...suddenly change the demeanor of myself. Babysitting absolutely taught me the responsibilities and commitments. I couldn’t obtain a job, but loved shopping. To shop I needed money. Occasionally I always did simple jobs around the house for some “quick cash”. Seems like every dollar I got hold to only last for two days before I would spend it. My parents one day had an intervention with me about my spending as I had gotten out of hand with it. This was my acknowledgement of them basically warning me not to spend anymore. Conversely, I managed to end up broke by the end of the week anyway. One school night, I was forced to ask my parent for lunch money. Consequently, this made them aware that I had spent all of mine. If I ever wanted any more money from my parents I would be doomed to babysit all my little siblings every two weeks. Seeking this as another opportunity made me quickly take it upon myself to do it. I assumed it would be easy the first time I begin babysitting. However, the little rascals were like a fury of fireballs! I needed the money, but the end of every night I could still hear the “screams” and “laughter’s” for...
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...we observe it, the same things will always happen, Why is that? Because we are the most magnificent creatures in the universe. We are humans. We are defined by our history and how it repeats in our lives. As for me, my history follows a twisting and winding timeline that leaves many cliffhangers and loose ends. No part of my existence has been the standard apple pie, as-seen-on-tv type of life. There were no sunday barbecues and get-togethers with neighbors. The Braley household was more complex behind our front door and bolted windows. Happy stories were a fantasy I wished to live, but that’s alright, because it is these things that define me. My history and how it repeats/repeated itself through my life is what makes me, me. Me, I am worrying person, I am full of anxiety. I am called smart by others, although I believe I merely meet sub-par. I am self-conscious, and very emotional. I am too nice to people, and I trust too much. I get my hopes up too often, and I allow people to walk all over me. I am a perfectionist, and I stay up too late for assignments. I’m versatile, and athletic, silly and a little annoying....
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...I always have a knife on me, except for when i'm in school. It protects and attacks when needed. I’ve never had to use it for anything but to cut something. The stress i carry isn't normal. Everything in life stresses me out. My extreme OCD makes everything worse. I always see and hear things that no one else does. I feel like i'm going crazy, but act like everything is normal. The cold steel knife i carry means alot to me. I always expect the worse so if something happens im ready. This relates to the crazy things that go through my head. I don't feel comfortable with someone walking behind me, so i always have my hand in my pocket holding my knife. This doesnt mean im going to use it, holding the knife just makes me feel comfortable. Everyone experiences stress throughout their life. I become stressed and anxious over a noise or something so simple like the position my pencil on the desk. Like i mentioned before, my OCD makes everything worse. My hands shake, my palms sweat, my breathing speeds up, and i can feel little needles stabbing my back. The last part may sound crazy but that's how it feels. I may joke around and have a weird grin on my face, but behind that, there is someone who feels sad and stressed. I always...
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...The parenting that I received as a child has influenced many facets of my life. I would say that my parents utilized an authoritarian parenting style. While stern with discipline and rules, my parents were also very gentle and loving. They respected me as an individual and valued my opinions allowing me to adopt my personal goals, values, and beliefs. However, it is the experiences I have encountered during my lifetime that I primarily attribute to the person I am today. I believe the parenting one receives as a child does influence an individual however it does not determine who that person necessarily becomes. One of the ways I feel as if my upbringing has influenced my life is my work ethic. As a child, both of my parents urged me...
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...try and refrain from rolling your eyes, moving to another page, or de-friending me on Facebook. Lent has inspired me to move away from my mommy blogging for a post or two and focus on something that is huge in my life. To talk about a person who has made me a better human being. Because, yes, I am mother. I am wife. I am a daughter. I am a sister, friend and good neighbour. I love reading and am fascinated by Canadian politics. I enjoy kicking...
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...A major ally that I have had in my life is Mrs. Neuberger, she has always taught me to try my best in everything I do, best person I can be, and she has been a great ally with sports. Mrs. Neuberger has always taught me to try my best at everything I do be it sports or homework. She has always taught me to give a perfect effort when playing sports she doesn't care if i am the best player she just cares i'm trying and she cheers me on no matter what. When it comes to homework she always makes me try before she comes to help me, especially when it comes to English homework. The one and only Mrs. Neuberger has also helped me to be the best person I can be whether it be helping people in need or helping my family. When school is over I usually...
