Essay On Personal Field Experience

The first week at his military school, Wes tried several times to went home. He had access to do a phone call to whoever he wanted to talk, if he would be able to convince that person in five minutes, then he could go back to home. On the phone his mother said, “Wes you don’t go anywhere until you give this place a try” (Moore 95). Wes wasn’t persuaded at first, but the words his mother told him must have stuck. He started doing better in school because he realized what his family has sacrificed in order for him to be there. Gradually, he became sergeant of platoon, a cadet master sergeant, and the youngest senior noncommissioned officer in the entire corps. Even though he was forced to stay in military school; slowly he changed his outlook in military school.

A Veteran Woman On December 7, 2000, I raised my right hand pledging to serve and protect the American people. At the age of 20, I had entered a 240 year-old organization, not really knowing what to expect from it. I was scared, excited, and ready for the new challenges joining this Armed Forces organization would bring. My basic training was at Fort Jackson, South Carolina. This old country girl from Mississippi had to get on an airplane for the first time. My adrenaline was pumping so fast that I felt my heart could easily jump out my chest at any time. Despite all the insecure reservations I had and the negative comments I received from family and friends back home, I made it through basic training and spent a long, vigorous, and uplifting

I had the confidence to go the college but was not sure about my career goals. It was a tough choice because my parents had advanced degrees and expected me to pursue the same path. I promised them I would get a college degree and start taking classes once I completed my AIT. I left for Basic Combat Training at Ft. Leonardwood on November 12, 2012. During my time there, I was inspired to become a commissioned officer. Our Company XO, 1 Lt. Donaldson, told us an inspiring story about his experiences in the Army. He had defined himself as a “go getter”, taking advantage of the resources the Army had provided him. During his time as an enlisted soldier he had obtained two college degrees. He constantly strove to improve himself to be able to take on any task that he was confronted with. Through his story, I realized that education was not only the key to being successful as a civilian, but also as a soldier. I had graduated from basic training on February 7, 2013 and would soon set out for San Angelo, Texas to attend the 35 November course at Good Fellow

We were at Fort Jackson or relaxing Jackson as some liked to call it but that nick name didn’t hold up to the meaning. There was nothing relaxing about this place. It was mid-January with blue skies, a slight wind, and the tempter sitting at seventy degrees. I was in the middle of in processing to my basic combat training (BCT) unit. I was with people from all over the United States, some who could barely speak English. We were all lined up in our fresh, unblemished uniforms ready to load the busses. My boots were as stiff as brick, rubbing my feet raw while my uniform rubbed my skin dry. We all picked up our bags and loaded up the busses.

I conducted my field experience through the Forsyth County School System in conjunction with the Forsyth County Parks and Recreational Department. The students or “campers” as we like to call them are comprised of two groups. One group is special needs students ranging from ages six to twelve. The second group ranges from ages thirteen to twenty and are also special needs students. The younger campers attend classes from 8:30-1:00 and the older students attend from 1:30-5:00.

From a young age, I was raised not to quit, never give up on my dreams, or my future. In order to succeed in life I must give everything I have for the things that mean the most. I was taught that nothing worth having in life is easy. I agree with President Theodore Roosevelt’s quote “Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty… I have never in my life envied a human being who led an easy life. I have envied a great many people who led difficult lives and led them well.” I understand the hard work that a cadet must put in at a Military Academy. I have spent my High School career preparing myself for a very grueling academic and physical path to my future. There is nothing I want more than to attend a United States Military Academy and serve my

With the field of sports management being extremely competitive an individual candidate must be highly regarded in the elements to be a professional in the sport management industry. Being in this class is the start of a career in the sport industry.

My child 's name is Jude Alexander and he is a male. As a baby he is cautious around new people and situations, but warms up fairly quickly to friendly people. In kindergarten Jude Alexander seemed to have made one or two friends and usually played cooperatively and was sometimes reluctant to join in new activities with unfamiliar children. He performed below average on tests of vocabulary, and the ability to retell a story. He had a real knack for the art projects, and really got interested in the pre-math activities involving working with blocks and geometric shapes. In first through fifth grade he worked cooperatively in groups, usually respects the rights and property of others, and usually demonstrates appropriate peer social interaction. He demonstrates strength in art, all areas of reading, and in spelling and appropriate for the grade level in writing. He needs additional help in the areas of speaking and listening and in the content knowledge of social studies, science and music. He was average in mathematical problem solving, understanding of data, number concepts, graphical applications, and arithmetic computation. In the seventh grade, he consistently contributes to cooperative group activities and respects the rights and possessions of others, and shows age-appropriate social interaction with peers. He demonstrates strength in art, reading, spelling and writing. He was average in math and science, and needs additional

