...describe me. Moreover, I guess it is true. I am Roimee Jocuya Pedong, 16 years old, a first year B I am just a simple girl who grew up with a fear to our Lords, to always help others in need and grew up bearing in mind the value of education in one’s life. I was baptized at Rosario Mission center at December 26, 1998. I was baptized by Rev. Fr. Agustin Balanquit with other children. I was four years old when I entered school. I was in day care 1 that time. Being a day care student was not a very good memory for me. I was the only student who always gets the lowest score in quizzes, activities and exams. Because of that, my classmates used to laugh at me. I remember, during our graduation, I had a memorized poem; I let mama hold the microphone I delivered my poem because I was too shy to deliver my poem in front of everyone. Everything turned upside dowen when I entered day care III. I was the one who always top the exams. And, when I delivered my poem, I did not let mama hold the microphone anymore. I was six years old when I entered Elementary School. Since grade one, I was always on the section one and top ten student. I graduated elementary on 2010 as the third honorable mention. During my childhood days, I was playful yet very shy. I don’t really go out of our house, though I really want to play. Way back, my papa was very strict, but we know that it is also for our own good. I studied high school at Saint Michael Academy. During my first year in high school was the hardest year...
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...INTEGRATED STUDIES EARNING OUTCOMES • INTERNATIONAL PROGRAM • COMMUNITY • HIGHLEARNING OUTCOMES • INTERNATIONAL PROGRAM • COMMUNITY • HIG CHOOL COMPLETION • OPPORTUNITY • ENVIRONMENTAL STEWARDSHIP •SCHOOL COMPLETION • OPPORTUNITY • ENVIRONMENTAL STEWARDSHIP EST OF AMERICA • AFFORDABLE • STUDENT CLUBS • TECHNOLOGY • GLOBALBEST OF AMERICA • AFFORDABLE • STUDENT CLUBS • TECHNOLOGY • GLOB WARENESS • RIGOROUS CUR RICULUM • PACIFIC NORTHWEST • STUDENT-AWARENESS • RIGOROUS CUR RICULUM • PACIFIC NORTHWEST • STUDEN ENTERED • SMALL CLASSES • HANDS-ON LEARNING TOP UNIVERSITYCENTERED • SMALL CLASSES • HANDS-ON LEARNING TOP UNIVERSI RANSFER • SUSTAINABILITY • ENGAGING FACULTY • LEARN • IDEAL LOCATIONTRANSFER • SUSTAINABILITY • ENGAGING FACULTY • LEARN • IDEAL LOCATIO “One EXPERIENCE • ACADEMIC EXCELLENCE • ENGLISH LANGUAGE PROGRAM •• EXPERIENCE of the reasons I picked Cascadia ENGLISH LANGUAGE PROGRAM • ACADEMIC EXCELLENCE • was because of its location. • LEARNING OUTCOMES • INTERNATION IVERSITY • INTEGRATED STUDIES • LEARNING OUTCOMES • INTERNATIONALDIVERSITY • INTEGRATED STUDIES There is lots of natural beauty with trees and • HIGH SCHOOL ROGRAM • COMMUNITY • HIGH SCHOOL COMPLETION • OPPORTUNITY •PROGRAM • COMMUNITY mountains, and that makes COMPLETION • OPPORTUNITY me feel good. The other reason is because I would learn NVIRONMENTAL STEWARDSHIP • BEST OF AMERICA • AFFORDABLE • STUDENTENVIRONMENTAL STEWARDSHIP • BEST OF AMERICA • AFFORDABLE • STUDEN LUBS • TECHNOLOGY • GLOBAL AWARENESS • RIGOROUS...
