My childhood in New York City was very difficult for me. I grow up in a predominantly Hispanic Dominican decent neighborhood in the upper Manhattan area called Washington Heights. Washington Heights in the early 90’s was the heart of the drug trade. The norm: Drug attics (crack heads) used to be in the corner blocks on lines to buy drugs‚ just like if it was Black Friday at a Walmart super store. At one point in the 90’s it was considered one of the worst neighborhoods to raise a child. I remember
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bonding experience for me and my daughter‚ Ryleigh. When we have had a busy day it’s nice to relax with Ryleigh while she breastfeeds. I love how she smiles and tries to talk while she eats. It’s like she is saying‚ “Thank you mommy for the good milk.” Other times she slaps my chest‚ pokes my eyes‚ and picks my nose while she eats. Then it’s like she’s saying‚ “How dare you wait 30 minutes in between my feedings.” Breastfeeding can be a very sweet and funny experience. During my pregnancy I didn’t really
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versatile in various cultures. However‚ in reality‚ I really did not know as much as I thought I did. Last semester‚ I took part of the study abroad program to Costa Rica. I embarked on a cultural journey that forever changed my life. I was able to experience and embrace in a new and different culture than my own. I lived in Costa Rica for four months. While living there‚ I had opportunity to also travel to two other countries in Central America‚ Nicaragua and Panama. After living in another country
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on their spiritual journey. While I am not a religious man‚ the power of water on my soul was apparent. A varsity swimmer‚ countless paddle trips with my Boy Scout troop‚ even playing in our flooded yard as a child‚ water encompassed who I was. My natural infatuation with water lead to two certainties‚ my parents were going to have high water bills and working as a lifeguard. After I landed my first lifeguard job‚ an unexpected slow transition was set into motion. During my first year at the
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I never thought at this stage in my life I would be writing another college paper. I grew up with a learning disability; I knew going to college would be a challenge for me. With determination and self confidence I enrolled in a community college and acquired my associate’s degree in Criminal Justice. Eight years later‚ I am now pursuing the passion I have for Special Education with obtaining my bachelor’s degree in Child Development. My sister and I were born premature babies. We were born three
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has been my favourite motto. In order to achieve my goal‚ I am going to draw a plan and put it into work. What is more‚ for my destination‚ I will spare no effort to it. Orientation I still remembered a scene that a mid-age woman teacher asked me what I wanted to be at my age of six. I responded immediately without any hesitation‚ “I want to be a businessman.” Even though at that I knew nothing about what exactly the businessman was‚ the idea of being a businessman had already rooted in my heart
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The lyrics from “Walk On” by U2 represent my year because they express now through overcoming difficulty I learned and matured. Through my grandma’s diagnosis‚ my surgery‚ and‚ I have gained the strength to handle adversity and through it learned valuable life lessons. One hardship I endured was my grandma being diagnosed with breast cancer. This was heartbreaking to me because of how close we were. Every summer I would spend a week with her and my grandpa on their farm‚ helping with chores
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always been my comfort food. The honey-soaked layers‚ warm and spongy‚ evoke memories of family gatherings filled with laughter‚ the clinking of tea glasses‚ and the rich scent of oak wood and cinnamon wafting through our home. But one morning in 2019‚ as I savored each bite‚ the TV flashed images that shattered my peace: families fleeing their homes‚ mothers clutching their children‚ wrapped in blankets that offered little warmth against the harsh reality of displacement. The sweetness of my baghrir
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I ran over to my mother and attempted to break her free from their grip. She manages to escape with my help. I remember yelling at her to run and hide. At that very moment‚ my life changed forever. The next 20 seconds were the last time me being with my tribe. It was the last time of me seeing my family. The last time breathing the clean air of Africa. The very last time being free. Something hard and cold hit me in the back of my head. I remember falling to the ground before losing consciousness
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My heart is a mixture of hope and hopelessness‚ all around me is despair and misery and yet if I give up I perish. Every where I go I have to hold on to my emotions. Wherever I walk I see mutilated bodies and to think‚ that person could have had a life‚ makes you brake inside. But you have to stay strong‚ I got used to them‚ it becomes just a part of my nature. I mean‚ I see a body and then I disassociate myself completely from it. It was complete genocide. We unwillingly got forced onto a train
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