How Inglewood Changed My Life

grew up in Chicago, Illinois, a beautiful city surrounded by violence and controversy by the media. I found things more simple when I was kid growing up here, there wasn't much to worry about but as I got older things became more complex here. The sounds of the " L "' or as you know it as, The Train, and the roaring sounds of cars passing by my house made me feel alive while growing up and as a matter of fact still does. You could wake up in the morning and see the vibrant blue skies being pierced by the skyscrapers and see other kids playing ball or riding their bikes. When it was summer time I would play ins sprinklers or go downtown and play in the fountains with my family. Of course, like most big cities I had to watch my back while growing up because you never knew what somebody was up to. It's weird really growing up here because you never know what's going to happen next , wether it's a good thing or a bad thing. All I can really say about growing up in Chicago is that if I had the chance to redo it, I'd do if a million times.

An experience in my life that influenced my academic goals was being homeless at the age of 15 to 17. i was living on the streets stealing from stores to eat and other people too who i saw to weak to fight back. My child hood wasn't the greatest but i had the support

At the end of the Middle Kingdom, the Hyksos people invaded Egypt. The Hyksos most likely migrated from Western Asia in Syria-Palestine, but have no clear origin where they are from. The Egyptians called these people hikau-khausut which means "ruler of the foreign countries”. The Hyksos were technologically advanced and because of that they had a strong military. The Egyptians had been isolated from the growing and progressing world by the deserts which surround the country. Because of this isolation, the Egyptians were unprepared for any attack and had a weaker military force. Instead of protecting themself they relied on their natural borders to shelter them from invasion. When the Hyksos invaded Egypt, they left a lasting impact on Egypt’s lifestyle by introducing the Egyptians to different trade methods, diversifying their economy, and exposed exposing them to new military techniques.

I came from a wonderful and big family, I have seven brothers and sisters. Everyone helps each other whenever we need help, like if I go to College they will support me. I live in a great city called Salinas, CA. Salinas is a great place to live because the big cities are nearby, like San Jose, San Francisco, etc. The weather is awesome in the summer it does not get too hot and during the winter it gets around the 30’s. Also the beaches are near like Monterey or Santa Cruz. Salinas have a lot of fresh vegetables and fruits, in that way we could have a healthy life. Some people might think that Salinas is a gang city where many shootings happen, but it depends in the neighborhood where you live. I went to a great school which is Everett Alvarez

I grew up in san bernardino california I was born on March 10 2000.Not only did I grew up in san bernardino but also my sisters did. A Lot of people believe that san bernardino is a bad place but for me is my home. Yes there is a lot of crimes here but what city doesn't have crimes. Growing up in san bernardino made me stronger I have seen a lot of bad things happen but I have also seen good things.

I was just a small town girl living in Grants, New Mexico. There is a saying that if you blink you will miss it driving down the highway. I was born and raised in Milan; it was just a little portion of Grants. My entire mom’s side of the family lived close by us and my dad’s side of the family was in Espanola, except for my grandma Yolie my dad’s mom. I grew up knowing almost everyone in that small town. The challenge in living in Grants was there were no available jobs. My parents had to drive back and forth to and from Albuquerque. As I was in kindergarten through second grade I would stay at my auntie’s house early in the morning or with my grandma while both my parents were in Albuquerque. Family was everything to me or at least what I

It made me realize how far away some communities are from large city centers and it brought me to question the values gained through education when exploring our immediate community/landscape. What we learn is really based off where we are living at the time. It wasn’t until this moment that I realized the validity of a statement like “It’s a great place to raise a family”.  I am now beginning to question the community that raised me and how it has influenced me as a person and furthermore how it will translate into my

I live in a rural community named Brockton, or as some like to call us “Broketown.” I have lived in Brockton for 12 unconsecutive years. Brockton is a small community, but we are publicly exploited for violence and crime. Brockton is full of influential and hard working people and not everyone gets to see this positive side of Brockton. As someone that lives in Brockton, I know how hard it is to set goals and actually have the support needed to accomplish them. Brockton has a bad reputation because of the negativity that is dispersed about Brockton resident. Brockton kids are tainted with this image that we’re all disrespectful and low achievers. I want to break that mold. I want to diminish the stereotype that Brockton kids don’t amount to great things.

