This whole journey was very reflective to me. Lets just say there were many things that did not work for me this semester, no matter how hard I tried or pushed. What definetly did not work was sending out emails to my peer mentors, that really turned out bad. I would send out emails to my mentees asking for their opinion on activities for us to do, and also to remind them of the planned activities. So realizing that emails did not work at all, I decided to do announcements at the beginning of class.
I have somewhat of a unique situation because my parents got divorced when I was in high school. My sister and I are nine years apart which made it difficult to relate to one another. However, when my parents decided to separate my sister is who I turned to the most. Both my mother and my sister have showed me what a great work ethic looks like and they have also shown me the importance of self-love. Whenever I have questions about something or just need to discuss decisions with, I turn to them first.
Growing up, my mother used to say your work and class experience are a critical component, but rewarding aspect of your life. My sister and I now understand how work experience allows you to learn, build and recognize knowledge, values and power persistent in the workplace. My middle-class family consisted of my mother, father, sister and I living in Kingston, Ontario. As the oldest child growing up in middle-class, there were challenges my sister faced. Majority of young females in our city wait eagerly for the day they can turn babysitting into cash.
It gave me the opportunity to grow and to acknowledge who I am as a person. By taking hard-core courses, being involved in leadership, and committed to service, I believe there are things in life that we all take for granted. As an honors' student, I tried my best to do well in my academics by studying hard for my classes. I realized that I don’t have that capability to do so. I typically would study at least a week in advance and tried to review the night before an exam.
That may sound redundant, but as a child, my mom worked at a daycare. After picking me up from school, she would take me back to her job. Despite only being in elementary school, I’d still help my mom with the little toddlers in whatever way I could. At family functions, such as reunions or birthday parties, I’d hang out with my little cousins because I always found joy in being in their company. Now at family reunions, I’m usually the person that watches after the kids while the adults enjoy themselves.
When I start my high school, both my parents and also my grandparents take turns to send me in and out of school also same goes to my brother before he gets his license. My grandfather, stepped into the role of my father many times as my father is quite busy with his work. My grandmother also do some part of being a mother to me as my mother is kind of a workaholic, working lady. Being raise by four parents is something grateful that anyone couldn 't ask for that and I would highly suggest for anyone. My grandfather which is my ‘Ah Gong’ played a big role into my life.
My childhood was filled with hurdles that I had to overcome, but in the end, these barriers only made me stronger and more determined to accomplish my dreams. My parents, sisters, and brother served as my companions as I spent the early months of my life living on the floor of the family van (Douglas and Burford 16). My parents were constantly looking for jobs in hopes of providing a better life for their children (Douglas and Burford 18). My mother and father, struggling to raise five young children on their own, were presented with a new roadblock just before my first birthday (Douglas and Burford 19). I was diagnosed with a life-threatening disease called Branched Chain Ketoaciduria (Douglas and Burford 19).
When I was very young I would go to my grandma 's house every day to be watched while my parents both went to work. I learned many things from my grandmother, she enhanced my social skills along with teaching me how to grow a bond and a relationship between different people. Secondly, I learned how to grow and interact with my aunts while I was younger, as I am an only child I miss out on the interaction between siblings. But my aunts were very close in age to me so we would
Entry 1 Question 3: When I was in elementary school for an after school activity I was in Girl scouts. It was fun and we did many things throughout the school year. One of the activists we did was visit a nursing home during the holidays and sing songs and visit with the residents. What made it intercultural was that we were talking to experienced elders who grow up in a different time then we did and how things were different. One resident was telling me about their job she was a sister and at time when she lived in the school and she and the other sisters shared a room and that in the summer it was horrible because there was no air conditioning.
I unwisely had I known considered them like any family member, they came and went. Even though they were nice they wouldn't last so I stopped growing attached so much I went with the flow and receive fun and mostly focused on school and after-school activities. By now my siblings and I lived with my mother until high school where I and my sister moved in with my father and his wife. My father's wife, however, became a considerable part me and my sibling's life, especially, my mother, they weren't enemy's they were kind of friends who exchanged advice on how to deal with my father or how to handle me and my siblings by now, I have four other siblings from my mother and my stepmother has a son with my father. Without a doubt, she helped out a great deal, especially at my Quinceañera.