Descriptive Essay : Ever Changing Path

A. I originally wanted to work in several entry level jobs related to my education (like so many reference-seeking post-secondary students) to help my chances of getting further in graduate school. Last year one of my instructors suggested me to work as a Behavioural Interventionist which could help me decide if that was the direction I would choose for my graduate studies, alongside building related field experience. Working with young children who are diagnosed with ASD (Autistic Spectrum disorder) enables me to apply ABA (Applied Behaviour Analysis) therapy and other intervention plans studied during my counselling lectures. It helps me strengthen my skills in implementing individual intervention plans, creating reports, taking data, teach under DTT (Discrete Trial Training) and NET (Natural Environment Training) methods however, I am

Traveling is one of my family’s favorite things to do. The family has visited numerous places throughout the United States, however, none are as memorable as Atlanta, Georgia. In Atlanta, there are many places to go and sights to see such as: Cola-cola factory, Cabbage Patch Kids Factory, Under Ground Mall, the Zoo, Atlanta Braves Stadium, Six Flags Over Georgia, Stone Mountain Park, and the Atlanta Aquarium, are all in or near the city of Atlanta. The three that we visit on every trip to Atlanta are Six Flags, Stone Mountain, and the Atlanta Aquarium.

I would like to pursue a career in therapy, or specifically, in licensed professional counselling. I think I am a good match for such a job type because it is something that I am somewhat legitimately passionate about, as I enjoy learning about the subject matter as well as directly helping people; because of this, I have been willing to work hard in school in pursuit of it. I feel that people that have at least somewhat of a real passion for a specific field or job position have a substantial potential of being successful in it, because they therefore have the substantial potential of finding the work rewarding. Despite not having any experience in therapy and still being an undergraduate in my junior year, I have been consistently interested in the subject area throughout this education. I imagine that I will continue to be interested in the area while the job position will have the highest potential to involve my actual passion as a person. Actually working in the position, I believe I would be a model employee, working closely with the customers to help them with their problems while working to remain current with evolving best practices and findings. I would strive to be an independent worker that achieves positive outcomes and satisfied customers, and also an employee that shares information with other employees; I see myself as maintaining harmony in the organizational culture while facilitating progressive development. I believe I would continue to build on my

When I enrolled into Bryan collage I knew I wanted to work in the psychology field, but not sure what specific area. Honestly, to this day I am still undecided. Working in the school system seems like a job I would enjoy, but there is so much controversy about budgets and cut backs so that scares me a little. I work with children now and their parents so I think I could handle this job daily with no problems. However, I feel drawn to work on the clinical side and have for some time now. There are so many people out there who need help makes me want to join the field that much more. I have nothing but respect for anyone already working in it.

As a college student approaching my senior year at Albany State University, I have experienced a wide range of psychology courses that have introduced me to different ways of critically thinking about my future. However, one particular class that has given me a new insight to the profession that I hope to encounter would be the Professions of Psychology. The purpose of this course was to introduce scholars to the different professions involved with psychology. While taking this course, I carefully researching the different fields, and cross-referenced the descriptions with my passion for improvement, I decided that I wanted a career in the Industrial/ Organizational field of psychology. This course had the greatest impact because it not only explored the different professions, but it also helped me understand what was needed in order to pursue a

“Can we get coaches please,” it was the night of the twelve and under state championship game. Right when we got to the field you could smell the fresh cut grass, as they got the field looking nice. We were getting warmed up and getting pumped about the game. Then all the sudden you could hear the umpire say, “Its game time.” As we take the field all you could feel is the ground rumble from the fans jumping up and down on the bleachers. While on the field, no ball got between us and we got the first three outs of the game really quick. The same happened to us, we hit the ball right to the other team’s players. The game went on and on like this until the last inning. Since we were the home team we had to take the field first in the last inning.

