Jeanette Walls, from what I read in the Glass Castle, is a great author. This memoir of her childhood allowed me to feel and understand her perspective and situations she had growing up. It begins with Jeanette in a taxi questioning if she had been overdressed for her party. She looks out the window and ducks down when she sees her mother digging through a trash can. This shows the distinctive class differences between the two and foreshadows the book will be about how this split became apparent.
In the play, “How I Learned to Drive” written by Paula Vogel a young woman nicknamed Li’l Bit has a sexual relationship with her uncle Peck. When Li’l Bit was eleven years old, her uncle Peck showed her how to drive which is how it all started. Throughout the play an extreme deal of growth of maturity occurs with forgiveness and love. Li’l Bit is the innocent in the play. First, the relationship she has with her uncle, and the way her other family members treat her, relating to the fact that her family calls her by the nickname Li’l Bit is harsh, considering the fact that she’s getting older and it relates to an inappropriate part on her body.
Goal 1: Lizzie will improve her emotional and behavioral regulation. • Lizzie and her mother were in a pleasant mood when the QP met with them for a session. • Lizzie’s mother reported, “over the weekend Lizzie had one massive blow up because she snatched a cup from her baby brother and it drop and the bottom broke out then I picked the cup and threw it, so it shattered into multiple pieces.” • Lizzie’s mother shared, “Lizzie just went off when it shattered, but she was angry as well.” • Lizzie’s mother acknowledged, “it was not the best response, but sometimes I just want to go off too when Lizzie starts on her rampage.” • Lizzie’s mother commented, “This doesn’t have often it was just one time I was angry that she could not get along with
Journal Log # 7 Working as an intern over the past few weeks has been rewarding but also draining. Today, I had the pleasure of meeting with Mr.Colaio at Bronxwood Prepatory Academy. Mr. Colaio observed a counseling session conducted by myself and a bright 10th grade student who has the potential to pass, but unfortunately she is failing. I will briefly discuss the background of the student I met with. This student also has an IEP, and is dealing with serious emotional disturbance.
My instructor was going to watch me, and I told her that I feel unsure of myself. She talked through the procedure with me and with her calm demeanor and assurance I was able to perform that task with no problems arise. Her communication skills helped empower me with confidence needed to execute my task. If she not for her walking me calmly through that procedure I would have missed out on my education. I was lucky enough to do that task two more times and felt comfortable while executing that task.
“Nurses save lives” is a very popular quote that I keep reminding myself of everyday. Returning to school for me, is not just personal but also professional. Personally I believe that I have so much to offer to the nursing field. I am committed to the career and I get great satisfaction from helping others. Being a nurse is not just about the paycheck at the end of the week, it’s not just about doing your shift because you have to.
Sometimes you have to let your talent speak for itself and let those who don’t believe in you see your worth. These words of wisdom our guest speakers have given us so far have really meant a lot to someone like me who is trying to get her start in the industry. Being able to take the things I learn in the classroom and apply them to the newsroom will make me an asset, as people will see the greatness in me. These guests are awesome, keep them
My nephew Michael has been a blessing in our lives since the day he was born. Even though the circumstances were less than happy. My sisters husband died when she was 2 months pregnant with Michael. That day she got a call saying they couldn 't find Mike, her husband, and she needed to get out there. You can only imagine everything she was feeling as she drove to the his work and what awaited her there was more than enough to last her multiple lifetimes.
I knew it a definite potential of calming me down, although I was quite mistaken. Every five minutes I was looking down at my phone, anticipating to see a message from my dad. After twenty minutes of constant anxiety filling the room, Joy jumped out of her seat and decided to take us all on a shopping trip. Shopping is one of my favorite hobbies, so I was first to accept this much needed trip of enjoyment. I knew I could never make it through the day sitting at home staring at a blank screen.