Finding Tufts was like grocery shopping: I had to pass through aisles of lackluster Wonder Bread before discovering the scrumptious sourdough I needed. I was captivated and surprised by the endearing personality that shone through the articles I read. For an institution, I found Tufts to be quite human. “Pax et Lux” is not just an aphorism above a doorway; the ultimate advice of the dean himself is to “be kind”. It was apparent that in addition to academics, kindness and character is of utmost importance, which assures me that at Tufts I will have the most comprehensive college
I am Janet and I am leaving in metrowest region in Ma. This is the fifth course for me with Penn Foster. I am working on develop my career through taking classes. I started as preschool teacher assistant in 2013 and after completing the child growth and development course and the required work experience, I became a preschool teacher. Now I am working as lead teacher in the lighthouse
When I was was younger, I was a caterpillar crawling around trying to get through life, waiting to turn into the beautiful butterfly I know I could soon become. I made good decisions along with bad ones, saw the beauty in life as well as the unpleasant. I was like everyone else trying to be their own person, but now as I look at myself in the mirror I can finally see who I really am. I see myself as the beautiful butterfly I once dreamed of becoming, ready to fly down my own path. I have been in my chrysalis and I am finally out and ready to fly into my bright future.
Hi Maria, Things are going well. Tulane is much different (smaller) than NC State, but so far so good. Of course the first two weeks and the holiday coming make things crazy but I made the right decision. I am still waiting to move into my apartment, but I will be settled once I do. I am thrilled that Lucas is doing well!
When I started high school, the club that excited me the most, was National Honors Society. So, at the first chance I got, in my sophomore year. After being a member for a year, I quickly realized that I wanted to take on a leadership opportunity in the club. So, I took a shot for the stars, and campaigned for being president of Honors Society. Though I had some competition, I put my all into composing a speech, and I won the presidency, and I have been president since.
In my freshman year, I made a choice to relinquish some of my social life and replace that time giving back to my community. I joined a non-profit organization called the Volunteer Corp. We spent our time at food banks, park clean-ups, and even hosting local events. This experience left a lasting impression on me in many ways; however, one experience changed my perspective on life and serve as a constant reminder of how the smallest contribution to others can be the most powerful. St. Joseph University, in Philadelphia, held an event called Hand in Hand. It was an event dedicated to raising awareness for people with physical and/or developmental disabilities.
My grandfather, mother, and entire family were raised in Bellingham, Washington as was I. I can’t imagine going to any other school than Western Washington University. This past year has been a whirlwind. I had to decide which schools to apply to, take many tests, finish up a senior project, found a new passion, and lost someone close to me. I now realize that the only school I want to go to is Western. A few weeks ago I went to tour a few colleges in Eastern Washington.
For my Diverse Field Experience this semester, I spent fifteen hours at the Mclean County Juvenile Detention Center. This particular center was occupied by about 8-14 juveniles at a time, all depending on court dates and occupancy of other nearby detention centers. This center usually had 3 staff members working the shift every time I went, which was seven to nine on weekday afternoons. I was intrigued to go to at this time because I thought it would be the time of the day were the juveniles had no school work or other obligations to do while I was there. I wanted to see what they liked to do in the free time before bed, the only stipulation being mandatory snack time at eight pm.
Getting involved means being apart of something more, having the chance to met different people, helping out the community, but its also means learning more about who you are as a person. Starting off at Washburn University I plan to get involved right away, in activities or clubs that would help my academically and socially like the Hispanic club , Freethinkers and French club. I will set goals for myself and achieve them, some small some big. One goal I am pursuing right now is learning french and Portuguese, i plan on going to Brazil next year. School goals, are turning in my work on time, stay focused on any task that is given to me, making sure I understand what i need to do and how to do it.
In the next four years of my life at Furman, I plan to cultivate a spirit of discovery, collaboration, and civic engagement. Because Furman is a liberal arts institution I believe that there will be so many chances to discover things I have never even heard of before. I plan on joining multiple organizations including the Heller Service Corps and the Shucker Center for Student Leadership. I believe that being a part of both of these organizations will allow me to not only expand my horizons and learn new things but help people at the same time. I will also be able to discover amazing new things by studying abroad.
My whole life long, I have been trying to find a place where I can truly fit in. I have also been worried about what I would do when I grew up. I was torn between my passion for horses and my passion for performing. There was no way I could give up one for the other, so I searched the net for Christian colleges that had majors in both equine studies and vocal performance and there it appeared: Asbury University. It was manna from Heaven.
Once upon a time when I was younger I used to live in Lincolnton and I went to G.E. Massey. I was in the first grade. I was living with my Aunt Tammy at the time because my mother was living with my grandfather and so was my older sister. After I moved onto the 2nd grade I moved in with my pawpaw and my mother because my sister moved with our dad. Me and my mom shared a room but most of the time I wouldn’t see her because when she got home from work during the night she would go right to bed.
I am awakened by the bright light seeping through and around my black-out curtains. The clock on my night stand reads 3:02pm. I realize it is Thursday my night off from work and that I actually slept 6 straight hours with no interruption (that’s a record since I started working nights at the hospital). Still drowsy I toss my covers off and peel my listless body from the comfort of my cozy bed. I stumble down the stairs to the kitchen where I turn on my Keurig and realize it is “THURSDAY!
The chance to experience a new chapter in my life and learn more about this world and the people in it are the reasons why I chose to attend Berea College. Prior to coming to Berea, I lived my entire life in a rural town in Tennessee that was very closed-minded to the outside world. About 1% of my high-school identified as a minority race, and anyone who did not fall into the white, wealthy class status were shunned. This made Berea College’s acceptance of all people regardless of race, ethnicity, and marital preference all the more refreshing. Through my experiences being an Asian Students Union’s officer, engaging in conversations with fellow students, and studying abroad in Japan, my world-view has expanded such that I have a deeper appreciation
I moved from Lawrence to Methuen in Massachusetts. It was towards the end of 2nd grade. I was about 7 or 8 years old. My parents bought their first house in Methuen. We lived in a 3 family house before.
There are two main reasons why this trip is of interest to me. Most of my focus in my time at Boston College has been concerned with the struggle of Latinos both on campus and in the Boston community. This year I have tried to address the plight of other marginalized groups in my activism. So far I have touched on some of the intersectionality between Latinos, the LGBTQ community and the black community. Unfortunately, I was unable to put together a panel seeking to address the anti-Muslim rhetoric which has plagued our society in recent years but still would like to broaden my own understanding of Muslim culture and history.