If I Had Much Of A Choice

I had a hard time deciding what I wanted to do with my life while I was growing up. Many of my friends as I got older would speak passionately about their love of animals and dreams of becoming a veterinarian. Others would talk about becoming farmers or teachers just like their parents. I could not relate to any of them because I could not think of anything I was interested in let alone extremely passionate about. My parents worked standard jobs for a paycheck, nothing they found joy from. I was…

Ray and I laid in his bed for a while. His arms were holding me, and I felt tempted to kiss him. All I had to do was turn around. I laid there, contemplating if I should. I had already done more than I should have. It wouldn’t hurt if I just made out a little. I turned and looked at Ray. His eyes were closed, but I could tell that he wasn’t sleeping. I kissed him and then I watched his reaction. He kept his eyes closed, but smiled. “No.” he said. “That’s not going to happen.” “Why not?” I asked…

I have never had much knowledge on any other religions or ideals other than Christianity because that is how I was raised. The extent of my knowledge of Buddhism was that of the “figurines” that they seemed to worship. Even that knowledge is not completely accurate. Being exposed to an Eastern Psychology class has and will be beneficial to develop my view of the world and the people in it. From the knowledge I have obtained so far from this class and article, I will discuss some of the more major…

When I first began using Investopedia, I had no investment knowledge. I did not know how buy a stock, neither knew how to sell it or trade it. Not knowing how to read stock, I always thought if the numbers were negative, the company was doing bad, and if the numbers were positive, the company was doing good; I didn’t think long-term, but only looked at the short term. This was because I never had an investment portfolio which I tracked or managed and I had no exposure to the stock market. In high…

‘If I’d known, I wouldn’t have come’ The importance of information in the migratory experience Diana Mata-Codesal Final Paper January 2006 Brighton, United Kingdom “If I´d known, I wouldn´t ha ve come” Table of Contents 1. Introduction ............................................................................................ 2 2. Literature dealing with information ........................................................ 3 3. Migrants´ networks ............................................…

I never understood myself to be a leader until I had to branch out on my own in a world where I was afraid. I always saw myself as being in someone else 's shadow and having to compete to be heard. What I never realized was that I had an impact on even the people I believed were leading me. As a child, I was definitely the more outspoken on between my sister and I. I adored my father and wanted to be like him; he was a missionary and a preacher, a perfect picture of traditional leadership. He is…

I had never spent much time evaluating my values system before taking on this assignment. I believed that I was wired to think the way I do, and that nothing in particular had to be the cause for my feelings on certain things. By writing this paper and learning about values, I was able to take a hard look at myself and figure out what my personal values stem from. My values relating to the key issues of women’s reproduction, poverty/money, health care in America, and minority groups have blossomed…

Many of my mathematical experiences are intertwined with the teacher I had at the time. Whether I had a good experience or bad was based on the material being taught and the teacher doing the lesson. When I was in high school, I only appreciated mathematics when I understood the material and was enjoying what I was learning. If the class were overly stressful and strict, I wouldn’t succeed or be engaged as much. I had a few classes like this through my mathematical career, but one particular class…

I had a dream, a dream where I got up early in the morning on a bed with a mattress and four legs. My momma kissed my forehead and told me to be downstairs for breakfast. I headed to the toilet to brush my teeth with an object which was surprisingly not my finger. I put on my blue pants, in tucked my white shirt, and pulled up my socks to my shin. I ran downstairs and ate a bowl of cereal with milk. A bright yellow bus arrived in front of our house, and the conductor rang our doorbell to take me…

You know I have had a pretty darn good life my friend. I have met some great people, I married the love of my life, had two wonderful children with her, traveled the world and accomplished most of my goals. I wasn’t born poor but I wasn’t raised with a silver spoon in my life either. There was always food in the table thanks to my hard working father. I had everything I needed when I was a kid and my parents made sure of it. See I was born in the United States but my parents and I lived in Mexico…