Life Is A Challenge?

As a child I faced many difficulties that most children at my age would never face, but in order to understand my story you must first understand my background. I was born in Mexico City, Mexico at the age of four my mom made an incredibly important decision that wouldn’t only affect her, but also me as her son. My mom, Rosalia, made the decision to move out of her country that she had grown up in, and the country that I had begun my life in, in order to move to the United States so that her son could not only be with his mother, but also his father. At that age I didn’t think much of it, but today I sit here and respect the decision that my mom made at that time, and appreciate the amount of courage and strength that it took my mother to make

My mother worked day and night so I had to care for my sister and cousins. On some occasions I had to help my mom clean houses to earn money. At the age of thirteen up until I was sixteen I was cleaning houses for the people we longed to be. I got a glimpse of a life I have never known. For the most part my mom’s boss was nice, but her family was ignorant at times. They would ask me where I have traveled and if I’ve been to all these kinds of expensive places. When I answered no they asked why not. I guess they didn’t comprehend the fact that my mom and I were cleaning their dishes and making their beds for less than the minimum wage to be able to barely afford the rent of the small room we all

Life is full of challenges. In the stories, “Breaking Through Uncertainty-Welcoming Adversity” and “Neighbours,” written by Jim McCormick and Lien Chao, the main characters illustrate benefits derived from taking risks. Even though both people in these texts undergo personal challenges, in “Neighbours” the character, Sally, receives greater benefits from taking risks than McCormick in “Breaking Through Uncertainty-Welcoming Adversity”.

Since I was a child, my mother would tell me to try my hardest in school. She told me thought thing because as a child, she never had the opportunity to go to school. She only completed up to 4th grade, because her family couldn’t pay the tuition to attend. She would had to wake up at 4oclock in the morning to sell food, to make a living for her family. We were fortunate enough to be able to come to the United States in 2005, but tragedy happens a year later. She received a phone call, saying that my father was in a serious car accident, on the night of Christmas Eve, he passed away. Since then my mother, became a single mother having to support two children by herself in a new country. There

Throughout the seventeen years that I’ve been alive I have witnessed all the sacrifices my parents have gone through ensuring I have a better future than they did. I come from immigrant parents that weren’t fortunate enough to continue studying. I myself was brought into the country when I was two years old so I could build a different path than the one my parents had to take due to financial reasons. Short after, my sister was born my mom got remarkably ill with Diabetes. I would watch in terror as my mother would lay in bed barely able to move. I held her hand, wiped her forehead, with a cool wet towel, and longed she would get all better. Being the oldest in the

Why I had to live in a country that as a women I didn’t have right to choose my education, clothing, marriage and divorce. Why I had to live in a country that its government scrutinizes the citizen’s beliefs and executes whoever criticize the system. These questions were in my mind since I was a teenager. However, I made my decision and I thought to myself that I would leave and I would built my life somewhere else; but first, I had to convince my parents and that was not easy. As a matter of fact, this was a very big deal for my family. No single women in my family had left the country by herself before. Although, my parents were familiar with my forceful character and they thought some of my aspirations tend to be unrealistic, but I had my mind set. I did my research and found the way through some friends to get out of the country. Finally, after long discussions, arguments and sleepiness nights, I was able to convince my parents to set me free.

During the year of 2014, my mom decided to move to Houston Texas. Before even graduating High school I was living the life of an adult, when my mom moved to Texas she decided to give me the responsibilities to stay with my two little sister for about two months. After the two months of stress having to come to school and taking care of my sisters I felt overwhelm and consumed. My Mom then decided to take my two sisters to Houston to live with her, now I am on my own. No words can describe how I being feeling this years, suffering from depression, humiliation, sadness and loneliness. Without my mom support who has completely giving me her back is even more painful. After all that obstacles during my last two years I have learned that is

I am a 12-year-old refugee from War-Torn Syria. Bashar al-Assad, the ruthless president had caused a civil war. As soon as my family heard about it we were very nervous. It was me and my brother: Alex, and my 2 sisters: Adina and Aliza. I was the youngest, everyone was speechless but me, my dad said, “Go pack your belongings in your suitcase. Then come down as much food and water.” Everyone nodded and we burst up the stairs. My youngest sister, Adina, was first one first one down. She was packing the food. I immediately burst down the stairs, into the kitchen and immediately start packing the water. We got a lot of food and water. I then just remembered something. I sprinted up the stairs as fast as I can. "Where are you going?" Adina asked.

