The personality type that best describes me is ESTJ personality -The Executive. ESTJs represent tradition and order and embrace the values of honesty, dignity and dedication. They also lead by example as they are strong believers in the rule of law and authority, dislike laziness and cheating specifically at work. Because ESTJs expect their reliability and work ethic to be reciprocated, they do not hesitate to show their wrath to anyone who does otherwise. This attribute however, earned them the reputation of being inflexible. Throughout my life and career, I have exhibited these traits. I am brutally honest, dedicated and follow the rule of law without wavering. In my field we are governed by laws and in my position, I uphold the law.
In the fall of 2010, I felt as if my whole life changed after being introduced to the medical field. At this point in time I have already taken college courses which would help shape my future as an engineer. In the fall of 2010, my sister and her friend told me they were going to apply for a medical scribe position; I was looking for a job at the time, so I thought to myself l will go too and if I get it that’s great if not I will keep looking. We walked into
In early 2006 I was knocked off track. My little brother was killed in a car accident at the age of 17. My world went pretty dark for a while, and I dropped out of college and left my jobs. After a few months of deep grieving, I got on my feet and got a job making more money as a receptionist for a window company. I pushed my passion to the back of my brain and put the money first. I was all determined to have a “grown up job” and be on my own. This meant I couldn’t afford classes, or books. I also had to have a full time day job to afford my rent. Teaching went to the back burner for several years. I was offered higher positions at my job, and pretty soon found myself sitting in the office behind the desk from which I myself was hired. I hated it. I could sit on the computer all day long and do nothing. Most people would’ve loved my job. But I could not handle
I am the product of divorced parents, who struggled with substance abuse, but that does not define me. My childhood consisted of poverty-stricken environments; however, I refused to let that dictate the outcome of my life. At the age of ten, I had to assume the role of a fatherly figure to my three siblings, so I missed out on the conventional childhood most would have had. I grew up in east Bakersfield where substance abuse, gangs and criminal acts of violence were a pervasive occurrence, and I resiliently avoided the peer pressures to conform to their way of life. From the ages of 11 to 15, I would work for my grandfather at the local swap meet on the weekends so that I could help my mother make ends meet. I received my worker 's permit at the age of 15, which elevated my ability to help my mother financially as now I earned a set wage. I worked the maximum hours allowed as a minor while balancing my academics and extracurricular school activities at school. Although faced with much adversity early on in life, I managed to be a scholar triathlete in high school and was accepted to California State University, Bakersfield after graduating from Foothill High. I was determined and excited to be the first college graduate in my family, as I understood the economic importance of this achievement. Sadly, after my freshman year of attending the university, I had to put my educational endeavors on hold to assist my mother and siblings further financially.
I graduated high school back in 1994. I was engaged to be married in just two years, and even though I joined the Pennsylvania Air National Guard right after graduation it was only one weekend a month and two weeks out of the year. So I needed a full-time job. A friend of the family knew a guy who was opening a second store, and was going to need a store manager. I took the job and got started. What I didn’t know was the guy I was just hired to work for was a little confused as to what he wanted. I hung onto the job for a little over a year hoping it would turn around but, no dice.
After graduating from high school in 2006, I went overseas to a Bible school in Germany for six months. I did a lot of things after coming home from Germany and pursued different jobs. In 2009, I became a Certified Nursing Assistant and did that for three years, on and off. I worked with kids with severe needs in a home healthcare agency. In 2012/2013, I went to PIMA Medical Institute for a Veterinary Assistant Certificate and looked for jobs in that field. I came away feeling very discouraged because of the low paying jobs in that field and without any benefits. During that time and before going to PIMA, I was subbing in District 20 as a teacher’s assistant. When I realized I didn’t want to pursue the veterinary world, I got a job in the district as a SPED Paraprofessional. I
During my time here at CSN I’ve had a few extenuating circumstances arise while in school which took away from my performance in my classes causing me to either fail or withdraw out of courses and eventually be placed on SAP suspension. My mother was a single parent for a number of years and once I graduated from High School she asked of me to assist with bills in the home since I still resided with her, so I began working for Moneytree which to my surprise was very time demanding and at the time I was without reliable transportation and a manager who was not very flexible with my school schedule. Then in 2010 my family and I became homeless for some time due to the recession which caused my sister to lose her job in 2008, and then my mother in 2010. This left me as the sole provider for my family since I was the only one working full-time with the ability to work additional hours if needed due to the demand of my employer at the time, and my position within the company. Then in 2013 my father who resided in Illinois was diagnosed with Bladder cancer which led to me traveling to
Later as an adolescent, I was an active member of my high school’s Girls Football team and Volleyball. I attend a post-secondary institution right after high school; I received my Medical Assistance Certification from Star Technical Institute in Whitehall, PA. I pursue my dreams of obtaining the education I had always desired and found a great job in the medical assistance field. Another event, which shifted my life forever, was accepting a marriage proposal at a young age and marrying in 1991. I made it clear from the beginning that my education was very important to me and marriage would not stand in the way of my pursuing post-secondary studies or even completing high school. When I announced my engagement due to my pregnancy I was, determine to complete all my studies to make a better life for my son. I became a mother in February 1991 and continued to work as a Manager for a retail store until my husband, who had been unemployed since our marriage, found work. When he secured employment, it gave me the financial flexibility to pursue my dream of attaining higher education, In July 1992. Working in the medical field, you gain so much knowledge and then transferring into the mortgage career, I gained lots of experience. My last job I went back to the medical field as that was the quickest job I can find in my area that was hiring. I was so nervous due to not knowing anyone and having to relearn everything all over
At the beginning of this school year, I began to realize something. I realized that my high school years were coming to an end. This was an eye opener for me. I didn't know what to expect of my last year nor what I wanted to do after high school. I then began looking for a job. So I applied to Chick-fil-a. I waited patiently several weeks for a call, but received no call whatsoever. I patiently waited for a new opportunity to come along. Until finally, I was given an opportunity at an electrical shop. On the first day of work I was introduced to the staff and learned the procedures of what needed to be done. My job now was to maintain the shop clean and to keep all materials organized as well as other tasks that helped me grow with my skills.
