something so far out of my reach‚ that I couldn’t do alone‚ I needed my family‚ friends‚ a few doctors and some prayers to help me towards the happy ending. Around December of 2011‚ I was 12 years old. I was getting a physical so I could join my middle school bowling team. I felt great‚ I was nervous about whether I needed a shot. Everything was going fine‚ but the physician noticed that my throat was enlarged. I had a goiter. I never noticed it prior to her saying something‚ my mom didn’t even notice
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up in a rural community‚ there was little diversity where i was from. From racist slurs to actually yelling at a minority‚ i could tell there was a problem at the age of 6. When my mom and I moved after my parents divorce‚ we lived in a primarily black community. Over the next six years of my life‚ I did not only expand my knowledge‚ but I learned how to accept and embrace others whom were different than myself. When I was
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begin my underwater pullout. As the race continues I push myself harder and harder as I begin to fatigue until I finish. Looking up at the clock I think to myself‚ I need to go faster‚ I can go faster‚ I will go faster. I hop out of the water and take my spot in line behind my teammates‚ preparing for the second of six 100 yard breaststroke sprints from the blocks. From each team‚ BGSC to PAA to LOSC I have forged friendships and emotional bonds with my teammates found almost nowhere else in my life;
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My first memory involving religion of any kind is when my grandmother was my temporary Sunday school teacher. This memory had absolutely nothing to do with reading the bible or praying or doing anything of that sort. I have no idea why I remember it either. The memory is of about four other kids and me sitting around the Sunday school table while my grandma sang a song about our ancestry and how it didn’t start with monkeys. The song went like this “I’m no kin to the monkey‚ the monkey’s no kin to
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do know the profound impact sports have had on my adult life. I was struggling to reconnect with who I was when I was younger. Many ways were suggested on how I should go about this‚ but my favorite suggestion came from my family. They showed me many pictures and videos of me playing sports‚ horsing around with team mates‚ and holding trophies or awards. In every shred of those digital memories‚ there was an unmistakable happiness in my eyes‚ and in my smile. This immediately drew me in. From that
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To begin with‚ when I was a little girl I lived in South Central Los Angeles‚ California with my two parents whom the names are Arturo Ferreiro and Cynthia Contreras. We all lived in one small pink house with my grandmother named Yolanda Contreras. My parents worked so hard to move from the ghetto. My mother once said to my grandmother “ I don’t want my daughter to distinguish the negativity.” There were so many crimes around our area and honestly‚ it was dense to walk around the neighborhood without
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I’ve been using technology ever since I was in elementary. And as I grew older it became a bigger and bigger part of my life. When I reached middle school‚ technology was part of my daily life‚ using it for homework‚ entertainment‚ and research. During this time‚ I’ve become and avid gamer‚ I own all consoles and a game collection big enough to bankrupt a small country. Though‚ this became a problem. Because I like games so much‚ I always wanted to get new ones. And games these days are
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it was a tremendous change from my past jobs of construction and Little Caesars. It was located almost by the center of Michigan Ave‚ one of the busiest streets in Chicago‚ which meant the foot traffic near
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felt as if I was about to explode. My walking pace slowly started to increase to a jog then to a run. My mind slowly starting to become clear blank slate and I ran without any destination. Since I haven’t been jogging regularly at that time my body was exhausted‚ screaming for me to stop. However‚ my mind kept pushing my body to keep running letting me forget about all the pain. My feet were pounding against the pavement as I hear my breath streaming out of my lungs and throat rushing back in to
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in the Helfman household. My mom was constantly jabbering on the phone‚ my dad’s eyes were glued to his computer working‚ and my brother was stuck to his bed and never got up. My brother‚ Danny had gotten into Syracuse University a few months earlier and he was ecstatic about the life he was going to make for himself. Danny and I got along well our whole lives‚ but we weren’t as close as some other siblings. This upset me because sometimes all I wanted to do was talk to my brother and get his advice
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