Bell Session1 Journal
While growing up like every other child, I was less fortunate to commence schooling at an early age because my mother could not afford the cost to send all nine of her kids to a private institution. So, during that time we all attended a public school. While going to a public school I completed elementary and high school during those years. Watching my mother struggle to make ends meet motivated me to finish high school.It was a night mare for me watching my mother work two jobs and still be a full-time mother for her kids. While growing up on the east side of town a community full of violence, pushed me to want more out of life. My mother didn’t want to raise us there but she had no choice being that both of her jobs
Thesis: Growing up in a certain neighborhood doesn’t have to determine where you go in life.
And why it wasn’t the other way around, us living in Morocco? It isn’t a choice that your mother and I had to make, it’s the current economic situation in Morocco that made it really hard for us to live there. When you were first born, we stayed about a year in Morocco and from then on we knew it would be very hard for us to live a decent life in their economy. I couldn’t find a job with my degree because there are no petrochemical companies in Morocco, and the job your mother could get would not have been enough on its own. Now we live happily in Saudi Arabia, even though your mother misses her country and family every day, she knows that her sacrifice would mean that her children would live a decent life.
As a young boy in early America, your educational choices were very limited and based upon your family’s economic status. You would
I am an undocumented student at UC Davis. When I am asked a simple question such as, "describe your personal experiences", I ask myself: Where do I begin?
I was being held under with no idea when I may get up, getting tumbled and dragged along the ocean floor. Each chance I pop up and gasp for another breath of air another wave crashes on me causing me to choke on the salt from the ocean. This has been my experience in high school, and once I am graduated it will feel like I can finally catch my breath and ride that first wave.
“You got him! Nice shot man! You did amazing on it,” my brother congratulated me.
Some people like to stay in control of their life and avoid any amount of extraordinary risk to protect their self-disclosure. Other people don’t shy away from challenges as they are confident that certain obstacles are nothing more than just another thing standing in their way from living life to the fullest extent. Through personal experience, I’ve realized that personal comfort is nothing more than a variety of fears that limit me from challenging myself.
During the first session with the client we went over the consent form and I asked them if there were any questions about it, which they had only one to make sure that it was not being show to the entire class, once answered they signed the form. I think that when I make my own form I will have a better understanding of how to explain the reason behind it and also better explain what it is form. After the form was signed I conducted and interview with the client.
I became who I am today because of a life changing experience that occurred in late-November of 2013. As I sat waiting for the awards ceremony my palms got sweaty and the butterflies in my stomach multiplied. The announcer seemed to drag on the awards for hours when in reality it was only minutes until first place was awarded. It was then that I realized I was a State Champion.
I belong to an Indian family and was brought up with love and values and led a sheltered life. Education held utmost priority in my family. I upheld this tradition until entering high school wherein, the turn of events started.
Thumbs Out A girlfriend of mine once defended me to her father by saying, calmly, “Not everyone who wanders is lost.” The dad kicked me out of the house anyway. But the damage had been done. Not everyone who wanders is lost.
“Beep, beep, beep” was all I heard as I stood under the metal detector. I stood there with a wide-eyed gaze in shock; my face must have been priceless. That can’t possibly be me, right? I stood there like a deer in headlights as the TSA officer approached me. “We are going to pat you down, okay? Is there anything that you are concealing?” I shook my head “no.” I knew exactly why it went off on me – my belt. I should’ve known to remove it before passing through the metal detector, but while waiting in the line to get cleared and get carry-ons checked, I remember dreading taking off my shoes, jewelry, and anything that had metal. Because it’s so annoying to take them off for nearly 30 seconds to pass through the metal detector, and then reapply them; it’s a waste of time. Wanting to save time, I asked the TSA officer a brilliant question: “Do I need to take off my belt?” “No”, the TSA officer responded. So, I didn’t remove my belt which led me to this predicament ‒ embarrassed and mortified. I was a 15-year-old girl; I wasn’t a criminal; I wasn’t a threat, nor was I
Throughout my four years of high school I maintained a B average and had some great comments from some teachers. I feel like I really do not have a difficult subject I just become very lazy and do not try. Freshman year at my past high school I was really on top of my grades. As I moved to Lemoore and broke my arm I got very lazy my sophomore year. Junior year was a decent year I could have done way better. Now that my senior is here I ended my first semester with a 3.86. I am very happy with my grades and I have noticed I can not be lazy once I am in college.
My education began in fifth grade, my parents moved from one location to another. It wasn’t easy for me, because school was the first place I ever got to interact with other kids. Before school started, I was pretty much kept indoors and not allowed to have contact with other people, except for my family members.
Why did I go to school? At the time, young, naive and irresponsible me had no idea. I guess I just did it to not be at home and so I