...was very challenging to adapt to the American lifestyle. On April 20th, 2004, I boarded a flight to the United States of America to visit my mom and sister. As I look out the window as the plane prepared for take-off, I felt a rush of anticipation to see what was so exciting about the United States of America that everyone had spoken so highly about but sadden that I had to leave my friends and some of my family behind in a place I once called home. Upon my flight after spending about 5hrs airborne, the pilot came on the speaker giving announcements about our approach to the “big apple” New York as they say. As the plane landed, I was escorted off the plane by one of the flight crew. While walking, my eyes started to glance the beauty of this huge airport, fascinated by the things I saw,...
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...Throughout my childhood, I had trouble figuring out which category I belonged to and my maturity was widespread and ubiquitous. Between third to eighth grade, I switched from being the talkative kid, to the quiet kid, the trouble maker, the loner, the music kid, and the average kid. When I graduated 8th grade in 2015, I received an award for being considerably artistic. It was a unanimous decision made by all of my teachers and my peers. Among various arts, I enjoyed expressing myself through drawing, music, and writing. However, due to the constant pressure to succeed in school, I stopped enjoying what I loved habitually. It developed to a point that a fear of failure in high school and the idea of perfectionism stopped me from succeeding. As a result of this, I did not know who I was and I became a walking contradiction. Over time, I disconnected from myself and from others and I was depressed and lonely. I had problems recurring in my social life, school life, and more importantly, my home and my personal life. I never wanted to tell anyone these problems mainly due to a fear and not wanting to be a burden to them. My parents were rarely home and I could not even talk to my friends, due to their busy schedules. Despite thinking that I was in...
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...Avisek Parajuli The Process of Writing Prof. Michael Lally Narrative Essay 11/2/2013 The Greatest Experience of my Life “The biggest risk in life is not taking any risk.” Mountaineering is a risk, a danger , fun and a learning about life. It was a feeling of great joy and achievement at the summit - a triumphant success - after overcoming danger, fear, and risk of death. With the purpose of having fun and spending our time, my two cousins, Avinash and Avijit. and I planned to go for trekking to the world’s biggest mountain pass, Thorung La Pass. It was a breathtaking experience. In the beginning of our journey, it was fun. But ‘danger’ and ‘risk’ is a part of every trekking and we soon came to know this as we went higher altitude. Also the immature leadership and dispute between us led to the problem that we had never faced before. “How far is it now?” Avinash asked in a hushed tone. ”Probably, 2 hours more.”. I replied. It was the first day of our trekking and we were tired walking continuously for 7 hours. The weight of the trekking bag and boots added the exhaustion making every one of us look pale. We were all full of sweat. It was soon going to be night so we had to walk fast. Suddenly the weather became a bump on our road. The weather turned blustery. It started lightening and thundering with heavy squall. We were in dilemma how to handle the situation. But then I saw a small hut in the jungle, we rushed...
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...Journal 4 : The Unforgettable Experience of My Life. I wondered what others had to say regarding their past encountring mishaps and accidents especially during their childhood life. I remembered when I was at the tender age of five. I was quite playful and active child of the age of mine. As simple minded as a child, I never heed to advices and ban the elders used to cry at. Of course being a child of no experience made me curious and persistent to do things as the grown-ups did. Never did I thought of dangers posed in every action and move I take. One day, I woke up to my usual Saturday morning and had the breakfast my mom prepared. She asked me to follow her to her workplace, a primary school which I agreed. There, my mom let me play with the staff’s children so we wouldn’t disturb them at work. But my mom reminded not to go too near the fish pond in the science garden. Lately, some reports were made that student got stung by bees near the fish pond. The beehives was believed to be at the rock pile of bricks. It was normal for my fellow friends and I to play near the fish pond. That place was shady and cool. We played hide-and-seek game. I hid behind the rock pile of bricks and accidentally toppled the unstable structure. The beehives was destroyed at once and the bees were furious. They swarmed over me and stung me. I was lucky as I wore long-sleeved shirt but my bare foot became the target. My friends and I run to safety, but the stings was so much that I cried in pain...
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...My Names are _____ _____. I believe in something bigger than life on earth and that’s the almighty God. I practice the Catholic religion. I was born in Cameroon-Africa. I spent most of my childhood and teenage years in a small city in Cameroon called Kumba. I was lucky to be born in a home where education was a priority. I attended elementary and high school in kumba. I later moved to Sweden where I read marketing and international Law at Linnaeus University. I moved to the United States in the year 2010 for a pursuit of my passion, greater opportunities and a better life for myself. I am presently a Nursing Pending student at Valencia College; looking forward to becoming the most passionate and best life saving Nurse I certainly can. My life history has been a mix of happiness, pain, surprises and pursuit. Many things have contributed to the mindset I crave. I was born in a country where opportunities are meant for the wealthy and politically powerful families. I come from a less privilege family. I was raised in a troubled neighborhood where success was hardly a reality. Gunshots in the middle of the night from robbers, rape, illiteracy, crime, drugs, and prostitution were amongst the issues I grew within on a daily basis. I had bad and good friends. My parents had instilled in me a strong education mind set, so I knew education was going to be the key to my success. I did not mind walking for about 3miles to school everyday because I knew education was the only...