This young man was me. In February of 2010, on my eighteenth birthday, I received a large manila envelope in the mail. Inside was my appointment to the Naval Academy class of 2014. I was ecstatic! I had long read about the many great military leaders and strategists that had come from those halls and had a deep desire to emulate them. Unfortunately, at the beginning of the academic year, the mystic began to wear off. The ruse worked for quite awhile, but I longed for more independence, the ability to explore more than my academic interests alone. I longed for the freedom to explore my interests, not the interests I was told to have. Although renowned for their graduates, it is my belief that military academies breed only one type of leader; one who will blindly follow orders and think inside of the pre-determined box. I began to feel trapped and quickly lost motivation and optimism. At the end of the academic year, in the summer of 2011, I made the extremely difficult choice to leave the Academy. This was no simple task, as it is highly discouraged to leave. I knew what resigning from my appointment meant. In that community, I was marked as a quitter, was disowned by the other members of my company and lost the close friends I had made. Regardless of what I was

Within the first hour of arriving to basic training, I realized the immense impact the military would have on my life. Faced by people demanding seemingly unattainable feats on a daily basis, I pushed myself to endure the physical and emotional demands of the US Air Force. Above all, the most challenging aspect was being subjected to the proverbial fire hose of knowledge. There were days I wished I could go back to the family dairy farm I grew up on, where the fruits of hard work were tangible goods. I survived the trials and tears of basic training and continued on to the next deluge of education. I repeated this routine for the remaining six years of service and beyond, consistently flourishing under pressure. I was continuously reminded of the core values of the Air Force: integrity first, service before self, and excellence in all we do. It is these principles, along with dedication and enthusiasm, which have since guided me through medical school and prepared me for residency training in anesthesiology.

America was founded upon, and continues to be defined by, remarkable leaders. Without the brilliant guidance and tireless dedication of generations of these men and women, it is possible that our country would not be the renowned nation it is today. The ideals and values that these leaders exemplified, and what our country has accomplished under their direction, has inspired me; I,too, am devoted to expanding and defending this nation’s greatness through my leadership. This desire, paired with my passion for the military, is what has, and continues to, motivate me to attend a U.S. service academy. Furthermore, my country has provided me with access to exceptional opportunities, education, and freedoms; a bestowal of far greater value than

For my fieldwork experience, I went to a school called Hartvigsen. Hartvigsen is a wonderful school that specializes in providing an individual with success, courage, and growth. They create a special rehabilitation program to fit the needs for each student. They believe in caring and sharing to contribute to a positive environment and a team is built on the cooperative efforts of individuals. The dates I shadowed were January 24th, 31st, February 7th, and 14th. Hartvigsen has 16 classrooms; 6 elementary, 6 secondary, and 4 post high. The school has more than 200 students that regularly attend each day. The age groups range from 5 to 22 years old and there were several diagnoses that are common, but the three I saw the most were Autism, Down

When I was in middle school, I struggled to get good grades and follow directions. June 5th 2015 marked the day I was sent to St. John’s. It was a painfully cold morning and all the clouds were grey. I had fallen asleep on the couch the previous night and woke to 2 large men watching my every move. My mom had threatened to send me to military school many times; however, I never took the threat seriously. Once I had opened my eyes I realized the threats weren’t just a joke. I had a gut feeling I knew exactly why these 2 men were here. Even when not in comfortable situations it’s important to set positive goals. Not everyone sets goals for their military and academic department, the overriding benefits of setting goals include higher grades, Gain leader qualities and most specifically, the opportunity to grow, which will result in a more accomplished adult life.

“Get off the God Damn bus privates!” Those words were the first sounds I heard as I stepped off that old white bus that day. Today was my first day to becoming a soldier in the United States Army. The date was July 12, 2013. I was only an 18 year old teenager who wanted nothing more in life than to follow in the footsteps of my great grandfather. My great grandfather had raised me and inspired me for this journey I was about to take part in. This was the day I would start basic training. I was feeling more anxious than ever. Don’t even get me started on how nervous I was. I had never been away from home more than a few days, and here I was about to embark on a two month long journey I knew close to nothing about. I can still remember to

When I scheduled a tour at Virginia Tech, I already knew it was where I wanted to go, but there was more to learn about the school than I expected. While walking around the beautiful campus, the tour guide stopped at the War Memorial Court and briefly explained the Corps of Cadets. This was something I was compelled to learn more about. One of the most attractive and unique aspects of the program is the ability for Cadets to be immersed in a military environment while still enjoying the full range of opportunities a large public university provides. The Corps can offer me academic aid and advice, life coaching, valuable lessons from superiors and guest speakers, and camaraderie among peers. I would be honored to be a part of an organization that has trained so many service men and women for our nation’s defense. I will be proud to show my respect for our country and honor those who have served through ceremonial events and military courtesies. The Cadet way of life will allow me to strengthen my skills in leadership, discipline, and