I am a lot of things to a lot of different people - it just depends on who’s answering the question. My parents would say that I’m a “unique and caring young lady who’s going to do great things.” My friends would say I’m “so smart… so much smarter than (said friend.)” My master karate instructor would even say that I’m “a bright, strong-willed, leader and role model to all.” They’re all very kind and relative comments to who I am. In reality, though, I can never truly believe these things - they just don’t encompass me the way I see myself when I look at myself in the mirror every morning. To anyone looking at me from the outside, I feel that they would say something about me relating to my intelligence or my accomplishments, but that’s from the outside. The best view of myself comes from within, and the only person who has that view is me (and now you, whoever you may be, reading this essay.) There are a lot of things about myself that I feel are hidden, whether I’ve buried them from the world or the world just doesn’t care to notice them. Yes, I will say …show more content…
At school, my passion is to understand. If I don’t understand what’s going on, you can bet that I’m asking all sorts of questions, simple ones, complex ones, ones where I don’t even know what exactly I’m asking. But the passion I have for understanding things is what drives me to succeed, and that has gotten me to where I’m at today. This passion has also been one of the biggest contributors to my achievements in martial arts and music; I’ve earned my brown/black belt in Tae Kwon Do after three years, I’m drum major in my school’s marching band, first chair alto saxophone in my school’s top jazz band, and in my high school’s wind ensemble on bassoon. All of these things in my life are so important to me and to who I am; without the drive of passion, I’d be some kid staying at home with a bag of chips at my side everyday doing
I have always had a passion for nursing. As a child, I watched my mother getting up early, putting her scrubs on and headed out the door for a 12 hour shift. She was always content, and at ease to go for a long shift and even overtime at times. I love the fact that after work, she would always come home, satisfied with the day no matter how hard it was for her. She would sit and tell my brothers and sisters how she enjoyed the conversations that she had with her patients and what impact she had on their lives that day. Listening to these stories as a child, I knew that I wanted to become a nurse and listening to the same stories and helping people, making their day feel better. I wanted to follow my mom’s footsteps. At the end of a long shift, it is a rewarding profession, knowing that I am saving people’s lives, making them comfortable when they are near of dying, advocate and teaching them. As nurses, we care for patients through illness, injury, aging, health. We also promote health, prevent diseases and teaching the community; that’s what I love about nursing. I believe that this is the right profession for me because I have all the qualities that a nurse should possess when
Given away by my name, I am not an American; I was born and raised in Saigon, Vietnam - a dynamic city with over nine million people squeezed into roughly the size of south Bay Area. It was towards the end of my third year of high school that my family immigrated to the U.S. Leaving my hometown behind, at seventeen, I started a new chapter of my life.
In both sports and academics, coaches and teachers commend me for my relentless effort and drive. However, I carry this effort in everything that I do. I have picked up many skills and talents through high school that may seem miniscule to others, but they required dedication and practice. I have taught myself to play the piano, and I also have learned origami and skateboarding. I even taught myself to juggle, and practiced enough until I was good enough to give lessons to others. Most would consider these hobbies, but I consider them passions. When I put my mind to goals or tasks, I strive to be the best. For example, when I began skateboarding, I had trouble learning how to kickflip. However, I practiced for hours alone in the garage, repeatedly listening to the loud crash of the skateboard hitting the concrete floor. I even rolled my ankle on two separate occasions, but these setbacks did not hold me down. I kept trying, until after a month, I finally landed a kickflip. I bring this persistence to whatever I put my mind to, and I know that I can use my drive to learn and succeed in engineering at the University of
Now, I am at a point in my life where I realize that academics are not everything and that learning goes much beyond the traditional classroom setting. Music has opened up my eyes to the world that surrounds me, and I have indulged myself in numerous new passions because of it: playing the guitar, composing music, and joining new clubs and activities. Most importantly of all, however, I had discovered the joy of learning that became lost in my perfectionist ideals. Now, school no longer requires impeccability, but making mistakes that lead to furthering my education and bettering me as a
As an imperfect human being just as the rest of humanity, I am composed of many characteristics, most of which will go undiscovered by the majority of my peers and by myself. Different people will see different segments of me, because individuals bring out different parts of who I actually am. Only my closest family and friends are able to see the true, complete “Bonnie”. The “blithe Bonnie” is only one part of who I am. Other sides of me can be responsible, mature, loud, blunt, juvenile, diligent and intelligent. The responsible, mature,
Imagine being at an interview for the job of your dreams. The beads of sweat rolling down your face and you are biting your nails nervously. Everyday thousands of people are in that position trying to take their first step to impact the world through their passions. One day I want to be in that same position, impacting the world with my passions. I have a passion for many things; all very different but all, still, very similar. Now, for its impact on the world, my passion might only leave a dot on the planet. Impacting the world means making a difference in society, even if it is a single person that you are making a difference to. My passions are the arts, and maybe that word is stretching it a bit, but the arts are the category I am placing my passions in. I have a passion for reading, writing, and dancing. Even though these things may not sound as important as math or science, many people in the world have these passions and if you have a dream and put hard work into it you will be able to make it come true.
