We had been on a flight for about three hours, and I was very scared, because that was my first time on a plane. We were sightseeing in Arizona for a day or two, taking pictures and shopping around the local stores, looking for cool stuff to bring home for our families. The day after, we were supposed to take a van for a 12 hour trip to Puerto Penasco, to the Penasco del Sol Hotel. That
I entered the cockpit and it looked just like inside of the Batmobile. It was getting to the time of takeoff so I saluted the captain and headed toward my seat. I got to my seat and there was a screen where we could watch movies; it was all in English though but they had Portuguese subtitles which helped me. About 10 min into the movie, the plane started to move. I grabbed my mother’s arm and held it tight.
Without any legal documentation stating I could be in this country, I was afraid I would not be able to continue my education or obtain a job in my desired field. In addition to this, I was constantly denied eligibility for scholarships due to my immigration status, and although I was given many opportunities to represent my school at national conventions, I was unable to attend for the same reason. Fortunately, I suddenly came to the realization that only obstacle preventing me from embarking on these scholastic and career opportunities was myself. It was then that I sought help and with the assistance of a few selfless individuals who took the time to walk me through the process, I
Socializing is extremely difficult for me. I prefer staying on the sidelines with a few close friends. After receiving the news of the move to America, I immediately became extremely anxious about needing to make new friends. I love my friends and want to avoid the painful process of making new friends again. My last month in Malaysia was spent saying goodbyes and arranging meetings with relatives and friends before I became half a world away from everything I know and love.
The doctor said you only have months or weeks left to live. Are you going to try to battle against the illness or are you going to let death run its natural course? No matter the decision you choose, you should make sure you have a DPOA, living will, and have a conversation with your loved ones. Many people don’t fill out the paperwork or have these hard talks. Then, in their final days they realize they hadn 't talked much about the process of dying even though they knew the disease was progressing, and the end was coming.
The day before she “earned her wings,” Bryant was traveling back home with her judging colleagues from another gymnastics conference. The day she got home was the day she set out to travel on a plane by herself to visit her family. Despite the minor obstacles she faced, Bryant had a successful trip; she was able to stay attentive and focused on what she needed to do. She was finally accepting some limitations, such as having to keep her memory book near by and having little notes every where to remind her of
On March thirteenth 2009, my mother told me that we’re moving to Romania. I didn’t know what to feel or how to react at the time: instead I trusted the plans laid out for me. I packed as much as I could fit into a large suitcase and a small carry on, and prepared for my new life overseas.. The day had finally come, my mother and I were preparing to leave to the Portland International Airport. The car ride there felt like days, it was long, dreadful and, tiring.
I had experienced failures before but they didn’t seem as relevant to me as this one. Getting my license had been a big long-term goal for me. It seemed like an obstacle in the way of me reaching my full potential, as it meant that I was forced to rely for others on transportation. At the young age of 8 years old, I was forced to be strong and independent as I watched my mother struggle with terminal ovarian cancer. Since then, I have strived on being independent.
My ex and I were always together when we were dating, we spent more days in a week together than not, so for us to go months at a time to years at a time would be a difficult adjustment for us. A month before he was supposed to leave for basic I decided that I could not keep my feelings to myself anymore and that we needed to talk about the future of our
Once we got all that done we headed off to our gate until it was time to get on the airplane and leave. Our flight was gonna take off at 7:45, time came and it was time to say bye to my parents. I was really upset because I wasn't going to see them for the rest of the summer. When me and my sister got on the airplane I was really nervous because I had no idea what we were going to expect,