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...Unforgettable Moment in Monas When i was in Senior High School, my family and i went to Monas. That was the first time i came to there , i was very happy. The weather was bright and shini. But, before we arrived in Monas, we wanted to pray at Istiqlal Mosque. The mosque was very clean. It was the biggest mosque in Indonesia and had a beautiful views. After that, we directly went to Monas and we looked around the environment . It was very amazed. Many peoples in Monas. My family and i was enjoyable in there. We took some pictures and we laughed together. We can not entered the monas because it was very crowded. Even though we did not satisfied, we can looked the monument from outside. In the evening, we back to home. I think that was a rare moment because we can enjoyed our holiday together. It was unforgettable moment. Analyzing the text A. Paragraph 1 a. Simple Sentence - The weather was bright and shiny. - The mosque was very clean. - It was very amazed. b. Compound Sentence - But, before we arrived in Monas, we wanted to pray at Istiqlal Mosque. - It was the biggest mosque in Indonesia and had a beautiful views. - After that, we directly went to Monas and we looked around the environment . c. Complex Sentence - When i was in Senior High School, my family and i went to Monas. - That was the first time i came to there , i was very happy. B. Paragraph 2 a. Simple Sentence - Many peoples in Monas. - My family and i was enjoyable in there. b....
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...450+ top schools since 1994 Home » Medical School » Medical Sample Essays » Field of Dreams Field of Dreams I heard the familiar sound of the back door closing gently. My father was returning from driving his dirty, green John Deere tractor in one of our fields. Although he begins his day at 5:00 a.m. every morning, he usually returns at around 7:00 p.m. I never really questioned his schedule when I was a child, but as I entered high school I wondered how my dad could work so hard every day of the week and still enjoy what he does. He works long hours, becomes filthy from dirt, oil, and mud, and worst of all, can watch all his hard work go to waste if one day of bad weather wipes out our crop. There have been many years when our raisins were rained on, our cherries were hailed on and our apples were literally baked by the sun. The uncertainties of farming are so great and so challenging. It never ceases to amaze me when my father wakes up every morning to start work, that he does so with gusto. The life of a farmer can be laborious and stressful, yet my father continues to do his work with passionate enthusiasm. His dedication and pride mystified me throughout high school. Only after I entered Big U, did I start to understand how he can persevere and face the challenges of farming. I entered Big U like a small child wandering through a park. Never in my life had I been exposed to anything so grandiose and dominating. Born and raised in a rural town of 3000 people, I wasn't...
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...in East Los Angeles into a Mexican family with a beautiful mother and an influential father, I always wanted to be just like both of them. Soccer has been my way of life ever since I could remember. Since I was in the womb. I got my first soccer cleats before I was a one year old. Before I could even walk. We lived in a small house all the way on top of the hill. I don’t remember much of that place since I was too young to remember anything from that time. I just know that it was packed with all of my father’s brothers and sisters lived there. Along with their husbands and wives. I only remember the days from when we moved into the valley. I’ve always looked up to my dad. I remember he used to tell me stories about how back in Mexico they used to cut a hole in the school fence and sneak into the field just to play soccer. All of his stories about adventure always had me entertained, and still do. When I was younger I would want to dress like him and imitate almost all of his acts. From the boots and sombrero he would wear to the flavor of the soda he would choose at McDonalds. He’s always pushed me to go for success. He’s a part-time coach in a way. If it wasn’t for my dad I don’t think I’d have that hunger and strive to move forward with things. My mom is pretty much the opposite of my father. She’s calm and one of the kindest people out there. She’ll never make me do something I wouldn’t want to do. My mom is honestly the base of our family. She’s the kind of person that’ll...
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...In the Fall of 2016, it is estimated that there are 20.5 million students attending college in America. On September 7, 2009, Barack Obama delivered a speech at Wakefield High School. Barack Obama is the 44th and current president of the United States. Barack Obama was a civil rights lawyer and a teacher before pursuing a career in politics. Obama demonstrates the use of rhetorical situation, timing of conditions and appropriateness within his speech while at the same time motivating students all around the country, as well as myself, who have recently entered the academic community First off, Kairos has a basic definition of when times are right, and Barack Obama demonstrates this when he makes the statement. “...it’s your first day in a new...
