Firstly, moving and going to a new school built up my courage to do new things like nothing else could. Another way it changed my life was that it taught me to accept and embrace change. Moving also changed my life by introducing me to new people that I'm still friends with to this day. Finally this experience taught me that not all change is bad and that change can even be
I learned to find friends and be academically successful all on my own. I learned to use my mesosystem of the interactions between my peers and school to aid my development and allow me to end up in the successful place that I am today. I used the example my family gave me to develop my moral strengths. I created my own ideas and my own morals based on the cognitive and emotional challenges that my home life created. I used school as an outlet in order to aid my cognitive development.
I finally decided on pursuing a career in the engineering field and all my mother had to state was “You’re not a man.” Besides the blatant misogyny, the overall disapproval I had become so familiar with, was clear yet again. For quite some time throughout middle and high school, I had a lot of animosity built up towards my family. Compared to others around me, I felt as if I had a disadvantage because my peers were being uplifted by their supportive family while I was essentially teared down. Still, I trudged on throughout high school and began realizing the only force I needed to reach my life and academic goals was myself. To this day I still don’t understand why my family is not concerned with my academics.
Luckily, I managed to land a job as a camp counselor, but something was still missing. Finally, I realized that I wanted to go back to school. Going back to school drastically changed my life. My work ethic, free time, and self – esteem have all changed my daily life for the better. When I was in high school I think it is safe to say I was a pretty good student.
I was stranded in this new town without any strings that tied me to people. One incident fully My first quarter at my second choice university went somewhat well. I made choices that affected my first-year experience at UC Irvine. My stubbornness could not accept the fact of being rejected by my first choice university, UC Davis. It was even harder to accept that my twin brother and I were going our separate ways for the first time.
Coming to Job Corps made me realize a lot about myself including how much potential I have within myself. Before coming here I wasn’t as focused as I should have been when it comes to me getting my education. Leaving school early or just not showing up at all became a routine for me. The school I was attending wasn’t as good of a school to even want to show up at. The kids there was very disrespectful which made it hard for those who wanted to learn.
My identity can be defined by moments in my life. Moving to Canada, learning to speak English and going to high school are three major moment in my life. Going through these experience have change the person in me and made me more confident, stronger person and created the person I am right now. Moving to Canada is a big challenge to me because I know almost like nothing about this country plus I have to leaving my family, my best friend behind to start a new life. The day I came to Canada is in December 3rd 2013, I have been terrify about the weather of Canada because it totally different with my back country where is always hot and wet, Canada is cold and dry.
Normally when my parents told me that we were moving again I’d be a little upset. Moving meant I had to say goodbye to all of my friends. I would have to go to a new school and make new friends. However when my parents told me that we were moving to Canada I was shocked. Not only was I going to move away from my home, but I was also going to a new country.
I would receive 2 steps a day because my behavior was so bad so I would be sent straight to ISS instead of being in the classroom with my classmates. It took being banned from school celebrations and other festivities just to change my behavior. I was the type of person that wanted to fit in with my friends and do the things they did to be “cool”. I would do bad things that my friends told me to do even though I knew I shouldn’t do those things because it was not the right thing to do. In the morning before class would start we had this class called enhancement and not every student had the same enhancement class.
The transition from middle school to high school was a big change for me. The 3 reasons why the transition was a big change for me was because I don't have classes with my friends, I don't have effective teachers, and my curfew was extended when I entered high school. Having to adapt to this change has been hard for me, but slowly I am getting used to it. Having different classes from my friends is one of the reasons why the transition from middle school to high school was a big change for me. For example, in middle school, I had all my class with my best friends.
As a result, I had never experienced change until I was 6 years old, when my family decided I would have a better life in Canada. I had now entered a community where alien people spoke in English, a language so foreign it sounded like gibberish to my ears. At first, life was tough, living in a small town with an inconsistent financial state. My parents worked tirelessly, my mom as a nurse and my dad as a security guard, to provide for me. There were many times where my parents would explain to me why they decided to move and how I had more opportunities to be successful in the western world than in India.
Moving to the United States was not an easy journey for my family and I. I had to get integrate to a new society which meant a changing to my traditional lifestyle and habit and learning a new language and culture. In high school, I adapted well because many courses were not too vigorous, and the classes moved at a slower pace. On the contrary, college requires juggling multiple classes and adapting to the new college life. For eighteen years of my life, I had never spent more than two days away from my parents, so it was quite difficult at first. When I first started college, I pursued a major that I have no interest in.
These were just extra obstacles that were put in my way for reason to benefit at all, considering I was told that junior year was already the hardest year for any high schooler anyway. I was furious yet frightened to see the thing that I value and work for, to be turned against me and everyone else. Across many schools within Jeffco, students all together performed a walk out during school to protest this issue to point. But this walk out was only the beginning of the Jeffco Recall that many teachers, parents, and students supported and carried out throughout the year. And while we did have to compensate for their poor decisionmaking that year, the recall was eventually set forth and finalized at the beginning of my senior year.
He got problems in adapting to the culture, lifestyle, and weather here in Canada. For being a shy person, he also struggled in speaking English and meeting new people. After almost a month of living in Brampton, he decided to go back to school because he thinks that it is the
Mine have simply taught me to appreciate the value in education. Since early childhood, they’ve strongly urged me to prioritize school above all else and to learn from their mistakes, not wanting me to struggle as they did. My father has made me realize the importance in pursuing a higher education—it’s the best way to truly be successful and be able to give my family the life they deserve. From my mother I’ve learned the significance of pursuing a career that I will truly enjoy, since it is presumably what I will spend the rest of my life doing. Thanks to my parents, not only have I been university-bound since I was a toddler, but I’ve also genuinely enjoyed learning.