...story to tell, and it is why we can learn from every single person. And this essay is about my short autobiography, which can give you an indication of my personal story. I came into this world on the windy morning of October 15, 1990. I was born in Cua Viet, a small town in Vietnam. I am the 5th child among the 5 children of my parent. I grew up and spent almost my whole life in my country. Now, I am the second year student in Business Accounting- the 2 year program. I have been through many life-changing situations in past 3 years. These situations have had both positive and negative impacts to me. My goals from 5 years ago compare to my current goals are totally different. After finishing 12th grade, I just wanted to become a Mathematics teacher, so I went to Hue University and tried my best to achieve the goal. However, when I was the 2nd year student of the Hue University, I found that I was no longer interested in becoming a teacher. Hence, I dropped the school and wanted to get a better education in Canada and seek opportunities in accounting. Since then, my life has changed. On one hand, starting my new life in a strange country is so hard. When I just came, I faced many difficulties, such as the language, the weather and the life style. Firstly, language was a big matter when I first came. Speaking was one of the linguistic problems for me when I had just stepped in the country. Not only speaking, but also I faced a difficulty when they wrote some words for the certain...
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...Ghana Chevening Scholarships Personal details Title Ms Please write your name as it appears or will appear on your passport Lastname Duah Firstname Samuel Other names Boadu Date of birth 6 July 1989 Country of citizenship Ghana In the majority of cases, to receive a Chevening Award, you must attend a face to face interview at the British Embassy or High Commission in this country. Is your country of residence different from your country of citizenship? No Do you hold Dual Citizenship? No Contact details Primary email address psamdb@ymail.com Additional email address psamdb@gmail.com Phone number 1 233246184325 Phone number 2 233242143956 Skype ID Please write your current postal address below. You do not need to write your country. First line of address Advent Reformed Institute Second line of address Post Office Box 198 Third line of address Kade- E/R Fourth line of address Your education Undergraduate education The Chevening programme requires applicants to have achieved an undergraduate qualification that is equivalent to at least an upper second-class (2:1) honours degree in the UK at the time they submit their application. Please provide details of your undergraduate degree below. You will have the opportunity to inform us of additional qualifications at a later point. Country of study Ghana University/college Kwame Nkrumah University of Science and Technology Date from August 2008 Date to May 2012 Degree type BSc Degree subject Land Course Title BS. Forest Resources Technology...
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...4DH, i always ask my manager that is there any graduate opportunity did come which I can apply because BP is global company almost everywhere in the world BP have got their won franchise. However because of that I can be travel everywhere in the world which will give me a different type of experience. Also BP is very well known company towards every people in the world and also I will be glad to be a part of their company and my family will be proud of me if I able achieve this opportunity. To get internship in BP will be a very great opportunity for everyone. I have done voluntary work within in a team for the flood affected in Bangladesh which has given a very miserable experience in my life. Also I think I am so lucky that I have got opportunity to study in UK in (business management), so when I go to holiday in my country I feel too unhappy when I make comparison between United Kingdom and Bangladesh which is a developing country. However in this situation I always try to share my knowledge, idea, or try to create a new strategy for helping them also if I get a little success from it I feel too pleased by myself. So I believe, I feel too comfortable when I got chance to help someone or working as a team member. As I am working in BP, too many times we have to fall in critical situation in the store such as sometimes the electric power supply has been cut, heavy snow fallen, and fuel spillage and to handle those situation I did contact with my manger and made a group...
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...Lead with respect, not with power. Throughout my Global Lead experience, I learned a lot about what a global citizen is and how to become a better one. I also learned a lot about myself and who I am as a person and leader and also how I lead my life. I believe a global citizen is one who is aware of what is happening around the world; one who genuinely cares and is curious, and one who has the desire to help in any way possible. When I first arrived in Greece and we talked about being a mindful traveler, I realized that I had never even thought about that. I realized that even when people visit America, I am not mindful of their culture. My Global Lead experience really made me realize that I never really took the time to learn other cultures and what was happening outside the United States. The only things I really ever knew about other countries were the things that affected America. I wasn’t even aware that I was not being a global citizen. Being a global citizen means to be aware of things going on outside your country and to try and help in any way possible, even if it is something simple like supporting another countries product. The Greece culture is so beautiful and full of history. The people are so nice and courteous to visitors, especially us when we visited. Almost everyone there knew English, which really surprised me because I am not fluent in any other languages. The fact that pretty much everyone spoke our language showed me a good example of global citizenship...
