My Experience : My Personal Experience

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

Perhaps the most important skill I learned in these two weeks is to be able to think strategically. It’s all about having a vision of where as a leader I wanted to be and working to achieve that vision. I feel strategy, in its simplest sense, is deciding where I wanted to be and how I’m going to get there, and then taking the action necessary to do so. Therefore, I gathered as much information as I possibly could about where I really am, and don’t hesitate to say no what was not acceptable to me. For example, when I went to volunteer this week at the site my mentor was not there, neither did I know that he was out of town as he never mentioned to me. The person responsible for volunteers almost wanted me to not be there, as she was not informed. Although, I know they are doing me a favor, but I thought they have an obligation as well. I have been given too much run around, and it’s the end of my practicum I need to complete my project to present it to Khalsa School once they return from summer holidays. Not only that I promised them a presentation as well once they settle in. Therefore, I have a heavy load of things on my plate. Besides, I traveled from Abbotsford, and was stuck in traffic I can’t afford to let my day go to waste. Therefore, I asked the volunteer to get a hold of my mentor in Winnipeg and let me in to volunteer and showed her the emails from Cameron that this was planned. Everything worked out to my satisfaction in the end, but I had to hold myself and

My mother died 4 years ago from an asthma attack and not a day goes by that I don’t miss her. It was hard for me when I find out she had passed away because I was young and still in school but I knew my whole life was about to change and losing a mother will change the way I see the world. I would describe my mother as beautiful well education women. M y mother carried me for nine months, gave birth to me, she was the first person I seen when I opened my eyes, fed me when I was hungry, didn’t get no sleep for months when I woke up in the middle of the night crying, change my diaper, watched me smile every time I seen her face, she saw me when I first started to crawl, when I took my first step, said my first word. She was always there when I needed her. When I was upset she always there to make me laugh. When I needed advice she was the only one I could go too. She was a strong, loving, and caring mother who I always knew that was on my side, she would do anything for me and my brother and give us the perfect upbringing that made us the women and men we are today. She was the most beautiful I ever known. She was always was a huge part of my life and now that she gone I can’t talk to nobody else. When my brother called and told me that my mother was I the hospital the first word I said to him were “This can’t be happening”. My cousin took me to the hospital to see my mother but I received a call from my brother again to tell me she had died but it just didn’t feel

I spent most of my days immersed in a fantasy world while curled up with a science fiction book on my big brown couch in my living room. If I wasn't reading, I would be drawing cartoons, watching movies, teaching myself random skills on YouTube tutorials, or singing loudly along to my favorite songs. Activities like these filled my youthful and solitary days as I patiently awaited my parents to return home from work.

In a school setting I have very little experience working in groups. I have always been part of classes where presentations and work is performed individually. However, I like to collaborate with others. I am willing to do my best to help the group be successful in this class. In my job, we work as a team, which has helped me become more comfortable with team work.

Friday September 13, 2013 was my worst experience ever why? Cause it was the day I lost my mother she decreased about 4 years ago on Friday September 13, 2013 she had an asthma attack furthermore it’s not a day goes by that I don’t miss her. It was hard for me when I first find out she had passed away in yet I was still young and still in Middle school, but I knew my life was about to change by cause of losing my mother will change the way I see the world. I would characterize my mother's as a beautiful, well-educated woman. My mother’s carried me for nine months, gave birth to me , she was the first person I have seen when I opened my eyes, fed me when I was hungry, didn’t get no sleep for months when I woke up in the middle of the night crying, change my diaper, watched me smile every time I seen her face, she saw me when I first started to crawl, when I took my first step, said my first word. She was always there when I needed her, especially when I was sick. When I was cheerless she was always there to make me laugh. When I needed advice she was the only one I could talk to rather than my father. She was a strong, loving, and caring mother who I always knew that was on my side, she would do anything for me and my brother and give us the perfect nurture that made us the women and men that we are today. She was the most lovely women I ever knew moreover, she always was a big part of my life and now that she had left me I can’t talk to

Growing up with a single mother was a struggle. My mother had to work long nights, weekends, and holidays to provide a home, food, and clothing. In addition, my mother provided a safe atmosphere for me. My mother made it her mission to prepare me for the world, and she did an incredible job. I could not have asked for a better mother. Everything changed when one day while she was in the shower, my mother first felt a lump in her left breast. Cancer was something new to my family, so my mother was scared and unsure of what to do next. When she decided to get a breast exam, I tagged along. I was unaware of how dire the situation was. I went with my mother to a number of hospitals, including Howard University Hospital, to receive additional observations and later treatments. My mom was finally done with chemotherapy and the doctor told us she had little to no cancer cells left. My family was happy again, but this was short lived because of a couple of months later, my mother became very ill. She was then placed in a hospice, a place for the terminally ill. At this point my family knew the outcome; yet, I was not ready for her to leave. Losing my mother was the saddest period of my life because I had to struggle with loneliness, I was traumatized by the experience, and I had to adjust to a new living environment.

