It was just another average summer night. I was 13 years old, sitting at home with my father. We were watching TV when I heard my favorite sound. It was the sound of my father’s volunteer firefighter pager going off. Multiple engines were being dispatched to a house fire. I looked at him with excitement as he got up running and searching for his clothes. Just before he started to leave in house, he looked back at me and said, “Well? Are you coming?” In one fluid motion, I jumped up and ran out of the house with him. After arriving on scene, I was told to wait in his truck. Being the young curious boy I was, it took only 15-20 minutes of waiting in the truck before I could not hold my curiosity back any longer. As I walked toward the …show more content…
I was looking at the people crying, and watching the neighbors trying to comfort the homeowners. As one firefighter would run over to grab a new bottle, another would head back right into danger. At that moment I knew helping people and being an outstanding leader in my community to help it build and progress, is what I wanted to do. I had no idea it would lead me to this point in my life, especially being raised by a family of firefighters. They did however, give me amazing values and traits that have carried on with me. Some of those are looking out for your fellow brother or sister, staying positive during the direst situations. Everyone is looking at you as a community leader; you set the standards, be timely, show respect to others and yourself, most of all work …show more content…
I have every opportunity to move up and progress to the top, which is my long-term goal of becoming Sheriff. I want to start by making a difference and positively influencing those around me, and any beat I patrol. After that I want to make a positive influence in my department by showing strong leadership skills and helping my department, as a whole, become stronger. Then after becoming sheriff of Merced County, I would like to make my department and community stronger by bringing both together. I will hit struggles and face difference in opinions along the way. Like my future RTO Sgt. Knight said at my very first academy orientation, “You will run into obstacle’s. Find a way around them to get the job
I have 2 years and 11 month as a Correctional Sergeant. In that time my experiences as a correctional sergeant has been both as an area supervisor for adult and youth offender programs section, segregation and a shift supervisor. As an area supervisor I have had to handle many different inmate issues to include but not limited to the following: conducting inmate disciplinary, handling inmate grievances, inmate property, inmate classifications, and disruptive inmates. As an area supervisor I was also in charge of many officers where I had to train and develop their skills being that most of them had under a year experience. In 2015 I was hand selected by both the Associated Warden and Warden to take over segregation to clean up the problems that were occurring in segregation.
During the summer or even on weekends my mom would take me with her to go help out her patients. Which included bathing them, feeding them, and caring for them. Not only did I help my mom with her patients but I would always help rake leaves, pick up trash and make their yard look nice. I can’t even image how they would’ve done all the things I did for them with their fragile bodies. I’m glad I was there for them and made a difference. Aside from helping my mom’s patients. I helped an elderly man who was on fire in his backyard. It was around spring time and I heard someone screaming yelling “help” so I went around to look and there he was on fire. I tried so hard to put out the fire and it felt like mission impossible but I did not give up even though the ambulance were on the way. He was burnt pretty bad, but I was so glad I found him. Who knows it could’ve been worse! He is still alive till this day and sits on his porch waiting for me to pass by his house every morning to say good morning. It’s such a wonderful feeling to know that I not only changed a life but I saved
Growing up all my friends had perfect jobs for teenagers. As a teenager, I spent a lot of time applying for jobs and searching for places to work because money didn’t come easy and I wanted to be in control of my own money. But I could never score a job. I applied to at least 100 jobs at least twice and I still couldn’t get an opportunity.
As a child, I have always had an obsession for watching action movies with my father. We always had that bond with one another, action movies were typically the only movies we would watch. The longer I would watch the movies the more thoughts came across my head. Since then I always wondered if I should focus my career in Law Enforcement. I would always say “Mom, Dad, I am going to be a Policeman.” The more I continued to watch these movies the more I would convince myself to become a Policeman. At one point in time I realized that the crime scenes would catch my attention way more than Policeman. Then I realized that my obsession was not based on Law Enforcement it was based on Forensic Science. A thought occurred to me, what would it be
From a young age, I knew that I wanted a career in the medical field. The thought of potentially saving a life and helping other people made healthcare very appealing to me. I was exposed to first aid techniques early on by my father, and it became a large part of my life as I went on to complete several first aid courses and eventually become a lifeguard. My current job as a lifeguard is something that I enjoy wholeheartedly. There is a huge amount of responsibility that comes with keeping patrons safe and that is not an aspect of all part-time jobs. One particular experience allowed me to realize that helping others is what I am meant to do and showed me how rewarding it really is.
