Growing up in an urban community and being in the military has shaped me in many ways. My experience in the urban community allowed me to understand that I do not have to be a product of my surroundings. With dedication and hard work I can rise above it all and make any of my dreams come true. Being in the Army has taught me to be mentally tough no matter the situation. The amount of stress that we are placed under on a daily basis would drive a normal human to their breaking point. With my understating to not let my surroundings define me, my military bearing, and the support of my family I will always strive for excellence in everything that I do.
Shortly after beginning my education, my financial constraints quickly became noticeable. With no financial assistance from my family, realizing my goal has become more difficult. Since living on my own and being required to manage my finances on a day to day basis, it has become apparent that I am in need of financial assistance in order to complete my education goals. It is becoming more difficult to complete my degree
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The purpose of this program is to get single soldiers involved and active within the community. As part of this organization, I was able to participate in many of the volunteer opportunities within the community. For instance, I was able to volunteer at a local elementary school for field day and story time events throughout 2014 before I deployed. Other events afforded me the opportunity to volunteer to feed the homeless during Thanksgiving and Christmas. Once deployed, I quickly signed up as a volunteer for the USO to assist my fellow soldiers with adjusting to their new environment. Duties ranged from organizing events, boosting moral, and assisting with sending communications home. Currently I offer my time to community projects that focus on cleaning up the surrounding neighborhoods and mentoring the
As a person goes through life he or she may wonder “Who am I?” and “What is my purpose?” The objective of this paper is to allow me to reflect and critically analyze who I am as a person. In this paper, I will discuss my social location and identity, my life experiences and my privileges and disadvantages.
For the past two years, I have been involved in the Carmax Cares community service month. We provided assistance to the Foster Care Support Foundation in Roswell, Georgia. This organization sends out gently worn closes, shoes and other necessities to support foster care providers in the state of Georgia. We packaged items to be sent out and organized their warehouse inventory. On campus I am an active member of SABAC as well as the Georgia Club.
Through my organization, I have earned over 500 hours of community service and was awarded the Presidential Volunteer Service Bronze Medallion for my continued efforts in giving back to the community. During the summer, I assist
Growing up in California, my whole life has been around farming and like many others, it’s how I make a living. It’s now been at least a year, living through the Dust bowl and many people have migrated to California with the hope of surviving this crisis. Keeping my crops has become a struggle and that's what most people including me depend on. I am lucky enough to be able to pay my mortgages even though I’m not able to keep the land with the help of family. It’s practically impossible.
I have lived in East Oakland my whole life. To the majority of people, the mention of East Oakland evokes thoughts of violence, shootings, and gangs. I was one of the people who believed in these stereotypes, and for a particularly long time. I was one of the people who saw Oakland as a wasteland, a place with nothing to offer me, and a place I had nothing to offer to.
From as early as I could remember I noticed I was not like the others kids. I had an interest for things most kids would not be interested in. I liked interacting with people, knowing about people and their life stories; I wanted to help in anyway that I could when I would hear everyone’s problems. I thought outside the box throughout my whole childhood and I wanted to make the most out of my knowledge. I told myself that I was going to dedicate my life to helping my community.
I grew up in inner city Baltimore Maryland. Neither of my parents were or are followers of Christ. They divorced when I was very young. I spent most of my life moving from place to place with my mother and two brothers. I gave up on high school when I failed my freshmen year.
Urban Indian “Are you Spanish? Are you Mexican?” Not-so-close friends ask me. “…No,” I reply. Thinking in my head, “Really?
Students in the criminal justice department are taught that our main objective in the justice system and our careers is to serve and also protect those involved in our community. For as long as I can remember, my goal in life has been to provide service by protecting and serving those who are close to me. My penchant for service is what eventually led me to the Criminal Justice program at Valdosta State University. This passion for service began at a very young age when my life was turned upside down when I relocated from Puerto Rico to the state of Georgia due to a tragic car accident that led to the end of my father’s life. This sudden change of lifestyle and heartbreak came with an extreme amount of struggle and culture shock not just
One night, during the cold winter, I walked along the side walk to reach the local store down the block. As I walked out, before I can realize it, I was dropping down onto the concrete while bullets swiftly passed me. I then began to run back home, but I wanted to keep running. Away from Chicago, away from the west side. Growing up in Chicago, it was easy to assume that there was nothing different beyond the blocks of my streets.
The negative treatment and pain I received as a black girl, and still into my adulthood, it amazes me how I'm still standing tall and strong. It amazes me how people have tried to break me, even my own kind, but I'm still here. Truth is I gotta to have thick skin and protect myself, because I got no choice. If I don't... who will? And that is the everyday life of living as a black woman.
In the first year, I was a part of a pioneering youth development team in Americorps NCCC Southwest Region. I worked with K-12 students in title one schools, Boys & Girls Clubs, Habitat for Humanity, local non-profit organizations, The Red Cross and The Salvation Army. I spent my second year working with underserved youth as a volunteer coordinator for Reading Partners in DC. I learned about the struggles that the students I worked with dealt with every day. I was also able to interact with parents and provide resources for education, housing, food, and nutrition.
Started from the bottom is not only a well known line in a song it visualizes where I came from. From having the bare minimum to growing up in middle class. I will never forget the times I was less fortunate. I plan to become a success and I know it will be true.
My parents always stressed how we should do our best and have to work for the things we want. Growing up I learned this doesn’t come easy. As everything college is upon us I have reflected on these principles and pondered how I will come up with the money for my college education. The clear cut answer is scholarships. You will see in this essay that I am a worthy candidate for this scholarship.
My day starts off dark, with the exception of the bright colored light shining through the stained glass windows high up above the alter. It is not until the Eucharistic minister puts the key in the door and opens it wide that I see natural white light from outside; I feel awake now. He walks from to all corners of the alter lighting the candles that stand tall. I hold many stories between my cracks and breaks in the wood; untold stories of both sadness and happiness. I have been here for a while now