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...improvement of life in your country? Undoubtedly, our appetites are unlimited. People always want more. There is hardly a person in the world who is completely satisfied with economic, cultural or political situation in her country. Sometimes these dreams have a solid background and reasons, because it is impossible to build a perfect society on the territory of a chosen country. Everyone dislikes something about his native country and wants to change these disadvantages. As I speak about myself, I would rather say that I have a few ideas about this issue. I would change several things that exist in every country. When we speak about education in the USA, the UK, India or Russia, we would say that education is not a strong side of any country. People have not managed to create the ideal system of education that would help children develop their potential. In spite of the fact that such countries as the USA, the UK, Australia, Germany or France have solid material basis for education, the quality of education is still low. Very often students from the developing countries are able to compete with the US student who has graduated from the most expensive college or university. However, the material and financial background of his country is poor. Consequently, the problem is not money but the right approach towards children and education in general. I would like to make education affordable for everyone, because the level of literacy is still low in my country. Of course there are...
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...I was born in Kayseri, Turkey and raised in Cankiri,Turkey. I spent my elementary school years in Turkey and moved out to United States in 5th grade. We are a nuclear family even though we lived in the same country with my other relatives. My dad went to University in Russia, and that was one of the biggest reasons we moved to the United States. I was raised with the importance of family, education, and culture. All of these have shaped me into the person I am today. It was hard for me to just leave my hometown. It wasn't just my house that I was leaving behind, it was my country and all my loved ones. The first days we were packing up I still didn't believe that we were actually leaving. I remember asking my mom still if we were actually...
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... Filed Under: Education, Immigration, Overseas Employment Almost a year ago, I found myself on a plane to New York City. I wasn?t going on vacation or visiting relatives. I was starting my first year at Sarah Lawrence College, a liberal arts school renowned for its writing program. The first of my family to leave the country, I was terrified. Doubts filled my mind during the 18-hour trip. But one question kept coming back: Am I performing an act of betrayal to the motherland by leaving at such a young age? The question haunted me. Answers did not come easily. But after some serious reflection, I am positive that the answer is no. Socio-economic conditions in the Philippines have been a source of great disappointment and even bitterness, with its sluggish economy, its history of incompetent government leaders, widespread poverty and low standard of public education. As a result, Filipinos from all provinces and social backgrounds look to more developed countries for solutions. In the past 20 years, millions of Filipinos have chosen to study, work, or retire in the United States, Australia and Saudi Arabia, among many other countries. This flight has been called the ?brain drain,? a term that signifies that our country?s best and brightest are building their future outside of the country?and in massive numbers, at that. Out of a population of approximately 90 million, more than 11 million Filipinos have left for greener pastures. At the private Catholic high school I graduated...
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...It felt like my heart dropped heavily when my parents told me, “Anak, get ready, we’re going to move to Canada”. My entire life changed, knowing that the comfortable life I had living in the Philippines would soon end. With a lot of tears running down everyone’s eyes, I said goodbye to friends and family. When I first moved here, I struggled to keep myself together, and it was difficult to adjust physically, mentally, and emotionally. But since then, I have cleared up my thoughts, and realised that we can not control every aspect of our lives, because it can change, even when we least expect it, and we must accept and acknowledge that. My parents and I went to the rural province to visit my relatives before we left. I didn’t know that I would...
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...Moving to America Transformed My Life In the past I came across many changes but leaving my country was the toughest change in my life. I had to learn how to live away from people I love and how to start a new life in a new country. Immigration is a life changing experience; learning a new language, adapting to the culture and lifestyle changes are all strenuous things that were thrown at me once I became a part of this country. Even though moving away from my family and friends was a difficult decision, it changed my live for a better. It taught me how to deal with change, how to become an independent and responsible person, and how to feel this country my home. I never imagined living in another country. I remember as it was yesterday when my mom said, “Daniela, I know you do not want to leave Colombia but I have to take you with me, you are my youngest child and I will not let you here” I started arguing with her, saying that how she could do that to me when I already had plans to start college and that I was happy in my country but at the end I gave up and decided to come to America. It was February 10th, 2010, when I left Colombia and was forced to leave my friends, my grandmother, my school, my language and culture to move to this big new country to start a new life. As I took my last look at my home, I remembered all the fun times I had with my mom and sister and friends throughout my life. Tears were running down my face and I just started thinking...
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...July 2013 The Tour As a young man, leaving your home country for the first time is a very scary endeavor. I had barely left the small state of West Virginia, much less, traveled abroad to a whole other continent. I was about to embark upon the second adventure of my adult life. The first being my first airplane ride to attend basic training at Fort Bliss, in El Paso, Texas. I was happy to be doing be doing things as an adult, and I was proud to serve my country, yet I was very anxious about what may lie ahead for me. I guess at that age, and my lack of experience, I could not understand why I was going to Korea. There was no war going on there, and I was an American soldier. What in the world would I need to do in the Republic of Korea? I considered myself to be a lucky man. because I was going on what was considered to be a hardship tour. I was afforded the opportunity to take 30 days leave from the US Army, to spend with my family. I explained to my loved ones that I would be stationed in South Korea for a year, and I would not be home until the completion of my tour. My mom took it a little harder than everyone else, but she managed to pull herself together, and just enjoy the few days we had together. I visited with everyone to say my last good byes, and then it was time to go. My journey began on the 27th of December in 1985. I arrived at the small airport in Charleston, West Virginia. This would be my second flight ever, and I was excited and scared...
