But due to not having my real parents there I never really knew who I was. I feel like people find themselves through the guidance of their family, I never had my real family so I found it hard to figure out who I was and what my contribution to this world is. Yes, my new parents are amazing, but there were two people in particular who stood out to me and I aspired to be like them one day. One was my uncle peter, he died three years ago due to brain
I switched schools three times before finally settling into an alternative school. As a result of my hard work and life choices I have caught up to my junior year in little more than two months. My siblings are in stable, healthy environments and I no longer am under such a tremendous amount of stress. I’m on track and even ready to plan for college in the future. Hard work can lead to a multitude of benefits.
I am currently a Sophomore at Georgia Gwinnett College and began this semester by enrolling in four classes. I was enrolled in Bio 1108, English 1102, Power Stretch and Organic Chemistry. Due to financial issues dealing with my parents having marital troubles I had to focus on getting money and had to drop my English 1102 class. This was done before the withdrawal date. I continued with my other classes because I thought I had these unforeseen circumstances under control.
That’s what makes being a Physical Therapist so great; the atmosphere is always positive because everyone is trying to improve, even if a little help is needed. I use the knowledge I learned in college and even when I was a patient to give my patients the best care possible for their specific injuries. When my patients are finally recovered, I get an amazing feeling because I helped them get back on their feet, sometimes literally. I was once in the shoes of my patients. The summer before eleventh grade, I broke my ankle and I was determined to get better as fast as I could.
One day speaking with Gordon I watched him open his mail. His grandma had wrote him a letter, she told him she loved him, and reminded him that camp was for the kids. And with that I felt as though I knew what to do. Make camp the best experience I possibly could for as many campers as possible, In spite of my own obstacles. That is what I did.
My mother once said, “Without a vision you will perish”. Physical therapy has been a vision, dream, destiny and a passion for a long time because I know how much of a great thing it is. I have looked at it long enough that it has dropped into my sub-conscious mind but ultimately, it dropped into my spirit. I have kept Physical Therapy in front of me to remind myself how to make a difference in this world. What it has done in my life has been one of the most inspirational experiences in my life; it has made me become a better person and want nothing less than to extend this vision and inspire people, as it
I began the program while my son was almost 1 years old. I was dedicated to waking up around 4:00am each day to allow myself enough time to study before my classes and my school day would end at 3:00pm in which I would go back home to watch my son while my husband went to work. Keeping up with this schedule was very difficult and even more so when unexpected dilemmas would arise such as getting the flu, being up all night with a teething baby and or seasonal allergies for myself and or the baby. I would have to really strategize to try to make up for the time lost and sometimes I was unable to make up the time and it would affect my grades. Every semester was goal was to get straight A’s but with balancing school and a child, sometimes there just were not enough hours in the day to get perfect grades.
I know the general field of which I wish to work in but I have no idea which job I specifically wish to aim for. Nor do I know where I even wish to try and live once I graduate. I have no plan for the future past college. During high school I never thought about it much because I was too
My sisters were in high school, still teenagers. They convinced me that I should go back and complete my degree. This is why it was so important for me to continue in school. “The three of us, my two younger sisters and I had worked in a tomato factory that summer before I went to my field placement in Cincinnati. My little sisters gave me part of their money to get me to Cincinnati and have something to support myself until the agency gave me a stipend in October.
Throughout my last two years of high school, I constantly struggled to determine my college and career goals. I always knew that I intended to obtain a career that involved service to others and my community, yet I could never envision a career that captivated my interest. My high school education and applying to college were never crucial concerns to me during the time. During the summer of sophomore year, leading into my junior year, my father had passed away unexpectedly, leaving my mother to raise me and my two younger brothers on her own. Since I am the eldest of my family, I gained more responsibility for my brothers.
I didn’t have anyone to talk to me and guide me down the right path. Basically, what I’m saying is, I didn’t have my parents to watch over and teach me what I needed to know in life. Ever since I was young, I always wondered if I was meant to be here or was I just an accident. All my life, I’ve felt pointless because nothing ever added up. I’ve always had unanswered questions that I felt was important, but still to this day, I ask myself what is really
The third team did not meet and start to work together until four or five weeks before the project’s due date. I am not sure if the selection process of this team was well planned. We (the facilitation team) had a discussion about let two or three individuals joining our team for the final project. We had no knowledge based trust about most of our classmates, so it was hard to decide whom should we select. Our only criterion was not having a social loafer in our new team and the only information we had about our classmates is their performance in the online discussion.
Recently, a friend of the family, Lindsey, and my sister, Karie, went to Petco to volunteer. Earlier this year, during spring break, we went there often. So, considering this project required some sort of community involvement, and since we all had been wanting to go for a while now, I decided to call up Linsday and schedule some time we could all go together. Linsday is 19 and goes to college at Washburn University, originally on a softball scholarship, but just this summer she decided to quit softball in order to focus on other things in her life. I respected that, but still I was sad to see her leave something behind, especially something she was so brilliantly good at!
I have attended Front Range Community College for the past 3 years. Before attending this school, I had no purpose and no direction in life. The prime reason for not attending college was out of fear of failure. I had previously registered with the school in 2010, but did not register for any courses. In the same year, I had been diagnosed with PTSD (Post traumatic stress disorder), and had sought help with a local Veterans Affair clinic.
During my high school years, I had never had the opportunity to talk with a school counselor. There were counselors on site, but there was no one at school or home to advise me to seek them. Our advice at home was to finish school and get a job. The school did not publicly broadcast any preparation to some of us for getting into college, There were teachers who could recommend you if you were in the right classes. If you were athletic, you could be pushed into college based on your physical ability.