Being one of five children, my parents are not currently capable of aiding in paying for college; leading me to working a full time job of 40+ hours a week in order to support myself. Unfortunately, during the midst of my last semester at UNCG I became quite ill, and cut down on my hours at work which left me struggling to pay my rent and without food most days. One night while I was visiting a friend someone stole my wallet to include my student id, an item needed for a prescription pickup at the student health center. I was unable to replace the card, seeing as I could barley pay my rent, and even though I was able to present documents stating that I attended the school, I was denied my medication, which made me even more ill. Over the course
of the next couple of weeks things got worse, cutting out medication cold turkey was cruel and was the last straw for me. I just needed a break, I have been spending the last year saving money to finish college so that I can move on with my career. School is very important to my family and I would like to finish, in good health.
Charles is a 21 year-old Caucasian single male currently residing with his mother and stepfather whom also is Charles’s uncle. Charles graduated high school and due to his illness he receives social security benefits. During a two year period Charles had nine visits to the emergency room resulting in admission to the psychiatric unit. On two admissions Charles left against medical advice, five admissions required a higher level of care resulting in admission to the state psychiatric hospital and two Charles was transferred to the adult crisis unit. Charles also has a misdemeanor history mainly public nuisance due to substance abuse mainly marijuana and cocaine. Charles was evicted after a psychotic episode and destroying his apartment.
From 2011 and onward, my family had fallen into bankruptcy for paying out of pocket for my older brother’s medical expenses and surgery costs due to his diagnosis of heart failure. In 2013, when I took the standardized ACT exam two times, I scored both times an 18 which was below my university’s 2014 entering freshmen class’s composite score average of 24.5 (copy of score report is attached). Furthermore, upon taking the LSAT two times with over four months of self-studying for the September exam, I scored first a 141, and a 140 on my last attempt. When taking both examinations, I have not been able to afford tutoring pertaining to the exams or a preparation course. Although I have worked numerous jobs during the past few years in college,
My high school experience was different from most in the sense that I was enrolled in an early college program. This meant earning dual credit and graduating with a high school diploma, an associate’s degree, and the chance to enroll at a four-year university as any typical high school student would. This also meant finding a new mode of transportation since the community college served as the high school campus and the only working car in the family was my father’s way to get to work. We met with the school principal on numerous occasions to discuss this issue and see what could be done, but it looked like this was going to be one opportunity I would be unable to take advantage of — I even missed the orientation week for incoming freshmen
Getting a $20,000 reward while keeping my identity unknown, is the best that happened to me! I am so behind on my rent and my car had just gotten repossessed. My best friend is the one to thank. I can still keep my job, and nobody found out about the pictures that I had taken… I then realized I had been dreaming and I never got rewarded, because the Gossip Gazette called me yesterday and I declined respectfully that very moment they gave me that offer. I had made a terrible mistake. This is not my friend’s fault but my very own. I violated my patient’s trust and integrity. I went back on the promise I made to myself the day I graduated. My promise was to always advocate for my patient, no matter what circumstance and no matter who it was. I have failed at that because these pictures I had taken.
Do you remember the last time something was taken from you that was rightfully yours? My answer would be high school when someone snatched my wallet with all my hard earned money in it.
...d and you refused to buy another, they refused to go to school. You threatened everything even their life, but could do nothing. After a couple years of McDonalds, and paying their own bills (since you decided they need a reality check) they decided that receiving a G.E.D. and attending college will be a better way. You gladly help, and still can’t understand why it took so long for them to come around.
My heart was beating and my hands were sweating. My teacher asked me a question and I wanted to cry. I didn’t know how to say my response in English and was afraid of the other kids making fun of me because I thought my accent was too strong. All the students stared. “Just answer the question” one girl murmured. Every day I’d sit in the same seat without talking. And even though I had spent a month in the same classroom I felt uncomfortable being there. I moved to the United States from the Dominican Republic when I was twelve. I knew the word for “mariposa” was “butterfly,” and I knew how to introduce myself, but that was about all. Some people would even become frustrated due to the fact they couldn’t understand me, or the other way around. Knowing how they felt about me not being able to communicate made me want to shut myself off from them.