I organized college trips with my school staff and a career day for the students. I joined the student government and worked closely with the administrative staff. I made a 180-degree turn in my life. The teachers didn’t believe I was the same girl who was missing class, had a couple of fights in school and recovering from depression. The summer of 2015 I attended summer school and night school so I was able to graduate in August 2015. I had classes Monday-Thursday, my first class started at 9:00 AM and my last class ended at 9:00 PM. On Friday, Saturday and Sunday I worked from 9:00AM-11:00 PM in the Dyckman Community Center. I felt like superwoman! It was overwhelming but I knew this was the consequences of my actions freshman year. It was hard but it wasn’t impossible and I was able to motivate other students as well. They saw how dedicated I as to graduating and many students followed my steps. I graduated in August 2015 and received an award for the best intern of the year. I took a semester off because I didn’t want to go straight to college three weeks later after going to school for 12
Following my graduation from college I returned home, where I was able to find a job working with delinquent and abuse/neglect youth, with Forestland Group Homes Inc located in Caspian Michigan. This job allowed me to use the knowledge I gained from college working initially as a direct care staff and later as the Program
After graduation, I committed myself to learning new things and more importantly to try things that intimidated and frightened me. While doing so, I searched for and found a way to make a change in the lives of those who needed help the most. I became a career advisor for one of Washington D.C’s largest workforce development projects. I was tasked with the responsibility of teaching DC’s welfare population the essential skills needed to progress in life, and succeed in the workforce. Having overcame being a learning disabled student, and traumatic brain injury I was
Coming back to school after being away for 17 years has been one of the most emotionally taxing endeavors I've experienced. My career experience was working in the quality control field. Being apart of the industry was very satisfying until the point in which the 2008 recession hit. Having to go through the uncertainty of being laid off and the frustration of trying to reenter the work force with only a high school diploma brought into focus that I needed to finish the bachelor degree I had started. While attempting to find gainful employment I took the opportunity to begin the process of transferring to a school here in California. I had originally started my degree in Lincoln, Nebraska, but moved out to California with my significant other.
For nearly five years since my parents’ divorce back in high school, I had always felt that working to pay some of my bills relieved the burden of my father after filing for bankruptcy as a result of this divorce. That is why I had chosen to start at the community college and it had seemed that having a part time job and studying wasn’t going to be an additional burden for either me or my father. However, transferring to the university setting did prove to be more difficult than I had anticipated. As a result, I found myself choosing work over school hoping to at least get by with some additional bills and my schoolwork load but I was terribly misguided by my choices. I felt so ashamed of myself of allowing that to happen the first time around at UTSA during the fall semester that I wanted to prove that I could do better during the spring semester by tapering back on my hours at school and at work. Then I had discovered, even in my efforts that I have overcome some obstacles during the spring, I had finally realized that I was suffering from a very long and buried depressive
Growing up in a country where educational preferences were given to boys, my father went against the society norms and encouraged me to get higher education. Along with his guidance and my thirst for knowledge I was accepted in engineering program. I was happily pursuing my degree, when suddenly all this came to halt; my father was seriously ill. He wanted me to get married before he leaves this world. Few weeks later, I met my husband, who at the time was visiting Pakistan for his cousin’s wedding and within months I was married. I came to United States with a hope of better future and dreams of finishing my education, but was unable to do so as I was expecting our first child and had no one to help us with the baby. I dedicated myself to raise our daughter, but deep down that feeling of emptiness lingered. Life kept moving forward, we moved a few times, gradually I started to adapt to being a stay home mother of two beautiful girls. Numerous times I brought home admission forms from CCBC but started to doubt myself if I was going to be able to do restart after such a big gap? I started volunteering at my daughter’s school and was soon hired as a teacher’s helper to assist with children with special needs. While working at school, I was again in an environment that reminded and encouraged me to fulfill my lost dreams. In 2012, I enrolled at CCBC with no career path in mind: I just wanted start again! Once I started I never looked back and I will continue to thrive.