When my family was traveling to United State, I realized the life had challenge me to make me survive. The first day was hurdle for me because I could not cook my foods, clean my home, iron my clothes etc. I was crying everyday when I remembered my mother because I acknowledged to all people that my mother had potential to do all that stuff. On the other hand, I could not do any of these things. At the same time I had a problem, which I could not find a driver, which could take me to my school until my father found someone to take me to my school by own car. His name is Aziz and he was kind to me. I admire my parents since they helped me and resolved any big problems that faced to me. When I missed my

The environment in which I was raised changed a lot as i grew up. When I was very young I lived in a extremely violent space due to my father and the only person I could depend on was my older sister, my mother was always in a different room due to what he wanted. Eventually she got brave enough to leave and take my sister and I with her to my Grandmother's house and send my father to prison. From that point for a couple of months maybe my sister and I were home schooled by my uncle and we felt safe and happy, my mom wasn’t home a lot because she wasn’t in a good place and she had to work. He helped raise us I’m not sure why maybe it’s because he just a good person or he felt bad for my mom either

Walking through life can be hard. Especially, when it feels like the one person that is supposed to love you doesn’t. When I was eight years old I learned one of the most valuable lessons I could ever learn in my whole life. It was a hard thing to go through and watch but to this day it makes me who I am. Some people aren’t worth the anguish they put others through. Just let them go.

In life, we all go through challenges and it’s either we face them or walk away from it. Growing up, people will always have different ways of handling things that happens in their life. We can’t know what could happen and how we handle it because life is unexpected. As I see it is that if you tend to keep making the same mistakes, you’ll never get passed your past and if you learn from all of your mistakes, you can move forward with your life. Everyone has faced their challenges in their own way and not everything in life will be easy because I can tell you right now that no one’s life is perfect. Everyone has their flaws, but they're perfect in their own way possible.

Life can be challenging sometimes. As we grow we might make some good decisions or some bad. Making healthy choices can drive an individual into healthy habits. These habits might be a problem though and lead an individual to being obsessed about. It can control his or her life. While some individuals might control his or her healthy habits in a good way. In this reflection paper for week three, the reader will get to understand how I myself Carlene Marable stays healthy with my habits.

Ayahuasca, a Quechuan word meaning vine of the souls, or spirits or vine of the dead, has been used in sacrament for over two millennia. There exists a retreat that can provide a new experience and deeper healing to those in need. People have attempted several different techniques, but nothing has given them the healing that they truly are desperate for. Life is a hard journey and at times people feel as they have climbed mountains only to be pushed off the other side. Getting up can be hard, but there are so many helpful resources to fit the many types of healing needs. In today’s society, doctors often prescribe handfuls of medication to help in the healing process, yet for some this attempt at numbing the pain just doesn’t work. Others look to a higher power for answers, and others start a pattern of self-medication that can quickly spiral out of control, therefore making things much worse. Deep in the mountains of Peru, shamans perform ceremonies for those who have tried, without relief, to heal their pain. The ceremonies involve drinking a mixture of the rare ayahuasca vine, and other plants found in Peru that contain DMT, such as the chacruna or guambisa.

“Please, stop! You cannot take my children away from me!” yells my mother, as my father is trying to take my little sister and brother out of our home in the freezing cold. It is 30 degrees Fahrenheit outside in Texas in December of Christmas Eve night. My mother and father had just got into an altercation and my father was being extremely abusive towards her. I was only five years old; moreover, I remember feeling unbelievably scared. What was suppose to be a fun, loving, evening turned into one of the most terrifying, dramatic, life changing moments for my mother, myself, and three other siblings. My mother threatened to call the cops if my father did not give my siblings back. Fortunately, my father departed and without a doubt my mom told us to pack our things and grab as many clothes as we could. This was not the first time I had watched my mother abused; nevertheless it was finally the last. She was exceedingly distraught, but she recognized that we could not live like this any longer. We ended up staying with my grandparents and what was supposed to be a couple of days turned into six years. My mother decided to raise us four by herself with the help of my grandparents. She worked three jobs to support us along with making, as much time for us on her days off, however I knew she was extremely exhausted. She did her best to put all four of us in sports and summer activities and even made sure to have our doctors and dental visits scheduled regularly. But those medical