Counting Crow Meaning

It was March 17, 2003, when my world got a bit worse. The older I get, the more I realize how terrible our economy is. People in Iraq are destitute, they don’t have access to clean water, electricity, and enough clothing. A fifteen year old girl should not be able to tell you everything there is to know about Saddam Hussein, but I can. Though my dad told me society prefers that I am oblivious to all the riots and shootings, I prefer to listen to every adult conversation when I have the chance. It interests me to hear about life only a few blocks away. People assume I am miserable, but that is not true. Although terrible situations are around me, I wouldn’t necessarily say my life is “bad”. Life is never bad unless you experience war. I personally

My childhood was a happy one, for a moment at least. The first seven years of my life had gone by in a flash living in Bear, Delaware. I don’t know if I had so much fun that somehow, I transported myself into the future. The next thing I knew my family along with the new addition of my younger brother Ethan was moving to Powder Springs, Georgia. This tendency to stop and look at my existence at specific points in my life continued through 6th grade with the family moving again to Dallas, Georgia. Fast forward a few years after 8th grade my family and I moved for the last time to West Chester, Pennsylvania. I have moved a lot and it caused a lot of stress and uncertainty but I don’t regret it for a second, because from this constantly winding journey I learned one important lesson. There are challenges and obstacles everywhere you go but your reaction to the situation will decide how successful you will be in life.

I could already feel that my world was beginning to change; but I knew that this change would be for the better. After the recent events of my parent’s divorce, I knew that eventually life would go on but nobody told me about how quickly it would. For a while I was upset with the situation, but after I realized things were actually better it made me happier.

My new lifestyle has changed me for the better. I have come outside of my shell, and am happy with where I am in life. I have become more mature and I have learned to just be myself, and people respect that. I probably wouldn?t be as successful in school and sports. Making this adjustment from a violent and negative atmosphere to a peaceful and positive setting to me was a good move for my family and I. I am now a college student athlete at Old Dominion University, and life is treating me fair for now.

So when being asked to discuss an event that marked my transition from childhood to adulthood, this is the story I want to give. Before this had happened I didn’t have a job and wasn’t responsible enough to even think about having a job. But when it did happen it showed me that I had to make that transition in less than a week to get ready for the job I had been dreaming about every time I went into that store with my grandmother as a

I landed my first job at the age of 15, the same year I passed the Accuplacer Placement test and enrolled at Edmonds Community College as a full-time Running Start student. I am the youngest of five children and although my parents needed the financial help, getting a job and education at such a young age was ultimately my choice. Aside from growing up with four older brothers, my parents put me into the school system one year early. As the youngest at school and home, I grew an insatiable need to prove myself. I chose to work hard early in life because I wasn’t going to let my circumstance define me.

To see my parents always working and worrying for our future was so hard to see we would pray every night. The thing they always made sure they had money for is for our school and the utensils we needed for school. This was a very tough part in my life because me and my sister were always worried are we ever going to get, are we ever going to help our parents live a better life. When my sister turned sixteen she had to get her first job to help my parents out and it started to get a little

After moving to the United States, the separation from my grandmother was tough for me, but through the past seven years, I have developed as a person by using the values that I learned from her. I have committed myself to continue working hard to help my family. During summer time in my junior year, I was dedicated to find a job to support myself financially and help out my dad with paying some of our household expenses. I worked at Panera Bread as a cashier and barista. It was challenging at first because the job was not just about serving people, it was about meeting their full satisfaction. There were some days that I really wanted to quit. For instance one day I was ringing this guy, an old man, he was having a hard time figuring out the

We adapted to a new normal that included homework time every afternoon and bedtimes that were not interrupted by yelling and fighting. We missed our Dad, but not in the ways you would think. We missed his presence, but he had really not been a part of our daily routine for some time. Our weekends were completely different as well. Even though my mom was now a single mom with a single income, we had more freedom to do things that made happy memories. We no longer had to plan around my dad’s many bad moods and angry episodes. We also watched my mom budget and plan for meals, field trips and any extras that she wanted us to have. We became a team, all three of us counting on each other to pitch in and make things work. It was no longer mom vs dad with Chance and I as only spectators, it was now the three of us making a home and memories that we would carry with us for a

Life soon became very busy with school, attending many extracurricular activities, and working as many shifts as my managers would give me. I worked so my family’s money would go straight to bills and food and they never had to feel bad about me not being able to go to the movies with my friends, or go to the mall and get new clothing. Despite popular belief that having a job at such a young age is terrible and impossible, it taught me how to be a hard worker. This job gained me a lot of experience and it allowed my family to feel comfortable with the household income. So it was never a burden, but rather a learning experience that impacted my life in a positive

Life can take plenty of weird twists and turns. I have an abundance of experience in encountering and adapting to change. Imagine being nine years old in an unexpected family meeting. My parents announce the news that we were moving across the country from Washington state to Georgia. I immediately was sent into turmoil and became scared. I had never been to Georgia before; therefore, I did not know what to expect. After we moved, I started fifth grade and realized it wasn’t that different from living in suburbs of Washington. Throughout my years there, I played club soccer and met amazing friends. I learned how to act polite and mannerly when expected, as well as generous and friendly when need be. My life was filled with happiness. There

A life-changing event is not something to be taken lightly. Throughout our lives, we encounter many obstacles and changes, some of which bring us joy and excitement, others of which may be hard for us to handle. When I look back on my relatively short life, it may, at first, be hard for me to think of an event that has truly molded and shaped the person that I am today. I have encountered several changes, but at the time, they felt like mere speed bumps along my path. Looking back now, it is easy for me to see that these changes were not by chance, but were placed in my path to form the person that I am today.

There’s a lot we can learn from the stories of our past – if we tell them in such way that enables us to hear what they really have to say. This holds true with me and my life. To put it simply, the life I’ve lived up to this point has been nothing short of a beautiful (and bumpy) roller coaster ride! As I have grown up there have been many factors that have influenced me to take on or do certain things. These things, plus some of my individual choices, have contributed into what’s made me who I am today. And with that, I’m happy to say for this moment in time, I’m satisfied with the person I am and the path I’m taking.

Can you recall the time in your life that changed your outlook on life, or even made you shift the way you live it? For me, it was back in the poverty-stricken neighborhood of Rio de Janeiro. I was your stereotypical beggar, ripped jeans and torn shirt, who would ask for some change and just steal it out of your pocket if you said no. For perspective, my house, or if you could call it that, was large Fedex box that had been discarded by a line of dumpsters; over the years, it had acquired some wear and tear, but I made do. It was a good life, and the only kind that I had known, seeing as parental figures were absent my entire existence. Until, that all changed.

different situations have changed me as a person and how I wish for my future to be.