I’m happy with who I am today, just as everyone should be. But if I could change anything about myself, I’d want to have more motivation to do things. In the mornings before school I can barely get out of bed because I’m so tired and don’t want to go to school. I’m exceedingly intelligent but I don’t have any drive. I procrastinate on most of my work, and sometimes I just don’t want to do the work. Right now I’m rank 14 in my class but I could’ve been higher if I had any drive my freshman year. I don’t think about how my decisions now will impact me later and when I do, I don’t really care. I also don’t have much motivation to do things in sports activities. Last year I played volleyball and I never had that much playing time. Never being able…
On a hot steamy morning, Nida Ware was blessed with a gift sent from God. That gift was me, Jaden Alexus Ware, who was born on July 3, 1999 at University of Mississippi Medical Center in Jackson, Mississippi. My beautiful mother, Nida Michelle Ware, is an RN. I have seven siblings. My oldest sister, LaShonda Ford, passed away May 2001; everyone says she was my twin. Next to the oldest is my sister Nysheka Ware, who is currently in nursing school to become a Registered Nurse. After her is my oldest brother, Jonathan Ware, who is a barber and tattoo artist. Then there’s Jasmine Graham, everyone says we look alike too. She is currently in nursing school to become a Nurse Practitioner. Nyjalik Ware, my second oldest brother, is currently still…
My Visual Art professor, Victoria Moore is an interesting and established human whose love of the arts got her where she is today. She works at SUNY Brockport full time and is well known in her department. Both the public and I know her to be creative, friendly, and a great teacher. Her work goes beyond the classroom through her own projects and artistic creations. When she is not in the classroom, she is grading papers, preparing new assignments, looking for class examples, responding to emails, ordering supplies, and, her personal favorite, working on her own jewelry and utensil line.…
Monday- I am ready to stat week 4!! I like being in the office but I prefer being in the back. It entirely too much drama going on in here today. The woman training me is really on her last strike and she just seems to be getting on everyone nerves (including mines). I look forward to a better tomorrow.…
Hi!! My name is Jamie Zanfardino. I am an alternate Social Work major. Over this past summer, I took a trip to Hawaii with my high school explorers club. We hiked all over the big island, it was incredible. I took a basic statistics class my senior year of high school but the class was a very quick overview nothing in depth, I definitely have much more to learn.…
“ARIANA” someone yelled. I wonder desperately who it was yelling my name from a mile away. This person will soon change me into something worth dying for and here I’ll wait for something to change.…
My creativity is like a roller coaster. At the beginning of my life I was riding the roller coaster of my creativity up a very high hill. This was the time when I was just starting to figure out how everything worked and what creativity ment. I found I could express myself through a crayon and piece of paper. I was drawing everything that made me happy. My family was what I mostly drew at this point, because my happiness revolved around them. As I got further up the hill the track kept getting steeper, because I was learning about my creativity very fast. I even started drawing what made me sad, like my best friends getting mad at me or my dog passing away. I could tell my mom how I felt without saying…
Sitting in class, everyone is done and I haven't even got started because school is different for me. It takes more for me to understand and two times longer for me to finish. My full name is Martika Jannelyn Lane, I am 17 years old and I've lived in Hood River my whole life. Welcome to meeting me.…
She collaborates well with other resource teachers and regular content teachers. She tells them what she needs to tell them in order to find a solution but she also keeps to herself what she needs to keep to…
My heart is pounding in my chest as I am in complete awe as I realize that finally she is coming. It is one of the most thrilling events that has ever happened to me in my entire life. I don’t think one can ever be completely ready for what I was about to endure as well as the pain my body was about to be put through. The pain begins to become more alarming as stronger waves of torment flows throughout my body down to the deepest core of my being. I have to say no matter how many books or classes I have taken, nothing could prepare me for what was about to happen next. It is not something that one could ever be mentally qualified for until it is actually happening. Fourteen hours of agonizing discomfort and yet we are still waiting for her to enter into this nonsensical, yet wonderful world. At that moment, I realize once she arrives she will be completely dependent on me.…
As a particularly curious and proactive member of society, I consider myself to be civically engaged; although the degree of engagement can be argued. Personally, I believe that small things make up the larger picture, so my engagement is mostly interpersonal, as small interactions can set of chain reactions. Speaking out on issues with (or to) friends, politely engaging strangers in conversations and presenting different points of view, and constantly seeking to better myself is how I remain aware and knowledgeable on current issues, and also how I continue to learn new things and refine my thoughts. Not everyone is born to take center stage, and so we must all strive to do what we can, even if it’s simply a few words of encouragement or a…
There has been many cases in which I have helped an outsider feel welcome. One time in particular is when I played tag with this little boy at church since he was new and no one else played with him. Originally, I was outside eating candy and talking to my friends at church. I noticed that this little boy was standing all alone watching all the other little kids play without him. I thought that maybe he was upset so I went over to him and asked if he wanted the rest of my gummy worms. He seemed nervous at first, but eventually he started talking to me. I learned that he was five years old and he was visiting his grandparents for the weekend. His older brother was outside playing basketball with some of the other older boys at the church, and…
As the single child in a family with working parents, I spent the most time of my childhood living and hanging around with my dog. This experience might be one of the reasons that I am very compassionate to animals and sensitive to people’s needs. My voluntary work is in a welfare house called Alenah's home. I love working there because I like seeing the smile face of the children there – even some autism babies don’t smile facially, I believe they can feel the love when being caressed softly.…
Have you ever met someone who has the "perfect job" - like the animal lover who's a great veterinarian or the science whiz who's a lab technician? What about the people who are good at what they do - but hate getting up every morning to go do it?…
Her eyes glistened with a repulsive gleam of a smile on her face. I walked slowly hearing the whispering of my socks against the floor. It was that time again, piano lesson. Mrs. Zhang looked at me and smirked eerily. I sighed and took my place on the on the bench, close enough to smell my teacher. I put my shaking hands on the keys and began.…