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...What does freedom mean to me. What does freedom caustic to me? Freedom means a myriad of things like freedom of speech, but i'm going to tell you what I think freedom means. I think freedom is to not having to be afraid when you fall asleep and not having to be afraid that people from other countries and harm us and our love one's. Freedoms is the right to just craft something and not get killed for what you thought. I think freedom is to get a job you want and not to be forced to work there your whole life without a good pay. Freedom is being able to get your own land and build what you want on it without people coming and breaking it. Freedom is being able to go outside without getting shot because you have a different color of...
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...Being Hispanic motivates me to push myself every day. I want to be the first from my family to graduate from high school and head to college. I feel that getting an education is the right thing to do, so I can give back to the community where I was raised. Having a drive towards my education and representing my ethnicity has made me live differently from those around me. Being Hispanic is very important to me because I’m representing an ethnicity, which is often torn down by others. I know that I represent not only myself but also my Hispanic background, which has shaped me into who I am. My culture gives me strength to keep moving forward in order to break stereotypes. I represent myself as a Mexican-American, which drives me to be a role model for younger individuals who feel as if they...
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...Alicia Francis Community Mobilization and Engagement 17/09/16 what does community policing mean to me? Community policing, is a philosophy that promotes implementations and evaluations of decisions within the organization that helps them be able to achieve their objectives. which support the use of showing, or involving a system, method, partnerships and problem solving techniques, to address the immediate conditions that give rise to public issues. Some of the partnerships and other organizations like government agencies, community members, non-profit service providers, and private businesses. community policing’s main goal is to assist the public in establishing and maintaining a safe orderly social environment. The Relationships...
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...ENG 101-D23 LUO Professor Desiree B. Sholes 11/12/2012 To be or not to be well-educated: A Narrative Response to Alfie Kohn’s “What does it mean to be well-educated?” To be or not to be well-educated: A Narrative Response to Alfie Kohn’s “What does it mean to be well-educated?” Alfie Kohn’s essay “What does it mean to be well-educated?” begins on a personal note using his wife as an example to substantiate his hypothesis. Encountering Alisa at the very beginning of the essay was indeed a refreshing way to initiate thought into a subject not often considered. Today not everyone ponders the real relevance behind education nor does anyone contemplate just how much of education is needed to be considered well-educated. Alisa has a doctorate in anthropology and is an excellent physician yet her lack of knowledge in basic math and English leads her husband to question the implications behind what true education is all about (Kohn, 2003, pars. 1-4). My first response to this startling line of thought was that something like this had never occurred to me before. One is either educated or not. But where does one cross over from educated into well-educated and what does the latter term encompass? These were interesting premises that galvanized me into Kohn’s text, rapidly seeking a resolution for my questions. The first question that Kohn tackles involves the purpose of education. Is education meant to create better individuals or introduce better...
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...That's what I think of when I try to draw an analogy with the process of reading application essays. The bad. Ninety percent of the applications I read contain what I call McEssays - usually five-paragraph essays that consist primarily of abstractions and unsupported generalization. They are technically correct in that they are organized and have the correct sentence structure and spelling, but they are boring. Sort of like a Big Mac. I have nothing against Big Macs, but the one I eat in Charlottesville is not going to be fundamentally different from the one I eat in Paris, Peoria or Palm Springs. I am not going to rave about the quality of a particular Big Mac. The same can be said about the generic essay. If an essay starts out: "I have been a member of the band and it has taught me leadership, perseverance and hard work," I can almost recite the rest of the essay without reading it. Each of the three middle paragraphs gives a bit of support to an abstraction, and the final paragraph restates what has already been said. A McEssay is not wrong, but it is not going to be a positive factor in the admission decision. It will not allow a student to stand out. A student who uses vague abstractions poured into a preset form will end up being interpreted as a vague series of abstractions. A student who uses cliché becomes, in effect, a cliché. If we are what we eat, we are also what we write. Not only does a preset form lead to a generic essay, so does a generic approach to what is...