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...Stewart-Muhammad 2/29/12 My friends and I decided to spend a day in New York City and after arriving by train we head for a restaurant that was recommended by a friend. Upon approaching the restaurant, I notice that there is a baby carriage containing an infant parked on the sidewalk in front of the restaurant. It appears that the infant is unattended. And upon entering the restaurant, I notice two things in particular. One, the place is packed but there is a table left for me and my friends. And two, from inside the restaurant, the baby carriage is no longer visible. I am very concerned about the unattended infant. I am concerned about the safety and well being of this child as well as the location, well being and mindset of the parents. I would immediately notify the manager so that he could possibly page or locate the parents in case they were inside the restaurant. If that fails I would then call 911 and report to the police that there is a child left unattended outside of a restaurant and my concerns for the child. If the parents are in the restaurant and they identify themselves, I would definitely say something to them. I would react out of anger and concern for the child. Initially, I would not consider culture, but afterwards I may take that into account for their actions. For example, if they were Scandinavian I may understand their actions, although I may not approve of them. In Scandinavian countries, it’s normal to leave their babies in...
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...Guatemala 2016 Imagine packing a bag, and leaving behind everything you know. Imagine leaving behind the comfort of a heated home, a kitchen at your disposal, and leaving behind the comforts of a first world country. Imagine being five thousand feet above sea level, the air is thin, now imagine also having asthma. Imagine being surrounded by three active volcanoes, each you can see, and one begins the process of eruption. For me, I don’t have to imagine, I have done that. Last year, from January 15-24, I left behind everything I knew, and I went to Mixco, Guatemala. Last year in January, I had the privilege of going to the country of Guatemala with a team of seven other members. While there, we were building a church for a local village, Lo...
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...those moments. My family moves almost every 5 years, it is hard to leave a place you call home. You are leaving behind years’ worth of memories. I remember when I moved out of Edmonton, although I was only eight, it was incredible hard. I was leaving behind the house my sister was born in. Only a simply 300 kilometre move was hard for me, I cannot even imagine how it must have been for Daniels’ family to even think about it. The thought of leaving your home, the place that thousands of years ago belonged to your ancestors. A country that you have love, the same country that has turned its’ back on, forcing...
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...Descriptive: The Day I Left My Native Country Changed My Whole Life Life is about making choices, but at the age of seven I had no right to make my own choices. I was seven years old when my parents told me they had decided to leave our homeland Havana, Cuba I was speechless and pale like a printing paper. They wanted a better future for me; for they knew in America I would have a better education and a more comfortable lifestyle. In Cuba education and lifestyle was very poor, not everything was modern like in America. However, going to America was not what bother me it was leaving the life I had in my homeland. That significant decision my parents made changed everything about me and my life, it meant I had to leave my homeland, friends and family to go to a far-away place, I would have adjust to the alien environment, and I would have to learn a different language. I remember the day I had to leave Cuba; I was just seven years old. My parents drove to the airport with my entire friends and family to say our last goodbyes. As I walked into the airport everything was really bright, and cold inside, yet my face looked boiling hot; it did not mean I was hot I was just trying to hold in my tears from how badly I wanted to cry. My time was done as I heard a computer voice say the flight was ready to take off. I gave my grandma her last hug squeezing her fragile skinny bones. My aunt gave me a last kiss goodbye leaving her bright red lip gloss marked on my face, and my three little skinny...
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...attracted towards the kitchen. I shuffle my feet out of my room and down the hallway still half asleep. It is to no surprise that I see my mom sipping on a mug with cafe con leche as I enter into the kitchen. I look to the left and on the stovetop I see eggs frying, plantains boiling, and my father cutting slices of queso blanco y salami. He’s getting them ready to also be thrown on to the stovetop. My mother is eyeing him just to make sure he is doing everything correctly. As I sit down at the table my mother hands me a mug with clouds of steam rising out the top. I pick up the mug and sip the sweet coffee as I shut my eyes. It was just how I like it. As the coffee runs down my throat it reminds me of being in Dominican Republic where the coffee is always perfect, and even though it is close to 100 degrees outside you still want to have a cup. The Dominican Republic, where the sun is always bright, yellow and shining. The ocean is forever clear, blue, and refreshing. The food is always fresh, well seasoned, and made with love. The people smile at you with happy and glowing faces. This is where my...
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