I have the desire to work in the psychological field either clinical counseling or addressing the problems among people due to social causes. This decision did not just “fly out of nowhere” but due to a process of elimination. Through high school, I took classes that would fit my curiosity and from that I decided that I was not going to become a boring engineer with a lack of social interaction but rather someone that deals with people on a daily bases. I enjoy talking to people about everything and that is why I chose my internship at Bagget Elementary as a mentor for a STEM club. The field of psychology is very board field and it branches into all sorts of fields such as business management, engineering and history. Since I enjoy talking to people and I want to go into the field of psychology, I chose this internship specifically so that I would have interactions with a different age group and observe how they react to things I never had growing up.

Hues of green seemed to melt across the Earth as the ground drew closer with every second that passed. Sprawled out in the crisp air, I felt the atmosphere rush between each finger. Every breath was heavy and short, as if the size of my lungs weren’t large enough to appease my body. A few more minutes passed before my chest jerked backwards; the parachute was now hovering above me. Calming down, I dangled until my feet until they met with the ground and skidded across the untouched grass-- I did it. I never thought I’d be the type to do such an activity like skydiving, but the self-satisfaction of doing something I never thought I was capable of perplexed me. Moving past the fear and anxiety in order to to push my boundaries was incredibly rewarding.

As I flew over Exeter toward my destination, I grabbed the throttle that was at medium speed and pushed forward to maximum acceleration. My head and body were still, waiting for the moment when I could accomplish the mission sent by supreme leader, Adolf Hitler. My navy blue uniform had my body clammy from the confined cockpit’s heat, and my goggles were starting to fog. My gloves were the only thing that allowed me to keep a good grip on the pilot stick, because the closer the white dot on the GPS had got to the red target, the tighter my grasp was on the yoke. Even though I felt like a lobster in a pot of boiling water, held against my will, I had to focus on the task at hand.

The sky was inches away from my grasp, or so it felt. Enormous skyscrapers streaked above me, each one vastly different from the last. Some were made entirely of glass, some were made of a murky dark material that seemed to melt into the night sky. Each building loomed over me, they descended into the clouds. Beneath me, for hundreds of feet, I saw concrete walkways snaking out between the massive city buildings. These walkways curved and led all over the place, some curved down sharply to different levels, others went straight across. These thousands of walkways the people of the planet commuted across, every person down below me had their own story, their own life, that baffled me. The city floor was barely visible through the web of concrete. However, the ground reminded me that even the most massive civilizations had simple beginnings, just like I.

It is mine. The golden sun that shines and kisses the tops of my shoulders. The wisps of white clouds traveling within a baby blue sky. The gentle breeze that coils itself around my arms providing relief from the warming sun. The sapphire sea and its serene waves rolling gently out to shore onto the finely grained sand. It is all mine.

There was little to be said about a small town like New Hope. People didn't come to see their attractions, didn't come to even drop by to say hello. Hell, a lot of people that inhabited the rich lands of the town believed they were alone in the world. Forgotten. Leaving them to their ways of life without being disturbed by the bustling and hustling, stress filled ones of the city. Forgotten maybe, but that's how a lot of people wanted it.

What is forever? Or rather how long is forever? Like when you were a kind and made a promise to always be friends or pals and over time they slip from your memory. Is that the end of forever? Or when you say you forever do something and you forget once or twice does forever stop and start again? Or is it the generic continuing on after the end of time? I surely don’t know and I don’t know if anyone knows how long forever is and the probably never will. But when you learn something important and change you make a beginning and that beginning determines your future and might be a forever….

It’s hard to explain, the feelings and thoughts I had that day. Immense joy, and yet towering fear. So many words come to mind, looking back on it now. I felt alienated, yet accepted. I felt accepted, with the other women standing by me. I felt alienated by the immense amount of mens eyes on us. A penetrating stare, as though we didn’t belong. Anxious, yet eager. It’s nerve wracking being the first, being a leader. But I knew this was my place. Superior, yet inferior. Superior, with that crisp uniform upon my body. Inferior, the mens eyes.

I had waited 6 months for this day. The day we went to the beach for my 13th birthday. California beach specifically. We had to leave at 6 o’clock in the morning to get there on time so we could get in our hotel. It took us 7 hours to get there. When we finally got there it was beautiful. Me and my brother were jumping up and down in our seats at the sight of the beautiful clear blue water and the whitest sand i’ve ever seen.