Twelve years may seem like a plethora of time, but it actually flies by with such quickness that you barely have time to blink. I have been attending school for twelve years now. All twelve of those years, my family has thoroughly drilled me on the importance of succeeding in school. For years, my parents thunderous homilies on education went through one of my ears and out the other. I knew education was important, so why do they keep nagging me about something I have heard for years, were my petulant thoughts. As my body grew and my mind matured, I began to open my eyes and see why. My dad works out of state. He has to drive three hours to a job with less than desirable conditions and absolutely no benefits. In school, my dad liked to joke
Rewind fifteen years back, is when I blessed my parents with myself. To be more exact it was the sixteenth of September, also known as the Independence day of Mexico. I remember very keenly that my dad would always be so proud of that, he would even purposefully say my birthday is the Independence day of Mexico, instead of my actual birthdate. I guess considering he is an indigenous Mexican, it’s pretty normal for him to be proud of his ethnic background. I was born into an already large family; I had my mother who is Colombian and dad who is Mexican, my two older sisters, and my one older brother, and my younger sister that came two years subsequently to me. As a young kid the personality traits I acquired were that I was always very shy; I was an introvert all around, as well as a perfectionist (not anymore obviously), I liked making new friends, I liked being helpful , I liked being organized, and strongly believed that every good deed would be rewarded in the future.
When I think about the next five years of my life, I like to think that I will be getting on my feet and succeeding in life. It has taken me a while to figure out what I want to do with my life and what I would like to do for my career. Over the next five years, I am going to have to do a lot in school and outside of school to prepare for my future career .
Looking back at the years that I have completed in high school is a funny but a true life changer. If I was to go back to one year of high school I would want to go back to freshman year. One reason why I would want to go back to freshman year is to talk to myself. Another reason I would want to go back it tell myself to listen more. The last reason would to see if I could improve myself in any way.
Back in elementary school, I generally had a great distaste for everything science; I preferred math. Science seemed too simple and I disapproved of the slow-moving pace. One day a year the school hosted Science Matters Day, my favorite people, Scientists, were invited to visit; they brought all kinds of fun activities. One of my favorite memories of all has to be the day they made a hard-boiled egg sink into a bottle. The experiment was still simple, but it was different from anything we had ever done before. This experiment included the use of a flame to produce heat and create pressure. I thought it was interesting, and I was hooked.
As a child, I remember always saying I want to live in a large house with all my close relatives. In retrospect, that was my greatest but far fetched fantasy, since I did not realize then how divided and chaotic my life truly was. I still don’t, since they say I pushed down all my unpleasant memories, and when I’m ready they’ll come out. I often regain glimpses of the past that hurt me deeply, so I wonder do I genuinely want to remember everything? Let’s rewind. A nickname for the South is the Bible Belt. Church is a part of everyone’s life, no matter what the social class. You pray for every meal, and every day and night you pray. I didn’t pray. There are so many different words that describe beautiful ways to worship, but I can think of none. I memorize the words I hear every day, like the Lord’s prayer, I repeat them, but no belief is held behind the words. I stare at the worshippers with their eyes closed and wonder how the same words have so much meaning for them. As I go home to my mother, her boyfriend and my step sister, I find the reason why I can’t pray. No matter how hard I deny it, they’re still the reason why.
After eleven years worth of education, I’m finally on year twelve; senior year. This year is my year, the year that I find out more about myself and step foot out into the real world. Reality has hit me like a freight train this year and I’m realizing that I’m an adult now. It is time for me to get out of my comfort zone and start shaping my future. There is so much more life ahead of me that I need to prepare for; this calls for a game plan.
That brings me to this year, and it has been nothing short of a blessing. I didn’t do basketball for my senior year, just to get prepared for the vault. I worked out every other day in the winter, letting my body rest in between days and going as hard as possible when I was at the Y. I went two times a week to St. Louis, just to work on everything that I could for this vault season. My passion stemmed from my junior year, and with all the success I had, I just wanted more. I told myself Junior year that I would work as hard as possible over the offseason to get first place at that Illinois College meet. I wanted to show everyone that I could go from dead last my freshman year, all the way to winning the whole thing my senior year.
The first seven years of my life I had a great group of friends who loved me dearly. I went to a great school, and I had a very loving family. What I did not know is that my life would change in the blink of an eye. While I sat in my desk first grade year, the intercom came on and the lady said, “ Breanna Fair needs to check out.” When my family got home, I saw boxes packed with my family’s belongings. I wandered down the halls of Andalusia Elementary School and there were many thoughts running through my mind. What’s happening?Why did we move?Will I make a lot of new friends? At first I felt scared, but now I have attended Andalusia for almost twelve years and I could not be happier with the group of friends I have and the accomplishments
If someone asked me where I am going to be in ten years, this would be my answer. I will have a great, high-paying job, and beautiful wife and family, and a nice sports car parked in front of my lovely house. When I look into the future, I see myself being successful and happy. Even though I always pictured myself this way, I never worried too much about how I would get there. I feel the Suffolk University can lay the groundwork for making these dreams into reality.
There are many reasons why I want to transfer from a two year institution to a four-year school such as furthering my education, to learn new skills and to stand out form others when trying to get a job. Going to a four-year college will give me access to more material and classes that would allow me to gain new knowledge. I currently am a psychology major, there are a lot concepts that I need to fully understand how the human mind works. me in the field I want to go into. Four year institution teaches at a higher level , this allows me to gain a deeper understanding of the many concepts of psychology and further my education considerably. Also, these institutions offer a lot of internships opportunities that allow for one to gain skills that
I was born and raised in Kerala, India, son of an arranged married couple with Indian ancestry. I am the eldest son with one little brother. Because I am the eldest child in the family I have to be little responsible and a good role model for my brother, and my younger cousins. Last four years of my life was like a magic to me. I would say those for the toughest time period I had to face. Some times I wish, “can this all be a dream and go back to my 5th grade year”. I don’t know, fifth grade till my eighth grade was the best years of my life. I could still remember visiting my cousins and family every week, visiting friends, playing cricket, family dinners, and so on. Four years ago, I moved to America. I still remember the exact date-April 18,
I felt my heart thumping in my chest aloud. The day that I had been striving for, for three years was right around the corner. I tried to suppress the gigantic lump in my throat, my every cell aching for the moment to come.
A significant challenge I'm currently facing is stress. Everyday I have to juggle high school, college, and also my personal life. I try to focus tremendously on school, but it negatively affects my personal life. Starting college has taught me a lot about time management. Now in order to lessen the amount of stress I have, I like to schedule my time. When I do this, I make sure to leave time for me to relax or spend time with my
When I have friends over my house or show off my collection of books, sometimes they’ll ask me about my outdated books on Unix and my copy of ‘Database System Concepts.’ They wouldn’t believe me when I told them where I got them from - I acquired these at NASA Langley Research Center. They wouldn’t believe me until I showed them the ‘withdrawn’ stamp, and to be fair - If I were my younger self listening in, I wouldn’t have believed me either.
How do you give a summation of a life that is still in progress and in which you are still changing and growing? It is difficult to encapsulate my life with a few brief words, so I will start with the values that have shaped me from a young child into the adult that I am: my love of learning and my natural curiosity about the world. These twin values has propelled me from a small child growing up in inner city Los Angeles, to a teacher who fosters self-confidence in her students, all the while guiding them towards academic success. All of my experiences have led me to apply to this program.