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...“The Joy of Reading and Writing: Superman and Me” How does this Sherman Alexie essay compare to the Frederick Douglass and Malcolm X essays we read earlier in the semester? What implications does Alexie invoke with his use of the Superman imagery? In comparing the three essays, “The Joy of Reading and Writing: Superman and Me” by Sherman Alexie, to “Learning to Read and Write” by Frederick Douglass and “Learning to Read” by Malcolm X, one immediately recognizes that all three authors place high importance on the value of reading and writing. When one has the ability to read and write, one has the ability to achieve many goals. One also has the ability to make a difference in the lives of others and society. In “Learning to Read” by Frederick...
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...Dinner is an essay, that Garrison Keillor shared a memorable Thanksgiving that he had with his family. Which he recalled after calling his cousin “Duke” (Mary Ann) of an embarrassing episode that she had in thanks giving years ago, when she vomited at that thanksgiving. This essay takes back years ago, when I had to witnessed an event that is really similar which happened to Keillor’s cousin. We were taking dinner with my sister, we were eating grilled steak. But there’s was something really weird in her grilled steak, which had a big piece of fat on it , and my sister ate it , and she puked all over her plate. It was really disgusting, and disturbing. Since then I hate grilled steak. Questions 1-4 A Wobegon Holiday Dinner 1- Keillor clearly chose a particularly memorable Thanksgiving to share in this essay. What does the vomit episode contribute to the larger story about how his family celebrated Thanksgiving? The vomit episode 2- Celebrating holidays together is often viewed as one way communities – including families – stay strong. Yet, in what respects is Keillor’s essay a response to the assumption ‘ communities provide us with a sense of stability’ Keillor’s family Thanksgiving tradition were unchanging to promote a sense of stability. But his Thanksgiving tradition with his family aren’t always like it looks like to be. His essay brings out the worst of his family which not creates family togetherness. 3- How does the author contrast...
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...writing skills but also –and especially—my thinking skills. This class taught me a method for thinking and writing. While looking at the critical research reflection I cannot help but think of the word “reflect? “Since the beginning of this class, I had to reflect on course texts, reflect on the sources, reflect on personal experience, and reflect on peer reviews and discussion posts. Dr. ND asked me to reflect on my writing and to think carefully, especially before making a decision or reaching a conclusion. Why the word "reflect" is so important? What does it mean, "to reflect”? The philosopher Locke said that the act of reflection is characterized by mental acts of doubt, believe, think, have emotions, and feelings (Locke). I believe that my final research paper is an essay that has all the characteristics described by Locke. The final project includes feelings, personal experience, thoughts, doubts, questions, answers, and reasoning....
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...That's what I think of when I try to draw an analogy with the process of reading application essays. The bad. Ninety percent of the applications I read contain what I call McEssays - usually five-paragraph essays that consist primarily of abstractions and unsupported generalization. They are technically correct in that they are organized and have the correct sentence structure and spelling, but they are boring. Sort of like a Big Mac. I have nothing against Big Macs, but the one I eat in Charlottesville is not going to be fundamentally different from the one I eat in Paris, Peoria or Palm Springs. I am not going to rave about the quality of a particular Big Mac. The same can be said about the generic essay. If an essay starts out: "I have been a member of the band and it has taught me leadership, perseverance and hard work," I can almost recite the rest of the essay without reading it. Each of the three middle paragraphs gives a bit of support to an abstraction, and the final paragraph restates what has already been said. A McEssay is not wrong, but it is not going to be a positive factor in the admission decision. It will not allow a student to stand out. A student who uses vague abstractions poured into a preset form will end up being interpreted as a vague series of abstractions. A student who uses cliché becomes, in effect, a cliché. If we are what we eat, we are also what we write. Not only does a preset form lead to a generic essay, so does a generic approach to what is perceived...
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