During my college experience I changed my major a few times. However, during my junior year I discovered the social work major and everything clicked. At first the social work career clicked for me because it enabled me to be in a position to really help individuals’ during their times of need. However, my social work classes really shaped my identity and development because the classes made me realize how unhealthy my family was and to realize that I had experienced abuse throughout my life. Before my social work classes I was in denial about how unhealthy the experience in my life
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“Oh please! You guys say that you want to move into this new house because it looks great. The real reason is because the commute to my therapist is much faster. I’m fine mom and dad! I don’t need antidepressants nor do I need a therapist.
During my freshman year I was a really isolated student very unwilling to volunteer willingly for anything, much less take up a leadership position. Then one day I went to my counselor to see what I could do that could help me for my future, she directed me to the school’s Upward Bound program, and after joining this program my eyes have been opened dramatically. When I joined I had no idea how much work went into applying and getting accepted to university, I did not know what a transcript was, a resume, GPA, or even community service hours. However, the thing that really impacted me was the leadership aspect, I had never been a leader or even thought about leading anything, I was usually just like the follower that obeyed instructions. So when the time came I decided I was going to run for class president, and that was
To tell the truth, I leaned more toward social work from the get-go, but telling my family that I wanted to be a Social Worker, they said “No Lilli, you don’t want to take people’s kids away.” And I would say “Yes, I know that. I want to do psychotherapy, and I would have to go to graduate school.” And their reply was something along the lines of just get a four-year degree in something that made a lot of money, so I didn’t have to worry about any of that. It was very difficult for me, so I convinced myself that I wanted to go the psychology route, and that was that.
When I graduated from Troy University with my Associate of Arts, I continued to further my education. Upon entering at a Bachelors level, my advisor informed me about the Social Work and the Psychology program. I didn’t know which program to choose. I chose the Psychology Program. I was thinking on the lines of becoming a counselor one day.
At the beginning of this summer I reluctantly attended a leadership seminar that was held at my school. What high school student wants to come to school, in full uniform, during break to hear about leadership? Certainly not me. As a senior, my teachers urged me, with incredible persistence, to attend. I eventually caved and went.
On the very first day of school, I began to plan my Senior Project. I wanted to piece together a project that would mean something to me and be beneficial to others. I came up with the idea of collecting donations for homeless people and delivering them to shelters. A close family member of mine was homeless for two years, and because of this, I hold a special place in my heart for homeless people.
My capstone activities will primarily focus on learning how to properly read, write, and speak Hmong. I will also be adding history courses with topics related to the Hmong because I personally feel that I do not know enough about my roots and history. I know that in order to be successful in who I want to be or what I want to be, I need to start with myself. As a young child, I had always had the desire to learn how to read and write in my native language.
It was a cold winter night and it was just mama sister and I. And mama was talking to us about all our hopes and dreams. Mama looked at sister and I and said “what do you want to be when you get older”. Sister looked at me I looked at her and we pondered this question.
First in 2013 I have live with my sister and brother and mom and dad until my mom was in trouble and my dad was in jail and my grandmother said she will take my brother and sister in with her. Then I went to stay with my mom and dad but I couldn 't because my mom and dad were sick is I had to live my with grandmother. Then I live with my grandmother and she could really take care of us
My Applied Learning Experience engaged me in real world classroom situations that required me to put into action the knowledge and skills developed through academic coursework. In addition, these experiences helped me connect academic learning to the real world, facilitating the ability to obtain and enhance the knowledge and skills required to be a teacher. Furthermore, this practice experience gave me opportunity to incorporate and apply teaching strategies taught in the university classroom to a real world classroom setting. Last of all, my ALE provided insight into the complexities of teaching children of low economic
I knew I wanted to help people, but the courses that stood in my way were definitely frightening. After consulting the course catalog at Grand View, I found our fairly new Bachelor of Social Work program. I thought like most of the public, naively thinking social workers just took away peoples’ children when there was a bad situation. With only days
About a year ago, I began doing my internship at the Juvenile Services Department. Thinking back over my field experience, it was truly not what I was expecting the field of social work to be. When I first started as a social work intern, I was both excited and terrified. I needed to learn a great deal off new information and procedures while also adjusting to a new environment. As an intern at the Juvenile Services Department, I had a caseload of youth that were participating in the program.
This year I tutored middle school students. I contributed by always managing to make it whenever I didn’t work and by helping students do their best. My goals last semester was for us to communicate better, we had trouble communicating with the teacher. As a group we didn’t really feel acquainted to her and it was hard for us to communicate.
When I first came to Longwood University I was a Liberal Studies major and as the semester progressed so did my lack of interest towards becoming a teacher. I began wanting to become something that was going to be more helpful to people and be more involved with making a change in a person’s life, so I started to rethink my entire major. When I approached the idea of Social Work, I decided to sit down and have a meeting with Professor Reynolds. She started talking about the expectations of a social worker, all that came with being a social worker, and various placements for social work. As the meeting progressed so did my determination to be a social work major.
I did some research to change my major to something involving what I did at the YOC. I found out about social work. I hadn’t really understood what social work/human service workers did until I started this research. I had been in counseling briefly as a teen. Being an angsty teen is hard; it also made it harder to learn I had an anxiety disorder.