Looking back at it, moving from the Rockwall/Rowlett area to little Caddo Mills was a major culture shock (even if it was only a 30 minute drive). My 5-year-old, carefree self had no idea though. My first day of Kindergarten, in August of 2003, is the day I met the people who are like family now. I didn’t realize it then, or even in middle school with all the dumb drama, but my peers are some of the most amazing people I

I grew up in poverty in Douglas County and have a personal goal to help people in my community overcome struggles. I come from a text book dysfunctional childhood. At times I did what I had to for pure survival growing up. I have done a lot of self-reflection and realized while I have went through struggles it has made me the strong, nonjudgmental person I am today. I feel my personal background and education will benefit me as a human service professional.

I was always really proud to be from Compton, CA. The rich racial and cultural history of the Hub City has had a major impact on many aspects of my life and is part of my identity. My mother is a Mexican-American, she was born in Tijuana and her family moved to Compton in 1962 when she was five. My dad was born in Colorado and his family settled in Compton in 1961 when he was four. My parents were in the same kindergarten class at Jefferson Elementary school and although they didn’t start dating until they were in their 20’s, they definitely helped each other survive the racial injustices and violence that permeated all facets of their educational experience in Compton

I’ve spent nearly half of my life living in a largely white suburb in Minnesota. Despite the differences, I have always found a way to blend in with the community, and I have never felt as though my race has been a major burden on me. However, one of the regrets that I have is that I really take my community for granted. Many other Somalis in this state and around my community are refugees that don’t have the same access to education or jobs as we do. Sometimes I thank God for the comfortable situation that my family and I are in. Many minorities in the state and in the country aspire to have a good life with kids and a front yard. But with racial disparity in the way, it’s not always easy having that dream. To me, the best way people of any race can do that is challenge themselves and work to their goals. It took my dad more than a decade in America to finance and study in order to get his bachelors and master’s degrees. While it’s no guarantee that one could work and achieve success in this country, it’s always worth

Growing up in San Francisco was not easy. My life has been a up hill battle. I’vealways been a free spirited person. Always loved sometimes loved the wrong people. I grew up in San Francisco. Most people think of San Francisco as this wonderful free love place. Well it’s not this wonderful free love place. Fillmore is what my neighborhood was called. This Fillmore place was a very dark violent place. Many don’t make it out. Either you die young, or you go out on drugs. I always wanted more out of life. I always felt that if I could escape this dark unkind place I would be a better person. Sometimes as a child I would dream of living in a real family setting. You know a father that lived with my mother and I. “A real family not a dysfunctional one”. School has always been a outlet for me. I could go to school and learn, learn, learn. I’ve always been

Women are not connected to the Science and Math industry like males are, but does that mean that they are not in it? No. The majority of women in the United States are underappreciated and discouraged in the workforce because they are pressured into believing that they are not good enough. Throughout the years, women have overcome this sexism obstacle little by little, But nonetheless more and more obstacles form and replace other defeated obstacles. One of the obstacles that has formed and will possibly never get destroyed is women being overlooked or underrepresented in math and science careers. Pressure is a number one reason why girls/women decide to not take on a very difficult career path. Society has drilled into girls heads that they

Like the shadows of the dawn on the shabby walls eat each other, the world works the same way – the powerful one overcomes the weakness and paleness and spreads, enlarges his darkness as wide as he can. We live in a world where there is no justice, believe it or not. When you have more, you need more, when you get more - you want more. You cannot run away from it, the human nature is invasive. And it works, because even if in imaginations of perfecting our life, we crush the walls of monotony and colourlessness which, In my humble opinion, leads us to more serious problem than the human desire and thirst of power. Anyway, whatever we say is nothing but wasting time because it’s never going to stop. And it’s never going to bring tranquility in the world, or is it? Could