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...It was an average November morning in Altoona, Kansas for my family. My little five year old sister Myrtle was playing in the grass. My fifteen year old sister Hattie and I were helping our mom, Fannie ,in the house by preparing supper. Thirteen year old Hattie was out helping our dad Clyde gather the last of the crops in field. I remember vividly that the day it started went from the average morning to a traumatic event. Here is that story. “Come on Maude. Stop fooling around and start helping your sister and I prepare the meal and clean the house. You know we have absolutely no time to waste when your aunts are coming next week!” Fannie said. “Ok, fine.” I reluctantly replied. “I wish I could play with Myrtle forever and never have to clean.” “That would seem nice, but that’s not how life works, Maude,” said Fannie. While we continued to work inside, the boys were...
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...Reflective Life Experience Paper Reflective Life Experience Paper 1.) Place yourself in the nurse’s shoes and see the one nursed through her eyes. Describe the calls for caring perceived by the nurse. How is the nurse expressing caring in her responses to calls for nursing? We see so many different situations and backgrounds as Nurses. To answer a call bell the same as any other night and walk in upon this couple and scenario, would be life changing for me as a human being and a Nurse. So many of the calls for caring are demonstrated by this Nurse. Supportive and assisting behaviors are demonstrated, with evident needs that immediately need consoling. Caring in her responses is shown from the initial walking into this room until departing. She introduced herself, allowing the grieving patient and husband to know who she is. The nurse asked the husband to remain by his wife’s side until further assistance could arrive. Wrapping the deceased baby in a blanket so the mother could hold the baby and say her last goodbyes demonstrated compassion. Asking the patient what names were picked for their baby clearly showed a genuine concern beyond just a work obligation. When I worked in the Antepartum/Postpartum units as a Patient Care Assistant, I have witnessed this situation more than I would have liked. The patients truly appreciate the Nurses presence, just being there and allowing last moments to be spent with their baby that will never be in their arms again. ...
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...Running head: A MODEST PROPOSAL A Modest Proposal children of poor in Ireland Countries Tracey Green Grubbs Strayer University Abstract A Modest Proposal by Jonathan Swift was about how he had an idea of preventing the children of poor people in Ireland from being a burden on their parents or country by showing how they could be beneficial to the public. This would be done by breeding their children for profit I would have thought it would end one way and it ends in a different way this would be called a surprise ending. I intend to show what the surprise ending was. A Modest Proposal children of poor in Ireland Countries The surprise ending of how Jonathan Swift professed the sincerity of his heart on how he had no personal interest in endeavoring to promote this necessary work and that he had no other motive but the public good of his country by providing for infants, relieving the poor and giving pleasure to the rich. Swift, J. (1729). I realized at the point in the story he was telling that he was talking and said “Therefore I repeat, let no man talk to me of these and the like expedients ‘till he hath at least some glimpse of hope. He did not want this to take place he was suggesting that the way the poor people are in Ireland was symbolic equivalent of what was actually happening in Ireland to Irish families and their children.(Sayre,2011 p.775) This scheme of breeding for profit and because the parents were to poor to take care of them was...
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...Various parts of Shakespeare’s play, Macbeth, relate to my own personal life experiences. In the play it states, “This diamond he greets your wife withal,/By the name of most kind hostess, and shut up/In measureless content” (2.1.18-20). This quotation expresses the fact that Duncan had a good time when he visited Macbeth’s home. Duncan is thanking Macbeth’s wife for her hospitality towards him by gifting her a diamond. This related to my own personal experiences because both my parents frequently host social gathering at our house. Whenever people come over, they usually bring some sort of dish or present to thank the hostess, my mother, for opening her home to them. In both cases, the guests feel welcome, as well as comfortable, in the home...
