I will start by saying that this has been one of the by farthest emotional roller coaster semester I have been through since beginning of school. I came in thinking it would be a smooth ride, but then I realized that adding more field hours is challenging despite of having only three classes. Also, it still is hard to manage the workload from grad school and my own personal life. Nonetheless, I also feel that this semester has thought me a lot about myself and strengths I carry.
When I reflect back on my growth from the beginning of the semester, I can see how much I have grown as a social worker. I remember feeling so nervous, anxious, and incompetent when I started this semester, as I felt there were other great interns better then myself at my field placement. I am one person that has always doubted myself often, therefore, when I feel scared, and enter a field I am not familiar with, I doubt myself at first despite of knowing I am good when working with clients. It was not an easy transition due to other stressors proceeding in my life, but I managed to pushed through day by day. Further, since the beginning of the semester, I have learned that no matter the stressor I go through in personal and work life, I am a resilient individual. Not only I get the job done, but do not allow my feelings to interfere with my day, therefore, I feel this is a good quality to have as a social worker. I have seen how I have grown when viewing and working with cases. For example, I
One of my personal experiences that I had was when my family decided to move from New Jersey to Florida. I never planned on moving with them but my mother basically forced me into moving with them. It wasn’t really all that moving stuff because the new house was actually pretty nice, it was just I had all my friends there and I was doing well in school. Nothing I said convinced my mother so after a week of packing we was off to Florida. The first week being there was a horrible week. Nothing was going right for me, I missed the school bus for a whole week, dropped my milk on my new shoes, and tripped over nothing in lunch. It was just trying to move back but parents always have this life lesson speech about trying to make new friends and try to get used to being here until we move again. It’s been about a month since we moved to Florida and I met about zero friends but I got used to living here since I’ve found something that interested me as an after school hobby and that was fishing. There’s barley any lakes or ponds in New Jersey so fishing wasn’t really something you do as a time waster. I usually fished right after I got home but on that day it was rainy and it wasn’t really a good time to fish so I just decided to practice my free shots until it started raining hard. I think I was outside for about 20minutes and suddenly a couple kids from my new school asked if they can shoot
MY personal experience was visiting Busch Gardens for the first time in Tampa Florida. The scenery was extremely beautiful and a very playful place to enjoy during the holidays. As I walked in the smell of different food grabbed my attention. The food court was very clean, but I couldn’t eat yet due to the fact that I wanted to hop on the roller coaster. The roller coasters were so huge it was nothing compared to the fun spot in Orlando Florida. My skin started to shiver because they were going too fast, people were screaming and I wasn’t sure if it was due to happiness or being scared.
This semester proved to be the most difficult for me. I thought prior semesters were difficult; juggling my family’s declining health, school work, my teaching career, my two children and my marriage, however it became even more challenging. The death of my mother has been the hardest thing I have ever had to deal with. Be that as it may, I am thankful that I had my classwork to help keep me busy. It was part of my base line that stayed the same when everything else around me fell apart and changed. I was thankful for the group work, classmates, and peer review buddies that gave me words of encouragement and an outlet to vent. In the entirety of my counseling degree program I feel the one thing I have learned is that no matter what happens
This has been a life changing semester. I have grown as an individual mentally in ways I never thought I could. Through this class, my other classes, ROTC, and my job, I feel that I have begun to truly blossom into someone I am proud to be.
In my personal experience, the agents that I believe have influenced me the most are my family and peers. I think from the beginning and even before I was born, I was influenced by my family. I believe that the environment my parents were in, primarily my mother since she carried me, affected me in a good way. The reasoning behind this is because if my mother had suffered from malnutrition then I believe I would have been born with defects that would have sooner or later been detected. Since I consider myself pretty normal, then I think my mom did a pretty good job with me. Then after I was born and before I had friends when it was just me, the center of my parents, I was well fed. If not there could have been problems with my health, but there really wasn’t so I was in good nutrition. If a kid was malnourished then many medical problems could have arisen, to support my claims “if malnourished as a child, their growth may also be stunted, making them shorter than average (KidsHealth).” Also my parents are Catholic so I was raised in a catholic church, which has shaped my values that concern sex before marriage or how to be forgiven of my sins. As well as to how to take the word of god into my everyday life to support this “faith-based activities is good for the body and mind” according to a LiveScience report.
