Alameda County California. I grew up in Oakland, California and went to Franklin Elementary School. When I was in the 5th grade I moved to Hayward California and went to Eldridge Elementary School. As a transfer student, I felt different from everyone else and my learning abilities were different. I learned quicker than others and was more intellectual than they were and because of these things I never really had friends. I passed all my classes with A’s or B’s.
My grade average was high and I was prepping for college courses. My family had been telling me of all the great things I could do but never prepared me for the hard times to actually achieve any of these goals. During my summer break of 2011, I broke my ankle on father’s day. I broke my tibia, fibula and cracked my platelet in my ankle. My mom rushed me to a hospital where we waited two hours for me to be seen. After a while my mom got frustrated and very impatient she then helped me back into the car and rushed me to children’s hospital where they wheeled me to an emergency room and put me to sleep. They began to place my bones back into place. …show more content…
I woke up with my leg wrapped up all the way up to my thigh. While my mom and I waited a few more hours, we had some laughs until the doctor came and checked me out. Then we were on our way. We went home and mom helped me into the house. I laid on the couch and wouldn’t talk, so my mom made me a hot pocket to make me feel better. I wasn’t hungry. That was the day I started experiencing depression. After two days I started back eating like normal and moving some, but life had gotten frustrating because I was not able to
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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.
Unable to straighten my leg I became very panicked but my coach assured me that I would be ok. Little did he know that it was going to be a life altering injury. The next day I went to my doctor’s office to get my knee checked out (I was still worried because my knee was still
The ride to the emergency room was calm and boring, I just sat there anticipating how bad it was, hoping it would not be too bad. We finally got to the emergency room, the ride felt like forever. Rapidly, we entered the building, the doctors took me back to the room, and he laid me on a bed. The doctor came into the room and saw a bloody hole in my foot, as he stayed calm, he checked the deep cut. He found that one tendon was torn, which is a good thing, there could have been more torn tendons and muscles.
I began college in 2014 at the age of 58 years-old to change my area of employment and do something that is far more interesting to me, working within the social services field. I realize the fact I was brought up by two dysfunctional, abusive parents in a chaotic home lead me to search out that same type of familiar relationship when I left home at the age of seventeen. In short, I married a domestic violence abuser and alcoholic when I was 19 years-old and had 5 children. Ten years into the marriage, when I had finally reached the end of my rope, a local police officer helped me to obtain a Protection from Abuse order and removed my husband from the home. This era was the birth of the Protection from Abuse orders and for me and this new
When I was eleven years old, I tore my anterior cruciate ligament, more commonly known as the ACL while playing in a football game. Being only eleven years old, this was a pretty unusual injury as most ACL tears do not happen until mid to later teens. Hearing that I tore my ACL was pretty devastating. I did not know much about it, but I knew enough to know I would be out of sports for a long time. The next nine months of my life were spent with one goal in mind: getting back to sports.
To be more specific it started in practice on my sixteenth birthday. We were showing off our competition kick dance routine that we would perform at every competition, when I came down from a leap that I have been doing since I was thirteen years old. I tore a major ligament in my need called the Anterior Cruciate Ligament or ACL. When I fell in the middle of the dance routine I knew that what had happened was not a normal knee injury like I have had before. When my other teammates stopped dancing my coach, Coach Vavra, came up to me to tell me that I could have gotten back in the dance and kept dancing.
I was born on July 07, 1985 in San Jose, California to my parents Lonnie McIntosh and Suzie DeGrandmont. I spent his childhood and adolescent years in the Sacramento area. As a child, I competed in several archery tournaments and won the California State Championship five times. I also enjoyed bow hunting with my father.
I was blessed to have a Slavic Baptist church not far from where I live. I always wanted to give back to someone underserved of similar origin as myself. In Sacramento there is a big Slavic community, which gave some opportunities for me to serve and apply myself. I started off with the church choir. Having a good background of singing from Ukraine allowed me to move up on the list of best choir soprano voices, and later our choir director started to sit me by the newcomers to help them learn songs faster.
When I was in kindergarten I broke my arm in two spots. How I broke my was my brother and I were having a cartwheel contest. I decided to do a running round-off and I landed the wrong way. When I was little I danced but when I broke my arm I quit dance.
We got to the hospital and had a doctor check up on me. While the doctor was looking at my ankle I called my parents to let them know that I was in the hospital for an ankle injury. He informed me that I had fractured my ankle, but that the fracture wasn't serious enough for surgery and that I would be wearing a cast for a couple of months. I learned a couple of things from this incident, one being to not jump out of a vehicle while it's moving. The other thing that I learned was that I need to think before I make rash decisions that could potentially harm me, that I should try to not act on
Once Cara got back from the long swim in the lake they decided that it was best if they go back to California. Cara packed her long sleeves, each pair of pants and socks and her many shoes. Once they were all done packing they got out of Issac Mendez’s house and got a taxi. Once they got to the airport Cara, Lyle and Issac just stared at the crowd huge of people going in and out of the airport. They got out of the taxi and went into the huge crowd of people with their bags glued to their hands.
When we got to the hospital, I walked through the emergency room, but the surgical waiting room was closed. My mom and I were confused because I was my doctor 's first patient. When they opened the door the receptionist quickly gave me the paperwork and I started to fill them out. I freak out while I was filling out the papers because they had written out that I tore my right ACL when I tore my left ACL. I went to the counter and told the receptionist “ Excuse me ma 'am, the information on the forms are wrong.”
What would you do if you suddenly find yourself at the place on Earth you’d never even thought you’d visit? Can you imagine how would your day look like? Let us take you to NYC for one day, full of great places you can´t miss with our trip advisor Monica. I think everyone agrees- each day starts with breakfast.
Ever since I was born, my family has moved five times, and at each city that we move to, my family and I live there for at most four years. Then we pack up and move once again to another city. I currently reside in the wonderful city of San Jose, whose history is very vivid and exciting, being the very first civilian settlement in California to becoming the site of the first state capital to the third most-populated city in the state. Founded on November 29, 1777 by José Joaquín Moraga, who named the place El Pueblo de San Jose de Guadalupe, the city of San Jose was destined to become one of the greatest cities in the nation. Before José Joaquín Moraga actually travelled to the place to build the city of San Jose, there was another group
Throughout my life I have gone through many phases of career choices but one has been most prevalent and recurring. Criminal justice and law has been a career field which I have taken interest in since I was young. In recent years I have looked more past law into the field of forensic science to solidify the career I hope to one day have as I have found a strong passion for science inside myself. Forensic science and law are different but also codependent in a way. These two fields overlap in that forensic evidence is many times the foundation for a lawyer’s case yet the forensics team has to follow the law that accompanies evidence collection and examination.