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..."Education is the key" that’s all I heard for about thirteen years of my life. Being raised in a family where it was believed that an education came before anything was very difficult understand as a child. "I can't, should NEVER be in your vocabulary" was said religiously until finally I understood and even after that. I am grateful that all of this led me to a seat in a college classroom where some of my family and friends never encountered. It all began in elementary school, Henry E.S. Reeves. "Does your child know how to read and write?" That’s one of the questions the teachers asked my mom before we entered the class. I wasn’t one of the best, but I do believe that I was better than many others my age. Pre-K was the only schooling that I knew about, so elementary school was new to me. In Pre-K they taught us all the basics. I would agree that some of the best teachers worked there. They taught us so well there that by the time of graduation we were smart enough to write something's that our parent didn’t expect us to write. During kindergarten I tried my best to impress all the teachers and to get them to recommend me for gifted classes. After being there for about three years I was transferred to another school where we didn’t do as much we did reading and math. That really did affect me. A few years later I entered middle school. Middle school and high school were similar. This section of my life was very different and difficult. The teachers that I had to deal with now weren't...
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...words) Fall of 2009, I entered Hallandale High School as “fresh meat.” Being such a shy individual, it was hard for me to make friends. My best friend, Diana, inspired me to become active in school. Diana was a cheerleader so I decided to follow in her footsteps. The cheerleaders at my school were the leaders of the school. In my eyes I didn’t fit the description. I was a freshman who sat by themselves before, during, and after school. It was impossible to become one of the girls. All that ran through my mind was performing in front of people and messing up. I would be the laughing stock at school. Try-outs quickly approached and my fear was at its peak. I somehow swallowed my fear and entered the gym with some hope. When I saw how many girls were trying out, I made a u-turn to my house. Diana called as soon as a walked into the door. I told her what had happen and she was extremely disappointed. She explained the benefits of being a cheerleader and how it would help me get out of my shell. Fortunately, Diana’s words stuck with me the next day. I went to try-outs with a new mind set. For the next two weeks, I gave all that I could. On September 21st I tried out for Hallandale High School’s cheerleading squad. On September 22nd I was apart of the cheerleading squad. A new chapter of my life had begun. Essay Part B: Describe how you overcame this challenge. Tell us how it has shaped you as an individual. (250 to 500 words) While trying out I felt like I was an apple trying...
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...before curfew, my parents placed a high priority on continually pursing a Christ-centered life and a Christ centered household. My religious perspective has been the center of my life and is the reason for all of the morals and values that I believe in and follow today. One of the hardest moments in my life was when I was faced with the realization that not everyone shares those same...
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...hy do people fulfill their own stereotype that drags down their performance. A stereotype is when someone sees another person in a particular way but know how that person is really like. For example, people see that whites and asian are smarter than hispanics and blacks. Another example of a stereotype is when people say that women are the ones who stay home to cook and clean and that men are the ones who go to work. A time when I felt that I was stereotyped was in middle school when people saw me as a teacher's pet. When i first entered middle school i was very shy so i was always the quiet one in the class. I always did my work. The only reason I didn't talk was because none of my friends weren't...
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...MEMORIES “High school is the best moment of a student’s life.” When I was a kid, my parents, teachers, older cousins, aunts, uncles – adults around me kept telling me that I’d really enjoy high school. They said that I’d laugh at corny jokes, cry, fight a lot of people, develop horrible eye-bags, annoy a lot of teachers and become a nuisance to the people in-charge. All of that happened, and then some…. Now that I’m already a college student, I can even add my own testimony about it: “High School rocks!!!” I remember my first day in my first year. It was hard, more nerve-wrecking than what I’ve experienced before. I grew up a recluse – my family transferred from the cement and asphalt of Makati to the mountains and grasses of Sarangani; transferred to the dusty trails of Doña Soledad and then settled on the dustier Fatima. I had sweaty palms, was slouching so much to lessen my tall height, not meeting anyone’s eyes and stayed really really quiet on a corner. My heart was tha-thump-tha-thumping so fast and I felt almost faint due to panic, timidness and unfamiliarity with everything. Being anti-social had me at a disadvantage when introducing myself to others. Yet, at the next day, despite my serious and odd behavior, I was elected as the president of the class – by people whom I didn’t know. They were all smiling after the election though; I could see them grinning ear to ear and were really enthusiastic in their clapping. It was awkward. But, months passed and I finally...
