Penny, About me I am a single parent with a 12 year old daughter, In the past, I worked as a CAN but due to lifting patients I was diagnosed with a hietal hernia and the doctor gave me a lifting restriction of maximum ten pounds. That meant I couldn’t work as a CAN as lifting was part of the job. I put myself through Edmonds Community College and completed my Social and Human Services deg
On May 20,1996 I was born Damione Freeman growing up in a small city named Pell City. Growing up wasn't easy for me father was never around just leaving me with my mother. As a child I was always happy, caring, and well mannered. When I turned five I started living with my grandmother, Dianne Freeman and my uncle, Akeem Freeman. At the age of five I was torn away from my mother because of her husband and his issues.
I have been doing some thinking about our conversation a few days ago and have concluded that I will take you up on the offer! I just sold my old bike and now have some money left over that I can use to pay for those seminars. I am going to see how soon I can get this done, I am going to look at the dates and send my form in. I will keep you posted on the status of things as they get processed.
Back to Claremont He turned to me, questioning whether I want to raise it or not. The only reply he received-frankly the only reply he would ever need-was my bid number slightly raised in the air and my head slightly nodding in approval. “Two now two now two now two,” an unruly cry tore through his lips, shaking the entire crowd. My actions were kept repetitive and my eye never left the opposing bidder, a collector from out of town.
I wish to apply for the position of a Supportive Roommate at your reputable organization-Community Living Alternative Services (CLAS). I am a caring and mature professional and an experienced disability support worker for nine years. I have a passion for improving the quality of life of people with developmental disabilities. I have worked with people of different ages and disabilities in different support work settings- group homes, community access services, job and career coaching, as well as life skill coaching. Some of the roles I have played in the above positions include, but not limited to, developing personalised support programs and managing various household and personal care tasks, like cooking for clients, cleaning clients’
Lani: I was helping for someone’s project for COMM 245; I was in the video lab, in the studio. I was on campus and decided to contact everyone I knew who comes to the school. I remember I sent out a snap saying guys I think there is a shooting, be careful and then I started sending out individual texts to people making sure they were okay, like hey are you good? Stay out of an area.
During that time, I helped a variety of people from diverse socioeconomic backgrounds improve their self-sufficiency skills. Ever since I could remember, I have always wanted to help people learn, grow, and make improvements in their lives. That desire has ignited a purpose in me to earn the appropriate degree and certification. This will enable me to render professional help for those persons whom may be facing physical and/or intellectual impairments.
The Tide detergent bottle gradually moved back and forth, as my father’s elbow creaked, refusing to cooperate. “It’s my own way of physical therapy, you see,” my father boasted. “If I keep it up, I think I’ll be able to move my elbow by the end of the month.” “Yeah,” I whispered, keeping my voice low, because I knew my mother was shut-away in the other room. The lights were off, the door was closed, and she barricaded each ear with a pillow to block out any sound that might further trigger her migraine.
It has been the longest 7 years, 7 weeks, 7 days, 7 hours, 6 minutes, and 23 seconds of my life! It has been this long exactly since the last time I saw Ms. Pointy, and I think I will eventually go crazy if I don’t see her sometime soon. Ms. Pointy just happens to be my most favored teacher of all time. I had her in my second year of fifth grade-the first year I have ever been held back in school. I looked out my window desperately and deep in thought.
It was game day the game that we could take the title away the championship away from the other team. And so Finally we could be the ones that carrier the City Trophy. So gameday was today in a few hours we would face the team that have the trophy…. Also they are gonna be a tough team to face since they have a QuarterBack that hasn't been sacked so that means they have a really good line or the QuarterBack can Juke. I'm gonna go with they have a very good offence of line.
I used to be so oblivious. I would attend school every day and criticize my surroundings, little did I know how much I actually had. Come junior year, I observed a flyer for a club called S.A.L.T. (Student-Athlete Leadership Team), it seemed interesting to me so I decided to fill out an application. During our first meeting at 6:45 in the morning, Coach Jones, the head of the club, explained, “I did not cut anyone since you will cut yourself, you will give up and you will not want to put the work in, so you will stop coming.
I am Shayla Padgett, and I work for South Carolina Vocational Rehabilitation Department (SCVRD). I have over nine years of experience in human services; seven of those years are in rehabilitation. For the past two years I have worked as an Assessment and Career Exploration Specialist and a Job Preparedness Instructor for SCVRD. Using a variety of assessment tools, I assist our clients establish a vocational objective that coincides with their individual interests and abilities. In addition to assessments, I instruct classes that cover a variety of soft skills that prepare clients for careers.
One girl in particular, Sarah, was extremely displeased with my arrival. I was unaware of this for the longest time until she made it very clear. Sarah had seemed friendly, she was very intelligent, and she was popular. I learned that Sarah was also extremely competitive and envious when others did better than her, and I learned it the hard way.
Loving,caring,unselfish and hardworking are only a few of the many powerful words I can use to describe my mentor, Joyce M. I know some people might have experienced what she has been through but nobody is standing as tall as she is today. As we all grow up and age we change mentally and physically. At this point in life I was only about 7 years old. Tall and skinny about 4’5 average with dirty brown hair and dark brown eyes, I was an Emotional but strong minded normal elementary school girl.
5 years had passed since the whole Jessica Feeney thing. We 've elected a new (real) president, I 've become better friends with Courtney, and I 'm finishing my last year at high school. I plan on going to college to be a general surgeon despite hearing all those stories from Jeff. Jeff was liar right? I mean, now that I 've finished 4 years of grueling high school I know the smart people words for what Jeff and my 7th grade class did to Jessica.
I feel that it is necessary to have a vast working knowledge in the largest service provided by our agency, Rehabilitation Counseling. This degree will give me the qualifications to provide this service to those in my community who have disabilities. I look forward to explaining my experience, my plans for completing the program requirements,