My earliest memories from my youth all had a common theme; change. It's what made me the person I am today and allowed me to develop as a person. I was raised in a bilingual home in Tucson, Arizona with my mother, father, and two sisters. Here, I attended private Christian schools, where I was able to excel. Due to the lack of an age restriction, I was able to start school early, which has proved to be quite beneficial to my intellectual development. I was pushed by my pastor to excel to the top of my class. I learned to read, write, and solve math problems at a very young age. I knew then that I was destined to do great things and I planned on continuing my educational success. My only problem besides this mindset, was my family's financial …show more content…
As a child, I was affected by his slander and I vowed never to drink. Over time, we convinced our father to join a rehabilitant program. After a year and a half, my father felt ready to come back. I would walk in on my mother crying on the kitchen floor and I would comfort her. She was strong and led by example. I was inspired to be like her. She showed me the strength of women and their power in a household. This shaped me to respect women and become a female rights activist. She taught me that it was okay to love others and that the world isn't always a very loving and fair place. I grew up to become very accepting and tended to find the good in people. I am also a LGBTQ+ activists and try to inspire others to spread positivity. My dedication towards spreading love and positivity, however, did not reflect on how I was treated. I was bullied with racist remarks on my Mexican heritage and was even physically hurt. My sister protected me and and proved to be my ultimate role model. She taught me not to listen to the bullies for they only acted out of their own problems. She taught me not to engage in their slander and physical abuse. She advised me to kill them with kindness, and I held
As a child, I didn't always understand the depth of my dad's addiction, or what it exactly meant. I didn't even view it as an addiction, rather just how things were. Living in a small house, there was no option to completely ignore it. The more he drank the more bellicose he became, and the more verbally abusive he became. Freshman year I wrote a letter to my dad because I'd decided that my passivity of the issue was no better than an endorsement of his behavior. I was angry with how he acted, and with myself for not knowing what to do about it. With my letter came empty promises: a promise to limit drinking, and a promise to
I have learned how to be an optimistic person and spread positivity with others. Recently I went to Puerto Rico to visit my family and there I met a numerous amount of vagrant people who did not have food on a daily basis nor a home to come to after an elongated day. I felt so pleased to be able to bless those individuals with nutrition, water, and clothes. Before I developed into who I am now, I did not have goals and accomplishments, I did not really have a determination in life. Learning who Christ was helped me become more linguistic, kinesthetic and spatial.
and felt safe, because her mother was able to provide for her. After a late night physical quarrel
at home lying on the kitchen floor while my mother tried to cook for everyone. Meanwhile, my
Growing up, I was always an activist for LGBTQ people.
helped to make me the person I am today, and I was able to look into the future
... fantastic role model in my life and I will always look up to her.
She didn't tell me to ‘keep it quiet’ like others did. She knew what was right and did what she could to stop the same thing from happening again, and that's when I knew I wanted to be like her. To be a leader. I made the decision to always stand up for myself and others when I knew something wasn't
My dad finally made the decision to go to rehab. I was reluctant to believe him at the time, because before he had gone at least two weeks sober. I refused to believe that just a week of rehab could do the trick. The only difference between the other times he was “sober” was Jesus Christ. For once in my life I could finally breathe.
Everyone has a hero, whether it’s a famous actor or athlete or a teacher or parent. Everyone has someone in their life who has impacted them and who they look up to. For me, that person is my mom. My mom has taught me everything I need to know to succeed in life. She has taught me how to be kind to everyone and how to love myself.
My education journey has been through some setbacks, but I have continued to push forward and conquered. I have felt that I have a fixed mind set and just am not capable of achieving some things. After learning the difference between growth and fixed mindset I have realized that everyone is capable of learning anything through hard work and dedication.
I grew up in the 80s (born in 1977) and while I am sure that era impacted me in more ways than I am even aware of, I think that it was my own personal home life that set me on my current path. My mother was much older (she was 40 when I was born) and only had a 6th grade education. My father was 19 when I was born and had his GED. They had a tumultuous relationship for obvious and private reasons. They divorced when I was seven years old and I remained with my mother. Both parents worked in manual labor type jobs—my mother cleaned houses and my father repaired mobile homes. Neither knew how to be parents. My mother was an alcoholic who, I now believe, was also bipolar, and my father was just
She has taught me to carry on when life gets hard. She lost her step-son and her husband within 4 months of each other. The doctors diagnosed her daughter with dementia only a few months after all this happened. Rather than shutting down and falling into a depression, she decided to take action. She poured herself into helping her daughter, as well as taking control of her own health. I think, overall, I learned that life can take some unexpected turns, and it is important to do what is best for oneself and those you care about. Cathy has led a fulfilling life so far, and I hope I get to spend many more years with her.
She made me start thinking about why giving up is never an option. That you don't just get things handed to you and you need to work in order to earn. And she also made me more assertive.
My parents arrived in the United States hoping for a better future not for themselves, but for the baby they carried in their arms. We would often move from relatives ' houses since my parents couldn’t afford renting an apartment themselves. We were fortunate enough to have caring relatives who didn 't mind us living with them since they knew the hardships we were going through. I grew up in a household where only Spanish was spoken given that both my parents didn’t speak any English at all. When I was in kindergarten, my teacher was afraid that I would be behind the rest of my classmates, given that I only spoke Spanish fluently. I was fortunate to receive free tutoring from my kindergarten teacher. We would often read books together until