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...Running head: The Really Valuable Experiences in My Life Life-long Learning: The Really Valuable Experiences in My Life r IRN: University of Phoenix COMM 299 Tamashea Hawkins June 2, 2005 Abstract The most important life-long learning experience that I have had to deal with is financial responsibility. Understanding the value of money is something that is not learned overnight. Learning to budget properly, save for my future, and live within my means was a very difficult and long learning process. Although I have never been late on any bills, faulted on any loans, or been penalized by any financial institutions for insufficient funds for payment transactions, there were times that at the end of a pay period I found myself rolling change for groceries. I soon began to realize that if I wanted to get ahead I needed to educate myself on realistic financial goals. Whether it is savings for short or long term financial goals, investments into retirement’s accounts to augment my military pension, or buying a home to live the American dream of living without having to pay rent. These are just a few of the things that I needed to understand and set my goals to accomplish. Life-long Learning: The Really Valuable Experience in My Life Money seems to be one of the biggest necessities of life, it seems that the more money you earn, the more you spend. I woke up one day and realized that if I continued to live the lifestyle that I was living...
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...I awoke. my memories all flooded back to me punching me in the stomach. I remember freezing and dropping to the floor i could hear but i couldn't see i remember as my legs began to give way and i went tumbling down like a rag doll being discarded by a busy playing child also bringing from my recollection my sisters birthday cake with me as well. i remember my legs began to feel weak and shake, with an uncertainty of gravity, it had happened before so i discarded my weak knees. I had always been a clumsy child always faighting and getting hurt, but this time, this time i fell. I had no power to stop it, i was a doll lifeless to all around me. I remember the screams and i remember trying to speak, to tell my hysterical mother and older sister sally that I was okay. I remember the horror i felt when my reusernce did not come out but was instead followed by a deadly silence, a hollowing feeling that traveled slowly but steadily like a hourglass running out of time down my...
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...reticent, any minuscule movement could be heard. The dark, somber November nightfall was sown with bright, glistening stars. As I lay in my bed, squinting up at my ceiling, the panic feeling hit me in my gut. I usually always have this fear feeling, but this time it is different. I was feeling almost as if I was being physically hurt by something or someone. For some reason, I could not recognize what was going on with myself. I normally never act up like this, and I do not obsess this much at night. Trying to relax, I shut my eyes tight, and dozed off into a long, dreadful sleep. Those long and dreadful nights continued for many months. I guess it is bad for a thirty three year old man to not sleep for so long. My two little...
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...himself, and there’s no better tutor than life itself. It’s true that life teaches us in mysterious ways, and often what we expect is not what we get. But what stays with us is the experience obtained during the process. We can learn from it and strive for a better future, or we can blame others for being the reason of our failure and drown ourselves in the pool of sorrow. There have been many experiences in my life that have shaped me into the character that I am now, especially this experience. It all began last school year when I joined Model United Nations. I thought it would be a great society to join to learn more about international issues, ideal for someone like me, an International Baccalaureate Candidate, who aims to bring changes to mankind. Sadly, I realized many of the members were not active. Clearly demonstrated through the small number of delegates that partook in last year’s major conference. Although, we won a golden gavel, I was disappointed about the number of attendees. As the sands of time...
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...Everyone goes through things, everyone thinks that some stuff is harder to go through than others and how you handle it is up to you. You either overcome your past or you dwell in it and feel sorry for yourself. You either grow as a person or stay the same. I decided to overcome it and continue with my life. It took time, but I did it. Two years and seven months ago, I moved from Cambridge to Salisbury, Maryland. It was May 22, 2015, I was twelve years old and halfway through sixth grade. I did not have to worry about switching schools because I was already homeschooled which I had been since fifth grade. The day was just like any other, we planned on going to my friend Natalie’s house, who lived across the street, when she got home. I started to realize that this day was not going to be like any other day when my mom told my brother, my sister and I to go over there now, although the only kids that were there were the younger ones who were about one and three years old....
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...love in my life and how it has been influences as it evolves throughout my life. My life is comprised of a series of events that have allowed me to experience love in its purest form; however, there are aspects of love that still continue to perplex me. The Evolution of Love Our lives are compiled of a series of events that shape who we are and how we experience the world. Love is one of the rawest emotions that we experience throughout our lives. But how did we learn to love, is this yearning for tender affection a learned or acquired need or might it be as necessary and drink and nourishment? My experiences have molded how I portray love. Although the way that I experience love is constantly evolving, there have been pivotal turning points that have influenced the way that I experience love. Love nourishes and fuels our hearts. From the day that I took my first breath I yearned for the love of my parents. Although I may not recall at this point in life, as an infant my desire for love was present. Parents are our first teachers of the concepts of love. I have been blessed with a very loving and caring mother. She has shared with me that as an infant I insisted on being held. I can infer that this need for love has been present since my first breathe. The love of my mother has always been present in my life. She has loved me unconditionally since the first day she laid eyes on me. She has taken care of me physically, emotionally, and spiritually. She is my lending earing...
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