Graduation Speech : My School Trip

I have been going to school since I was four years old and, that means that I have been attending school twenty to twenty two years, including kindergarten, middle school, high school and now college. As every student, I had my ups and downs in school; I had some failures and some successes. One of the failures that affected me the most and that I will always remember was the time that I was in high school during my junior year. I failed almost all my classes and, I only passed two classes and with a C. In the other hand I had some really good success. The most recent one and the one that I am still happy about is getting my Family Development Credential. We learn from our mistakes and also from our successes, these two times in my life

The Creation of Inequality Through Cultural Capital. Cultural capital is the knowledge, habits, values, skills, and tastes one acquires from a social environment. For example, the place one grew up in can influence cultural capital. If the person grew up in a lower social class, the will have the cultural capital of one who grew up in their social class, and will be relatable to others within their social class. They are not as likely to be able to relate to someone who is in an upper class because they are not able to relate to the culture in which they grew up

There were times when my mother was not satisfied with my progress in school , when the conversations would come up with her friends talking about how well their children was progressing in school, my mother would say my child is not doing as well as I expected

Cultural capital is the main form of capital that contributes to status in ways that are not always seen and recognized, like knowledge, status expressed in good social status. For instance education, manners and also unconscious details, things that enquire the air of being natural, of just being simply the way that one is. Those are the norms that are learned very early on, those things you pick up on from having been born in a particular social context with the particular type of people around you who behave in certain ways.

Since moving to Texas we have had the opportunity to see lots around us here and one trip to Louisiana. We have been tossing around the idea to go to the East coast this year, even to the point of checking air flights, hotels, etc. We just hadn't made a definite commitment. After further consideration, we have decided to go to North Carolina either next month or in September. We are not sure how long we are going to be down here and want to take advantage of living closer to this area of the country and having the chance to visit them.

Many individuals believe that attending college directly after high school is a life changing experience This stance can hold true for many reasons regarding the positive aspects for the completion of a college degree. Students should attend college directly after high school because they are more experienced and have great opportunities and benefits rather than waiting to go later on in life.

My mother Jeanne has always raised me on a tight leash and taught me to have morals, ethics, self-respect, and class about myself. She raised me and my older brother by herself for a long time, and we never really got to have the “Wonderful” mother/daughter relationship every little girl wants with her mother, but because of

Pierre Bourdiieu was a sociologist, anthropologist, philospher and a notable public scholar. In one of Bourdieu theories, we wrote about social and cultural capital and also how food is connected to social class. Social capital is a structure of factual documentation used to study and interprete social development. Cultural capital is the concept and awareness that people draw upon as they engaged in social life. This essay will be Pierre Bourdieu’s theory of social and cultural capital and also his analysis of food and its connection to social class.

I remember the intense feeling of exhaustion after spending a day at Dalton Prep School, then to fencing class, and then I died of boredom in a session with my private tutor, all stupid things my mother makes me do to be a more “wholesome” and “inspiring” girl as she likes to tell me. I walked up the stairs of our home on the Upper East Side, when the doorman politely questioned me about my day. Wow. Someone actually cared about my wellbeing, how refreshing. Immediately as I entered our home, my mother critiqued my outfit choice, clearly, she disliked the funky artist look I was sporting and made me change before we attended another tragically boring party. Lucky me… my mother forced me to attend another party that raised money for endangered monkeys or children in Africa, my mother could not

Back to the point, my mother was never really a kind soul. I never heard a nice word come from her mouth, but on the other hand, I did not have much to go off of considering I barely knew her. She often passed my siblings and I

She was a great disciplinary, and taught us right from wrong, and instilled in us values that would make us productive citizens that we are today. I am obviously writing this because I didn't always stay on the right and narrow path in life. I often times chose to challenge authority and act out for attention because my mother would always be working to support us children. In a way with me being the youngest I got attention more than my older brothers, but it wasn't enough for me. I craved it and would go the distance in testing society. Truthfully I did not weigh the consequences of my actions at the time. I believe I had done things I knew at heart were wrong, but ignored my moral compass for the brief attention even if it was her disciplining

“Cultural Capital refers to non-financial social assets that promote social mobility beyond economic means. Examples can include education, intellect, style of speech, dress, or physical appearance” (Wikipedia 2014).

My mother was the person that made most of the decisions regarding how we were raised. She was very strict in terms of homework. Although she was not very hands on in terms of the homework being done, she insisted that it was done every day when we first got home from school. She also expected my brothers and me to maintain a B average though out our school years. I think she expected more out of me because I showed the love for learning at an early age. My brothers didn’t seem to like school and struggled through a lot of it. Over time, our mother began the lower her expectations for them. My father was happy as long as we didn’t not receive any F’s.

My mother took me to school on my first day. Mother had been telling me for weeks prior to the big day how wonderful school was going to be, so I was dutifully excited. She failed to mention that she was going to leave me with seventeen little strangers and one large lady. The large lady seemed to think that she was in control. I later learned that she was the teacher. She was trying to explain to Mother that I was not eligible to attend first grade because I would not be six until November of the following year. My mother was having none of that. She wanted me out of the house and into school and she did not care what the rules were.

When growing up, I loved going to school and dreamed of one day attending college. Attending school every day and receiving good grades had become my top priority from K-12. I excelled from K-8th grade, but entering into high school was completely different than primary school. The atmosphere and environment was new to me, I was free to roam the halls or walk back out the door without any repercussions. This began my downward spiral in high school. My freshman year was by far the best school year for me because that would be the only passing year. The remainder of the three years would be met with skipping, failing, and repeating courses. I learned that it was easy to fail, but hard to catch up! With this motto, I had practically given up on going to school or graduating at this point. My only choice was to obtain a GED, but this was met with dismay too! I would have to wait for my graduating school year to take the test and that would be another year. After speaking with my counselor, she informed me that my school credits were only at ninety and two hundred were needed to graduate. I should have been in the eleventh grade, but my credits were equivalent to a tenth grader and this when a decision was made that graduating from high school with a diploma had become important for me.