I consider my personal level of competence I had when I started this course was one of awareness and inexperience. In other words, I was aware of the cultural inequities that surround me and the field in which I work. As this course moved forward from week to week, I paralleled the reading material with my work experiences. It should be noted that I have little diversity in my caseload as far as race. However, I do have diversity in my caseload to do with life circumstances.
Friday, September 13, 2013 was my worst experience ever you want to know why? The purpose of this day was the day my mother 's decreased about 4 senescence ago from asthma attack furthermore, it’s not a light of day that I don’t absence my mother. The day was tenacious for us when I first determine she had decrease yet I was still developing and still in the schoolhouse, but I knew my soul was about to constitute due to losing my mother 's will modify the way I examine the universe.
Growing up I learned that I needed to mature at a younger age compared to my peers. I understood that a low-income, minority I needed to work hard to achieve my goals. One experience that shaped my life happened this past year. It was the day My family and I were being evicted from our home a couple of days before my birthday and right before the holiday season. This made me stronger, but it also changed something inside me. I learned that life isn't a game and that I should be grateful for what I have, because one day I could lose it all.
Friday, September 13, 2013 was my worst involvement ever why? It was the day I my mother's vanished about 4 decrepitude ago on she had an asthma attack furthermore, it’s not a light of day that I don’t absence my mother. It was tenacious for us when I first acknowledge she had decrease yet I was still imperfection and still in the schoolhouse, but I knew my affection was about to constitute due to losing my mother's will modify the way I examine the nature.
My first fall quarter at UC Riverside has taught me the most valuable information, opened my perspective on various topics, and has brought me the most difficult encounters.
Throughout the 18 years that I have lived in this world, there have been many valuable lessons that have come along the way with experience. Starting from getting up and ready for school on time to making sure my puppy eats and uses the bathroom. Everything I have learned has come from different situations I have been involved in. However, the most collectible event came when I was just 15 years old. Majority of my friends had been studying for their permit test, while I was at home continuing my “video game career.” Knowing myself really well, I knew that I would put off studying for a silly permit test until the last possible minute as I did everything at the age.
Everybody has a diverse environment in which they grew up in, and it is unique to the individual, never to be replicated. I have experienced this sense of variance first hand. Growing up with a father birthed in Syria and a mother from the coast of Long Beach, California, my childhood was, to say the least, interesting. However, everything that happened from my birth until now, all made me who I am today, someone I am very proud to have become after these seventeen years.
It is difficult to write about my life—not because I do not know what to say, but because I am often fearful of sharing my experiences and having them impact how people view me. My identity and upbringing are not necessarily unique, but I have been in situations that society tends to be uncomfortable with. Repeated sexual assaults, psychological abuse, neglect, and financial hardships are factors in my life that I tried to forget when I started college. Now that I am at the end of my undergraduate education, I realize that the obstacles I faced in my early life will never be forgotten. Consequently, I feel that it is important to share this information, even though it is painful to do so, because the last four years have opened my eyes.
One thing that I found made this semester an easier transition into a new life was encouragement. I am blessed to have a church back at home filled with role models and pastors who care for me. I would often find myself looking to them for advice, and in return I would receive encouragement. I also consider myself lucky to be able to come back to a dorm full of my two best friends who were willing to let me discuss my bad day to them. And again, in return, I received encouragement to just keep pushing. I did just that. I’ve pushed myself to here, and I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon. I realize that I have four more years of this life, and the only way I can continue to push is to lean of my friends faithful encouragement.
I remember my own engagement session back in 2010. At the time, I was even sure that we needed one given that we had our wedding just a few weeks away. I didn't know many other people who had experienced one either so wondered why our photographers had offered us the opportunity to have one. Boy, am I glad we did.