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all this she still lands a beautiful smile. I didn’t witness bitter. I witnessed a beautiful person inside and out. This wasn’t forced, this wasn’t fake. This was organic. We all have our demons and still I rise. She spoke of the bandage we all wear with the scar underneath it. The process of healing. We all still scratch at the emotional scar one can’t see. One must heal. The many levels of healing process, whether it be though spiritual, yoga or education. As long as it’s positive. Yes, I get tired. But, I can’t quit. I have a plan to fulfill the burning desire to succeed. I know what doors this will open. I know how successful I was without a degree. I can only imagine what will happen with the degree. So, I thank you for this spiritual gift you allowed your granddaughter to share with us.
One day Gabi went into the garage and her father was lying unconscious on the ground with a pipe in his hand. He had died. She called the police and everything but it was no use, his death was caused by a meth overdose. Nevertheless Gabi faced her father’s death with grace and courage. His death had inspired her to read poetry in front of people, something she never could do before. The poem was about him and how nobody knew what it was like to have a dad who was a meth addict, watching him deteriorate day after day. Gabi kept saying over and over “ But you don’t know my dad.” Yet she fought through the tough times and became even stronger because of the trials she faced.
When nothing is going right in life, what do you do? Do you just quit and hope for the best or do you pick yourself up and work even harder to succeed? Iliana Roman, a single mother of three children and an owner of a hair salon, kindles the message that individuals who face adversity can still persevere in life. According to Roman’s memoir “First Job”, it is never too late to turn your life around. At seventeen years, old Roman unexpectedly became pregnant. This event led to Roman’s life changing completely causing her to drop out of high school. She was nearly to the point of no return, she simply could not hold down a proper job, and the only way to support herself and her child is working three to four odd jobs every week. Roman presents her message of persevering in life by incorporating hyperbole, repetition, and pathos.
Valerie is from Hot Springs, AR and is currently a criminal justice major at National Park College. She has become a successful person and student by many goals she set in her life to accomplish. One of Valerie’s goals is to receive her bachelor’s degree in Criminal Justice. Her dream is to land a job where she can impact and help others who might need assistance. Another one of her goals is to maintain a positive attitude and continuing to be a positive role model for her children. This is an everlasting goal she stated and explained that she always wants her kids to see her doing positive so they can do the same. Valerie last goal was to see her kids break the family stigma when it comes to school. She has already had one child graduate and wants to see the others do the same thing. In shaping Valerie’s goals everything was based off her accomplishments. One of her first accomplishments is, she was the first to graduate in her family and attend college. As a kid she always saw graduating to be possible and it has gave her the courage to do much more. Another accomplishment is going back to school to further her education. She attended college in 2003, but soon left due to raising her kids. The last triumph Valerie overcame was teaching herself how to read law and medical books. Growing up early and being a mother she knew she had to be familiar with law and medical things
The person that I interviewed for this paper was Patricia Margaret Lassiter. Born in Maryland on November 7, 1967 she was an only child. The lifestyle that she grew up in was much disoriented and was one that no child should be put through. Both of her parents were alcoholics and very abusive, and would even let their daughter drink alcohol because they thought it was comical when she passed out. Her father was abusive to both his wife and Patricia, so in the best interest of protecting her child, Patti (Patricia’s Mom) left her husband, and filed for a divorce. After the parents divorced, Patricia’s parents went to court, and both tried to fight for custody of their daughter. In the end, it was up to Patti, who was only in the 1st grade, to decide who she wanted to live with. Being torn apart she made the decision to go with her mom, but later regretted it. Her mother had many relationships, but went through the same process as her last marriage. The relationships her mother was in were all abusive due to alcohol, and many nights Patricia would have to run away while her mother protected her from these abusive men. One morning Patricia’s mother took her to school even though Patricia insisted that school wasn’t opened that day. Dropping her off at school Patti told Patricia to go to class, and wait for the teacher. After waiting in her classroom for hours, someone finally found her, but when Patricia tried to come into contact with her mother to pick her up from school she would not respond. That was the very last day she saw her mother. Social Service came by the school, and put her in a foster home for three days, and then was transferred to live with a lady called Shirley. From time to time she had visits from her father, and...
Graduating high school was really exciting for me, but at the same time I was apprehensive because I knew it was a significant milestone in my life and I didn't know what to expect with college. However, the freedoms provided by college ending up being wonderful. I love being able to completely manage my time on my own and make my own decisions. I graduate college next May. If I were not going to grad school I would probably be dreading it because I don't think I'm ready for the "real world" and having a 9-5 job yet. So, since I am continuing my education it's going to be exciting since I will be moving to a new state and meeting new people.