Words to phrases to sentences to paragraph, a person behind my name can be described with countless adjectives. My family, my friends and those people who don’t really know me have different views on me. I will be deeply known not just by knowing my name but by knowing my personality and my story behind the peripherals. I am not perfect. I am filled with imperfections but I know that these imperfections make me as truly human. I am perfectly imperfect but my contentment and the love of God fills my imperfections.
One thing I find significant is factory farming. I felt that factory farming is wrong and should be stopped immediately. I strongly feel that since we take their lives for our food, we should at least respect them. I’m somewhat both audacious and obstinate, but I like to refer myself as a calm person. I believe initiative and strength is my strongest characters. Since I always try to finish my task that was given and try to think
My writing topic is about: Have any people or books influenced my writing? Did anyone read to me when I was a child? Did I have any teachers who provided encouragement? In my life I have had people tell me I've done great on a paper and gotten a good grade, and some other times I have not. I Ever since I was little, writing has not been my passion, I believe that to be a writer you have to be organized and that isn't me. Yes, I have a lot of thoughts but its impossible to get my thoughts on paper.
Anyone who has every really hung out with me or has known me will tell you that I am actually a very humble person and I really mind my own business unless something involves me, then I go and take action into the situation. I don’t really like to shine I like to stay back and and follow up bigger and better than most. I like to advance psychological form so then I can better others with my superior mind set. I sometimes act and seem as if I do not know much or as if I am not as intelligent as I seem. I very much only do so to hide my true potential so then once I unleash it I leave them flabbergasted and put them at a very low disadvantage. Most people see me and just don’t even think twice about gazing their eye upon me and ponder about who
I’ve always had a passion for helping others and I love the idea of being considered a dependable person. I enjoy when others come to me to talk about the hardship they are experiencing and being able to provide them with feedback or helpful advice. To do this I learned that you need to have the characteristics of a “people person”. You must be patient, which from my job experience of working in retail and the fast food industry, I would consider myself to be a highly patient person. I also posses the the skill of being outgoing and friendly. I allow myself to be comfortable when speaking with different types of people and I let myself open up so I can personally relate to them. By doing this I believe that others will return the comfort that I created and will want
The most significant most meaningful memory of an experience related to discovering that I was a male and therefore treated differently from the other sex was not only one memory but a series of memories from being separated from the opposite sex at school , going to boys sections at shops ,having a role model that I learned a lot from and lastly from society.
I have often wondered what it is that makes me who I am. Is it the way I look, or is it my personality? Is it the way I dress? Is it the way I walk? I am who I am. Not what you want me to be, I am me. There is no label or description to define me.
Most children grow up believing that they know it all. I, however, was just the opposite. I wanted to know it all, and that has followed me to this day. That exact thirst for knowledge is what has gotten me into some of the biggest troubles of my life and some of the biggest achievements. At five years old I decided to embark on my journey firsthand. I wanted to know what it was like to be an explorer and no one was getting in my way. At 3 AM one Friday night, I left my home and chased my dreams. Unfortunately, my young adventurous self was found out 4 miles from home and I was returned home to a sobbing mother. From then and still to this day, I push through every obstacle to improve myself and am just as engaged now than ever.
"You just didn't have a sparkle in your eye." Only a few weeks after my seventeenth birthday, I sat in front of a panel of adults I had once adored as they told me why they had crushed my lifelong dream. For obvious reasons, I did not like the answer. I had dedicated my entire life to performing- singing, dancing, and acting. I always had a desire to be a star someday, and when I was awarded the voice scholarship at my high school and given featured roles in the musical every year, I thought my opportunity to be a star was finally within reach. Unfortunately, despite consistent hard work, dedication, and a strong audition for my final high school show, the opportunity to pursue my dream was never afforded to me. Endless nights of crying came