This was by far the most difficult challenge I faced in connecting with my students. While students became pretty eager to attend the FIG session throughout the semester, they were not as enthusiastic about doing things outside of the class. The first event I tried to organize was a study session in preparation for the first round of midterms. I chose a location that was very central to where many of them lived and on a day of the week that they said was best. Throughout the week, I constantly reminded them about the study group session, however, on the day of the event, I sadly only had two students attend.
Consequently, it did not come together problem free. I had an issue deciding if I was to use the words “Running Header:” before my title. That question was answered by Ms. Hatcher in an email. Because this project forced me to read and re-read my assignment instructions over several times I feel confident that I could reproduce this with more ease in the future. Ending a semester usually proves to be a happy event, however, I wrote my entire paper for module four before realizing I selected a topic in the wrong convention.
In the book titled “THE LAST LECTURE” by Randy Rausch, the protagonist of the story is Randy Pausch and the antagonist is pancreatic cancer. One page 4 chapter 1 it states that “That week, however, I got the news: My most recent treatment hadn’t worked. I had just months to live”. In that quote, it started a conflict that was not only alarming to his wife Jai and to his three kids, Logan, Dylan, and Chloe but alarming to himself to know that his time was coming to an end, and he is approaching his deathbed. Randy and Jai decided to take their concerns to a psychotherapist, Michele Reiss, She specializes in helping families when one member is confronting a terminal illness.
At the time of writing this paper I am 23 years old. Through these last 5 years I have grown a lot and gained an outlook of what I want to do in life but I realize I'm not perfect, and I never will be. Even this summer I have dropped 2 classes but God willing and time management on my side, I will successfully take classes to finish out my Associate's Degree in the fall and spring. The correct amount of classes for me. Not how many the advisor thinks I should take, not too many due to people asking me when I will finish my degree, not in a rush.
Despite not placing in the competition, participating in the FBLA county competition was important to me because of the valuable lesson I learned. I had a long speech prepared that I had spent several days preparing and memorizing, and was confidant that I was going to ace it. But the second I stood in front of the judges, I stumbled over my words, lost my place on my note cards, and was so eager to get it over with i rushed through the rest of my speech and didn 't make the time limit. I was so prepared to give a winning speech, i was dissapointed in my inadequacy. Noticing my disappointment, when my adviser came to discuss the performance, he told me he was proud.
Even now, I use this mantra daily, even translating it outside of school. When I ask for fewer hours at my job during busy weeks, I remind myself that the hours I do work that week are enough. Sometimes I have to skip a few activities to catch up on my sleep, and I’m able to tell myself that the activities I did go to that week were enough. I repeat this quote to myself multiple times a day, and even made a poster with it to hang on my wall. Although I was able to pass the class, and the passing grade on my AP test meant I got my grade boosted to an ‘A’ automatically, the failure I felt in the first couple of months was unlike anything I had experienced at that point.
Ya it is kind of hard for me and my family because my dad has infection and his ankle broke a year ago, his shoulder was broke at about 2 years ago and it still not fully healed. Now his heart is skipping beats. His one lung is all scared and his other lung might be getting that bad too. I just wish the doctors would figure him out. It is hard because my dad has lost over 65 pounds in less than a weak.
My “threshold guardian: was most likely myself and my fears. At first, it took me a while to accept my responsibilities and get over my fear of failing and getting nowhere. Now that I am within the “unknown” there are many challenges that I face every day and will continue to face. There is the challenge of finding out what I want to study in college, doing well on standardized tests, and getting good grades in all of my classes. There are also temptations I have to face such as choosing whether to hang out with friends or do the homework that is due the next day.
The first week of the assignment , I spent a lot of time practicing, helping teammates with their schoolwork, and studying for the LSAT. Although I found this week to be productive in terms of what I accomplished, some of the goals I set out at the beginning of the week I didn’t accomplish. Specifically, I wanted to make an effort to see my non-tennis friends. After joining the team last fall, I haven’t had as much time to hang out with my best friends, which has caused some strain in those friendships. After seeing the amount of time I spent on other things like watching TV and resting, I realize that I could have made a greater effort to spend time with friends.
Being the eldest and the first in my family to be this near to a college education has certainly filled my life with loads of stress and responsibilities. Given the fact that I will be the first to attend college, my family never prepared, or planned, for the task of paying for such high college expenses. Thankfully, my family and I have had enough to provide ourselves with basic needs throughout the years but have never been financially stable enough to provide for nonessential items. I am satisfied with all the hard work I have been able to accomplish and I do not intend to let my financial status define the amount of education I am able to attain. Therefore, I am willing to put in extra time and effort to sign up for as many scholarships as I possibly can.
Furthermore, the college work load was completely different from what I expected. One day we would be working on differential equation, and then the next class we would be on a completely different topic like synthetic division. Professor Morocho said, “I know this is a lot of matter, and this is a lot of material. But I know you can handle it, and if you need help I am always available 11 to12.” I was barely grasping the concepts of the current topic, and we were already moving on to the next topic. I frequently visited professor Morocho’s office for help, but it did not seem to mater.
Owen, I am very concerned about your progress. You have been honest with me and said that you are not keeping your class well organized as they should be. Missing classes and assignments will case a serious impact on your final grades. You need to catch up with all your classes and reading during this weekend. Let me know if you need any additional support to get you in good shape on your classes again.
In August of 2011 I found out that my mother had breast cancer. She and my father sat my older brother and I down and broke the news to us. I was stunned, shocked, fearful, and confused all at the same time. I was only in the eighth grade, so I did not completely understand all the ramifications this would bring to my family and me however, I did understand that word…. Cancer.
The eleventh of May, two-thousand twelve, my world collapsed. It was as if every piece of my life was crumbling into a pile of brokenness. David Martin Pearson of eighteen years, had passed away from a brutal fight against brain cancer. David showed me there is more to life than battles, devastating occurrences, and depression. Since the passing of my brother, my life has completely changed to becoming a leader and taking a stand for those who are unable to fight.
Attending classes on a daily basis when I first attended college wasn’t all too well. I had personal problems going on that I was worried about, not knowing that my school work was getting a overload on me. Walking into MS. Bailey’s class hearing that I had an essay due within a week. Me being lazy, and dragging around having other things on my mind, I decided to do my paper at the last minute. I couldn’t think of anything good to write being that I wanted the best grade possible.