In my wallet, I store dire personal items such as my lisence and some pictures. Among other things, I have my money, like everybody else, and certificates for stores. This summer, I went to the Keys with my family. I drove down there with my wallet and took it everywhere with me, like I would any other time. Well, when someone doesn't have pockets, then it is hard to keep their wallet right next to them at all times. I was carrying my wallet out from the hotel, along with my keys, and set both on top of the car. When I figured out that I needed the keys in order to get in the car and turn it on, I took them off the top of the roof, leaving my wallet behind. I sat in the car, car door open, waiting for my dad to make it to the car so we could all go to a diving area. Once he made it to the car, without thinking, I closed the door and started the car. I had been driving about half a mile before I realized that my wallet was no longer on my body. Immediately, I pulled the car over, and the next hour or so was spent looking for my wallet. All I could think about was what I would lose if I didn't find my wallet. The week before was my birthday, and I was given $60 to Best Buy and $50 to Auto Zone. Aside from that I had $3 in cash. While walking up and down the road that my wallet flew off on, my sister found my two Best Buy cards.
As the semester wore on, it became clear that my condition was impairing my ability to learn and function in a classroom as I tried to recover from this intense trauma. Consequently, I recognized that I was not able to perform my best. I attempted several times throughout the semester to obtain remediation. I also was in routine contact with my academic advisor to express my distress at my academic situation. As a final resort I requested to drop two courses, Neuroscience 3000 and Calculus 1151, in order to prevent irreparable damage from occurring to my academic record. However, as I was only a high school student, I was unable to control my own schedule and was denied my request to drop both courses. Despite one less course on my schedule, my situation did not improve and I continued to struggle with my academics. The combination of the courses I was taking and my disability began to take a serious toll on my mental health and I deteriorated. My depression rarely allowed me to get out of bed, my head would ache, my limbs would be stiff, and brain filled with a fog so thick that I could hardly think. I was no longer able to place the focus necessary to pass calculus. I was forced to triage my remaining
My mind has been so set on staying out of trouble that i never took a second to fully understand the severity of my sentencing and allowed it to get to the point where a warrant has my name on it and i must again apologize. I have however completed my class and although I was there because of a stupid mistake i enjoyed that younger children could listen to me speak about how much i accomplished since owning up to my mistake and learning from the outcome. I enjoyed speaking with their parents and the wise words i found myself giving to kids who reminded me so much of my younger siblings,who i would never want standing before your court. I am writing with the hope that you will not only accept my certificate stating that my class has been completed but also allow me to pay off the rest of my fees.i took away from this incident the idea that if i stayed away from the wrong people and kept out of trouble, i would never have to worry about being in a courtroom again. However i understand that you can never have a bright future if the past is never fully put at rest, i understand that my own actions are the reason that a warrant was placed in my name and i am still embarrassed of my
I had a very strong interest in what the future held for women in science, because I wanted women to be able to make multiple accomplishments like men did in the science category. Throughout the time of being alive I made a speech about how I wanted women to make a great impact with being in science for the future. I can only image what the future is like now for women, I suspect that women have many more jobs in multiple categories than before. However I do know that some of the friends I had were also making an impact on the world already, changing it and showing how it can be different. An tremendous amount of citizens probably would have disagreed with all the things that women wanted to have changed or do. Honestly I do hope that women
A little over four years ago my younger sister became very ill almost overnight. She has always been a very active athletic playing every sport imaginable. What seemed to surely be a virus soon proved to be much bigger. The doctors were perplexed and seemed to be almost guessing. Everything from a brain lesion to the C word cancer was given as options. Doctors would receive a referral and want to see her as she was a barely watching question mark. 53 doctors to date have evaluated my sister and that number might be a little low.
A few months before I first moved to the United States from Jordan at the age of 13, my family rescued and took in a stray two-week-old, grey-striped kitten. I agreed to be the main caretaker of it, wishfully thinking that it would be all fun and games. We named it Maya, which is the Arabic word for water since we found it by our pool, and placed its little bed and towel in my room at the far end of the apartment. I soon realized that raising a living creature was a difficult task, and this happened on one of our first nights together.
Way back when I was in second grade my dad was diagnosed with a nearly incurable type of cancer. At the time I wasn't aware of how bad it was, I just knew that if it wasn't cured he would die. His fight lasted over a year but when I started third grade he lost the battle. When I was younger the thought that I might lose my dad had never crossed my mind. I can honestly say that I took what I had for granted, thinking I’d have him for many years to come. Due to this experience I believe that people should appreciate what they have while they still have it.
I was once told by a teacher that scholarships receive about 1000 applications before their deadlines close, and around 10 of those people are accepted. A one percent chance. He said that statistically, 50 percent of students drop out of college, even with scholarships. That gives me a 0.5 percent chance. I did not work as hard as my body would allow me, for a 0.5 percent chance. I did not overcome my parent’s divorce, for a 0.5 percent chance. I did not double check my homework, instead of wondering if there was enough food to feed me and my 4 brothers tonight, for a 0.5 percent chance.