Albert Einstein once stated, “Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” I remember that quote from Jeopardy, but I never actually thought of anything of it. The category was transcendentalism and I remembered that pretty clearly because Alex Trebek was complaining about how long the word was to fit in the box. So when transcendentalism was introduced in our class, I felt a familiar wave of nostalgia hit me. I was pretty excited to start my essay, but I didn’t have time on the weekdays, so I decided to work on it during the weekend. It wasn’t until Sunday morning, the day before it was due, that I forgot to do it.
Imagine going to the same school for 10 years, only to move away in the middle of 7th grade. Transferring schools, that was my life. I’d gone to Ocosta for 9 ½ years, from two years of preschool to the first semester of 7th grade, so the prospect of changing schools absolutely terrified me. However, when 8th grade started, I enrolled in the Aberdeen district and found my own way. Overall, my decision to switch schools was a much needed and very freeing change.
Your advisor asks you,” what do you want to do with your life after college”, but this time the answers don’t come as easily. According to recent studies almost 80 percent of students in the United States end up changing their major at least 3 times over the course of their college career. Last summer when I wrote this essay I said I wanted to be a teacher, but this summer is a little different. Over the summer I’ve read countless books and I feel like my love for literature is pushing me toward publishing. Publishing would allow me to help inspire others through amazing works of literature.
They say that high school is not necessarily the best four years of your life, and I agree. However, I believe that it is a place for unique growth and development–both of which are factors in finding the best in ourselves. With all of this said, I can say that entering Miriam College High School has definitely and ultimately transformed me to become the intellectually and spiritually focused woman I am today. In my own journey, there are three stages in high school: the first few days, the bulk of the school year and the last few days. For each stage, I encounter the same emotions and values annually.
My Trip to Haiti It was the beginning of my junior year in high school and there had been much talk about a school trip to Port Au Prince, Haiti, Only ten students could attend this trip, applications had opened up in November and for me a trip to Haiti sounded like just a dream, I thought I was not able to afford it. The idea for the possibility to travel to a new country and be exposed to a brand new culture excited me, I made the decision to apply anyway. In December, I received news that I had been chosen as one of the first ten students from my school to go on this new service trip. I was so excited that I was even qualified, but also worried because I knew that the price was still an issue. My teacher explained to me that there was a
By the time I had started my freshmen year, I had already acclimated to my new school in East Texas that did not have a theater program. Admittedly, the transition without a theater class proved to be especially difficult for me, but that year I was introduced to my first “official” speech course. It was in that class that I realized while I may have been shy with one-on-one conversations, speaking in front of a group of thirty people was a breeze. Throughout my high school career, especially in during my junior year, how I spoke became more of an asset to me that I could have ever imagined. One especially challenging course for a majority of my class was dual-credit Speech.
I wouldn’t forget how many times I’ve missed them every day and every day was like torture, so I made a promise with my dad that if my average finals score of all subjects is above everyone else in my grade, then I can move to America too. Through months of putting all my effort into the work, I fulfilled my promise and moved to America that spring. However, things didn’t turned out as I thought it would be.
While every other thirteen year old my age had new shoes; I had to take care of mine since mid summer up until late winter. I remember I was a forthcoming freshman when I underwent an unfortunate immigration odyssey. I was not too young yet not too old to cope with the situation--however, social pressures did creep up on my shoulders. This unfortunate event did not only reflect itself on my footwear--it also shattered the pink colored glasses I saw life through. The day my stepfather left impulsively to the impoverished ranch in Durango, Mexico that he grew up in, the odyssey formed.
The experience was not how I thought it would be like however. It was like opening a new set of legos, you're just so amazed at everything you do not know what to do. The game was set to be played on a Saturday, which was the day most soccer games were played at that time since that was how the schedule worked out. I remember my mother waking me up that morning telling me she had made breakfast. Back then I would wake up late around 11 am or 10 am, so it was not a surprise that breakfast was already made.
In total, we had at least 7 or 8 meets, with the season lasting around a month or so. Out of all the meets we ran, the best I personally did was at our home meet. I remember one of our meets, I think our 3rd to last, was very windy and we all thought it would rain, but it didn't. Over time I eventually became better and better and practice didn't seem nearly as bad as before. Finally, our last meet came up and I had been very excited.
The past few weeks here at the University of Maine at Farmington have been excellent. I had the opportunity to come a week early to try out for the girls soccer team. I didn 't make the team but in retrospect, I think that was the best thing to happen to me. I moved into Dakin on the 24th of August. My roommate there was a sophomore that was here for the field hockey team.
She served there with her husband, Bishop Harold I. Williams, until he passed away. She now oversees the church herself. Not to live in the past, Shirley Caesar has just released another single, "It 's Alright, It 's Okay". The song is available on iTunes and will be a regular play on Gospel radio. The song is the first release from her newest album which is due out in the spring.