie, Francine Lawrence aka Gidget projected numerous positive attitudes towards the sport, saying, “you can’t imagine the thrill of shooting the curl. It positively surpasses every living emotion [she] ever had” while regaling her experience to her parents goes to show the reason of the fun-in-the-sun feeling from actively catching waves.
Along with the anxiousness of riding these huge waves comes the feeling of closeness to death, the subconscious knowledge that any sort of fumble in this situation could cost a surfer his or her life. Casey fills the pages of this book with accounts of seeing drowned and cut-up men washing up on the shore, not being able to see where the wave is in low visibility, and other descriptions to that effect. With great adventures comes an even greater risk, and although surfing the
Cross-Country inspired me to go beyond my boundaries, and dedicate my life to
A specific example of a time I used the skill strong work ethic was at the daycare where I currently work. My boss seemed to being having a bad day so I put it upon myself to volunteer to do all of the sweeping and mopping and do all of the end of the day diaper changes. She usually does most of these things herself, but I don’t mind having more work to do and I like helping out. A time when I used my ability to work in a team was in my rhetoric class.
Natalie was so excited to leave her cold old town in Ohio and go to the Bahamas and see all the cool aquariums! When she finished reading her brand-new book they were already in Florida setting board onto the ship. When her family eventually walked onto the boat she could barely wait to see all the sharks in the huge aquariums in the Bahamas. Natalie asked “Dad can we go swimming?”
When I first started my job at Bob Evans, I thought I’d be shy and stay to myself. I didn’t imagine speaking to and making friends with of the servers, hosts, or dish tank operators. I was more like Shrek, I didn’t want people coming in my life. I didn’t want to annoy anyone or let them figure me out. However, I started to slowly peel back the layers of myself to others starting with what the book called the peripheral layer (page 59).
Bethany Hamilton is a surfer, who has been through many ups and downs throughout her life. One big obstacle in her life was surviving a major shark attack in 2003. Her arm was bitten off almost all the way to the armpit. Although she had the support of all her friends and family, it was still hard for her. As time went on, she got accustomed to her new life.
My Worst Job When I was sixteen, one of my middle school friends named Jessica was a shift leader at dunkin she wanted me to work with her for the summer to have some extra money. It seemed like a lot of fun for the first week or so, but it turned out to be the worst job of my life. My job was the front cash register. This was fun I actually enjoyed it
Overworked. That’s the closest word that I could use to describe this week. I feel like this journal is going to be about me just bickering, yet there is some stuff you might want to read about. First of all, I have been sleeping three hours this week because of upcoming midterms, quizzes, and assignments due. I am sleep deprived and mentally drained and as my second year in college I have never had my life drained out of my body like a passing shadow.
I leapt from the diving board my rescue tube in hand, the air whooshing past my ears and adrenaline pumping through my veins. With a resounding splash, the swimming pool’s cool crisp water surrounded me. As I tore through the water, I looked up and saw the victim, a young woman in her twenties. A wide eyed, terrified expression was on her face as she sank underwater. I swam towards her body with all of my strength
Ever since I was five years old, any visit to the ocean was a gift I had been delighted to receive. Taking those first steps towards the intense waves, and having the saltwater sway between my toes is the epitome of perfection. The first time I visited Key West with my family, was the best week of my life. While eating at a dockside restaurant, I noticed a commotion in the water. I bent down, knees throbbing from the uneven dock wood, and reached my hands
My work environment is in skilled nursing where we are task oriented and staff must have the knowledge and flexibility to adjust to a rapidly changing environment that involves not only our residents but also their immediate and sometimes extended families. Due to the nature of elder healthcare and the increasing acuity of those being admitted, staff requires an extended body of knowledge and skills from the management of a patient’s rehabilitation to death and dying. Our current communication between staff and management can be varied with messages left on the online communication board, staff meetings, or postings about the facility. Floor and nursing staff education levels vary widely from high school graduates to master prepared nurses
Scenario 2: Beginning in my first real job out of college I was hired to work for the county social services department. This was an exciting opportunity for me as I had a great desire to work in government since I was young. In working my first week at my new job, I had an opportunity to meet with the Social Services Director. He was a very engaging, confident and passionate man that shared many of the same values that I had. He talked about the importance of all of the employees working together for the common cause of assisting those less fortunate in creating a better life for themselves.
It was a Sunday afternoon, and Chad Smith wanted to go for a light workout on his college campus in Southern Nevada back in 2001. Chad was a freshman and a twink type. He had a height of 6'1 and was only 135 lbs. His hair was golden brown with that of a California skater boy look. The eyes upon Chad's face were piercing blue.
At a young age, I told my parents I wanted to be a lawyer, they laughed. I did not realize what it really meant, but I was determined. I was not the best student or the best test taker, but I always tried. In fifth grade, I made the honor roll for the first time and felt self-pride for once; it was the moment I realized that no matter what anyone expected of me, I could achieve. I did not need anyone’s approval but my own.