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...day; I had just rolled out of my bed. I stood up and stretched in the direction of the sun just shining its warm golden light over the building in from of my house. I was excited to attend Oakton Community College. I took a soothing warm shower that just wakes a person up. I called my good friend Michael; we had been excited about the college before the year even ended at Maine East High School. “Yo! when you comin to pick me up?” I asked with a slight ghetto tone. “Traffic is a b!tch in this town!” he replied angrily. “Call me up when you get here.” I instructed. After that we both entered the campus, and we could not believe our eyes. It was just so full of nature and life. I inhaled deeply capturing every moment. I walked steadily along the side walk connected to the lake. The memory would be cherished forever and it is what I would and could only describe it as "perfect". Since Michael had different class than me we went our separate ways. Now I was inside the Oakton building. Everything seemed so intriguing and beautiful. I wanted to explore and never stop, but my class was about to start. I waited for both of my classes to end, and then I stepped outside of my English class to explore the lifestyle here at Oakton. I wandered around the hallways and the first thing I notice is that there is art work everywhere. First I saw this beautiful painting of lilies. The painting was mostly pained with Orange, Red, Yellow, and Green. It did not smell like oil paint so I am guessing...
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...predominant music style on the 90’s, and the country was going through big changes politically I have matured into my own eclectic taste in music today. When I was growing up my parents only listened to country& western music. They both grew up on farms, and that was the predominant music available to them. My dad was also a huge fan of Elvis Presley, and my mom listened to Willie Nelson, and Kenny Rogers. Around the age of 10 I remember my dad winning the Michael Jackson album Bad in a raffle, and he didn’t want it, so he gave it to me. This is my first memory of really getting to explore a type of music other than country& western. I was hooked on the upbeat dance tempo, and strong message of confidence. The first time my brother showed me the music video for “Bad” on MTV I became addicted to learning the moves of the urban street gang dancers. As a pre-teen my first musical “love” was The New Kids on the Block. I had my entire bedroom plastered with the posters I had ripped out of magazines such as Tiger Beat, and Big Bopper. I was head over heels in love with Joey McIntyre. I had pajamas, t-shirts, pins, and just about anything that donned the initials NKOTB. My friends and I used to have NKOTB themed slumber parties, and we would stay up all night watching their videos on MTV, and learning their pop dance style. As entered Junior High school in 1990 NKOTB lost its cool factor, so I turned more...
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...University’s 149th Opening Convocation. When I entered Cramton Auditorium, I was uncertain about what to expect. I had never been to convocation at a HBCU. I entered Cramton auditorium with my School of Business team and we took our seats. We didn’t know what to expect, so we decided to sit in seats in the back of the auditorium. Later, I would come to realize that sitting in these seats would be to my advantage. There were many musical performances. However, there were two that had an emotional impact on me: the National Anthem and the Negro National Anthem. These two musical selections had a major impact on me not because of the lyrics in the song, but because of the stance that students took during these performances. In most settings, audiences would stand for both anthems. However, when the choir began to sing the National Anthem, students took their seats. Once the choir began to sing the Negro National Anthem, students stood with their fists raised in the air signaling pride and black power. I also made the personal decision to sit while the choir performed the National Anthem. My moral compass would not allow me to stand for a song that sings of a country that does not stand for me. From my seat, I was able to look out at...
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...Wayne Center Elementary School, those were the glory days. I remember the recess, the stress-free life, and the days where I got more than eight hours of sleep. What I remember most is the place where I decided on my profession, and I have the teachers at Wayne Center to thank. My acumen in math started extremely young, and I remember finishing the addition and subtraction rockets and multiplication charts quite quickly in second grade and fourth grade, respectively. The moment at Wayne Center Elementary School that defined my future plans is the moment when I received the Jim Tilghman’s Math Award in fifth grade. At this moment, I realized I had potential in the field of mathematics, and this experience at Wayne Center Elementary helped me...
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