The most stressful and challenging situation was during my volunteering in the Rehab unit at the hospital. I was assigned to help a student therapist in assisting a patient in walking. The Patient was overweight and it usually takes more than two people when assisting the patient in walking but the therapist and the patient felt confidant enough that she would be able to walk without much help. When the therapist and I began to assist her in standing the patients knees buckled under her and she fell and began screaming in pain. The combined strength of the therapist and I were not enough to help get up and the only thing we were able to do was straighten out her legs and comfort her until more help came. I felt really bad what happen but
The single most important skill a successful Sheriff should have is the ability to communicate with the citizens. As I campaign for Sheriff I will let everyone know that I am available for them to reach out to speak to me no matter the situation. I will never make a promise I can't keep, and I will be fair and allow the citizens to voice their concerns. I will have quarterly forums in coordination with the community watch groups and I will use social media to get important information to the public.
On sun hot sweaty summer afternoon school Bats gloves gum sunflower seeds are packed in the bag for a ready victor game on the field of cold hard dust. When I walk to dugout I see my victor team in the dugout.When I first walk up to the cold dirt and dust home plate.As pictch warms up on pictching at the catch.As is done I walk up to home plate.Woshe!clunk! As I make a pop up.On the grizzlies they almost caught my pop up but they drop it on the ground. Cluk!Cluk!Cluk!Cluk!Cluk!As I run fast on my high knees and I slid to the first base.As my team mates chear for me. Jack is up to bat for my team.My other team is watching Jack in side of the dugout Jack hits a home run in the dirt of the parking lot.When me and Jack trotted to dugout the team
Going into camp I knew we would be helping out a school and I did not think I would have fun or get anything out of the experience, but I was so wrong. Even when I was on my hands and knees stripping wax off a classroom floor, I was having a great time just knowing how much my work was helping Ms. Kim and Cody and everyday I looked forward to going back. We later found out that Cody was able to take a week long vacation because we got so much of his work done! After finding that out, I knew I had helped make a difference in Cody's life which made me feel so humble and honored that I could do that for him. During our work, Ms. Kim told us that around 70% of the Black Fox Elementary students live in poverty and cannot wait to come to school so they escape their troubles at home. Ms. Kim told us that those kids were going to be so excited to see how clean we got their school to be and I wish I could have seen their faces when they saw what we had done. I now look forward to volunteering and helping others because I know that I am making a difference in someone's life, which is a humbling and amazing feeling that I hope everyone can experience one
Serve and protect as a police officer in the city of Santa Ana has been my career dream goal since I was growing up being influenced by police officers throughout my education. Seeing so many casualties by violence in my community is one of the reasons why I am pursuing this profession, so that I can be able to accommodate the best way I can to reduce the violence. Other reasons why I am desiring to become police officer is to save someone 's life, help people make better choices, challenging tasks, and serve my community. Although dilemmas with people being unsupportive with law enforcement has increased, I will continue to pursue this career and make a tremendous impact in the community. This career will provide me with excellent benefits
My friends and I would frequently visit and listen to them tell stories about life as a volunteer. Somedays, they would let us play with the hoses cooling ourselves from the hot summer heat with the cool spray of the water. We all loved to see them in action, racing to a call with the bright red lights flashing and echoing of the siren throughout the town. My friends and I would often ride our bikes throughout town to the scene of the call just to watch those heroes make a difference. I tell this story just to set the tone for the next one that has made such an impact on me.
Let me tell you a little but about myself Miss Butcher. When I was five years old I had been living with my mother and father in Denver Colorado. My mom and dad worked really hard to get me and my brothers what ever we needed. One day when my mom and dad were getting ready for work they told me that I was going to have to stay home alone, I had no idea where my brothers were at the time… probably with my grandparents or something but thats besides the point. They left to work and I started to play on my PlayStation. What felt like hours was only a couple minutes because I heard a knock at the door and I looked out of the window and seen a police car. I was scared so I opened the door and there stood two police officers. They asked me who was
Have you ever thought of going to the police academy and serving your community? That’s exactly what my father Jerald Perkett did. Jerald sat down with me at the kitchen and was in his regular work clothes, a quicksilver shirt and jeans. He looked very serious and ready for the interview because he was very familiar with interviews. I looked at him and slowly let out the words, “are you ready?” and the first question came.
I have a passion for helping others. If somebody asks for help either in the classroom or just for general advice, I always take time out of my day to help them even if I am extremely busy. The fact that I can be of assistance to others makes me feel good on the inside. Seeing others succeed is important to me. I always help my friend with his math homework because math is not his strongest subject.
My mom and I arrived at my great aunt’s house in Ely, Nevada at around dinnertime. We both decided it was time to get some sleep due to our long drive. My mom had asked me to wake her up if my dad did not call or arrive by midnight. She was obviously very tired from driving and I had slept most of the way anyways. I could tell my mom was very worried about my dad because he was traveling on his Harley Davidson, and the roads were dangerous. My innocent ten-year-old mind did not think anything bad could happen,