Once enrolled in a local nursing program at Ohlone Community College, Mary started to work towards her goals of becoming a nurse but reaching them did come with hardships. Mary never let anything get to her because her family never gave up their motivation. " I wanted a better life for my family and I wanted to be somebody". Mary realized that going to college wasn't just for her but it was for a better future for her family. At Ohlone community college she continued to pursue her dreams of majoring in nursing. Another thing Marry struggled through was juggling school and in work now that her classes were more rigorous. "I was more responsible for my future because I was the one working to pay for my education". Gladly, Mary was able to mature and find a way to organize her schedule to balance her life
I first became a mother on a very hot day in North Carolina on August 2008, to a 9 lb. 7 oz. girl. We moved to Texas when she was 7 months old and have lived here ever since; except the 6 months we lived in Canada during the winter. It was a great experience living there but it made me very grateful for Texas winters.
Have you ever been so nervous for a big event that was only a couple of days away ? What about the moment you have been waiting for your whole life ? I have , that big moment was my high school graduation.The best moment of my life and also the scariest. It took a lot of preparation to get me ready such as the perfect dress, the perfect hairstyle , and building the self conscious up to go.
It seemed like a normal day when I entered Mrs. A’s AP Language and Composition class, but little did I know that she was going to assign a very important project that was going to take forever. I took my seat and wrote down what was on the board. Then I sat patiently and waited for Mrs. A to come explain what we were doing today. When the tardy bell rang, Mrs. A glided into the room and gave us all a stack of papers. She then proceeded to discuss our upcoming assignment, a memoir. As she explained the very important assignment, I wondered whom I would write about. No one really came to mind to write about and I thought for sure I would never be able to get this thing done on time. I finally decided that I would write in on my mother, Kari Jenson. I knew I would probably put the project off until the very end and do it the weekend before even though it would get on my mom’s nerves. Putting work off was just how I did everything, it worked for me. When I arrived home from school that day, I told mom about the project. I told her I would most likely write it about her and she was overjoyed.
Have you ever had a time in your life where you felt like everything was just dumped on you? I did, and undoubtedly it happened just as I came to school at State University. That saying, “When it rains, it pours,” just seemed to fit me perfectly. Within a two week period one of my friends from high school committed suicide, my grandma went in the hospital, and my boyfriend broke up with me. Yet, from these experiences in my life, I grew, more than I have ever grown before. This is why I am writing about it. Although, everyone goes through hard times, there were not many people out there who related to me. That is why it was hard to get help when it was needed. Maybe someone can learn from my experience and be just as strong as I was.
I realized going through many struggles and obstacles, has helped me become the cheerful, extrovert person I am today. I do things now, that the old me would never do, I’m more open, outgoing and confident. I carry myself way better than I ever imagined. I can rule the world now, because I feel great, and when you feel great it’s one of the best feelings especially when you’re truly happy. I’ve learned that no one can put you down or make you feel imperfect but yourself, or unless you allow others to treat you poorly. As much as you can, or whenever you can tell yourself how important, and marvelous you are, because if you don’t believe it you’ll never believe it from someone else. As Lucille Ball says “Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this
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There once was a girl who lived a happy life until the age of thirteen. Everything changed that day because that 's when her mother started emotionally, mentally, and verbally abusing her. The girl wanted nothing more than to be loved by her mother but that was not the case. Her mother thought that she was nothing than a worthless piece of garbage on the street. Every day the girl 's mom had something negative to say to the girl whether it was that she was stupid, worthless, or even someone who nobody wanted around. Every day the girl wished to be accepted by her mother, but she knew deep down that would never happen. The girl battled anxiety and depression disorder caused by her mother 's years of torture and abusive ways. The girl was on
It was one of the most exciting and nerve racking days of our lives. Although we were finally leaving high school, the feeling of being unsure didn’t go away. The whole day was full of practicing for the big moment when the entire class graduated on to a new beginning. All the girls wore shiny bright red robes and the guys were dressed in a shiny navy blue. Standing there, I had no idea what to expect. Some things I were aware of, my friends were leaving and we wouldn’t be the same friends anymore. My role was that of being so aware of the future that I was too shocked to soak in the present; being a pessimist was my main goal and everything I was sure of became true.
The resilience of human spirit has always awed and inspired me. This was especially true of the single mothers struggling with post-partum depression that I visited on a weekly basis as a part of a public health program. I quickly realized that each of them had an interesting story to tell, and a need for personal interaction and compassion. With each conversation, I learned more about their illness and the impact it had on their lives. The incredible resilience that these women have shown in the face of tragedy and depression both moved and