Through the semester I realized that it was all right for me to not have one specific learning type. Before, discussing different types of learners in College Transfer Success I always categorized myself as a visual learner. While I primarily learn through seeing things, I found that multi-modal is a more accurate description of my learning type. When I began taking my first college courses this semester, it became more apparent that I was multi-modal. Each professor I have had this semester teaches differently, for example, some lecture, show graphs, or have hands-on labs to complete. As discussed in class I experimented with what learning style was best for me based on my learning type. About three weeks ago I visited the Interactive Learning Center (ILC) to attend the Learning Styles Lab. Through the Learning Styles Lab, I matched the learning styles that worked best for my personality. At the end of the workshop, I found that using a combination of visual, kinesthetic, and auditory learning, was the best way for me to process information internally. Putting the theory that I was a multi-modal learner to test, I made recordings, drew diagrams, and color-coded my notes. In history, I concluded it was more effective to review my notes for the class when I recorded and listened to my notes. In English, I found that I like the interactive grammar lab she had us complete.

My palms are getting sweaty; I can feel my heart beating faster. I looked at the clock everything seemed to being going slower then usually. I wanted to get this over with, I wanted to finish this chemistry exam and get it done with. This was my exam the final material that was being marked and it was weight thirty percent of my mark. This test can make a huge impact on my overall mark. I studied very hard throughout the week but I still felt like I wasn't prepared. This test seemed almost impossible; it was almost like that one moment when I was young. Two wheels seemed impossible to me back then.

The teenage years of our lives are often the most challenging. From trying to find out who we are, having a job, and dealing with more rigorous academic work. However, as we approach our late teen years, we begin college and some of us get our first job. In college, we finally pursue that field we always dreamed of studying and make a new circle of friends. Even so, we often find ourselves and our actual interests. Throughout my time in Dominican, I hope to develop as a college student who is more responsible, overachieving, outgoing and that doesn’t give up by the goals I have set and will set every semester, the different academic and extra-curricular activities I become part of and identifying any possible challenges and solutions to them.

In this paper, I will illustrate my personal experience within the past few months by using my individual creations—i.e. dreams, active imaginings, and a few paintings. This experience is an ongoing process that allows me to look at the images carefully, take note of my feelings, journal freely, reflect, and analyze my creations and process using basic Jungian concepts, ultimately noticing the changes in myself.

I think that all of my lifes experiences even the hardships have defined how I've grown and matured. I've been told my times that I used to be a crazy, hyperactive kid growing up. That I used to not be able to sit still and constantly got into trouble. Some of the stories of I remember and some I think we're a little exaggerated from the truth. For the ones I do remember are the ones that I will remember for my whole life. Such as the times I would come home with bruises and cuts from day camp or the one of the many times I was sent to the my pre school's principal's office for causing trouble. Or the scar on my forehead that is constantly reminding me of my past self. And I wouldn't want any of my past to change, because it has taught me many lessons. Eventually as I got older my personality definitely was shaped by the friends I hung out with. My class in middle school was noticeably split up into those stereotypical school groups: athletes, gamers, gangsters/ delinquents,and the misfits. I spent my middle school time as a part of almost all of the groups. At the beginning I felt like being part of the athletes would make me popular, but I soon found out most of them were too full of themselves. I like playing sports and winning along side my teammates, but they stayed known as my teammates and not friends. Later I starting hanging out with the gamers and it was probably the most fun I had during my middle school years. Most of them became great friends of mine and I

When I first heard about this course, I immediately checked to see if completing it was a requirement to graduate. In all honesty, I have never been an individual who enjoyed public speaking or presentations at all and I actively avoided them when I could. Upon finding out that the rumours were true and it was a required course, I was filled with nerves. Though I came from a background in theatre and performing arts, there was something different to me about getting up in front of people and speaking the words someone else had written or the ideas someone else has had, as opposed to those that I had. I was only comfortable in front of an audience when I wasn’t myself. I didn’t expect to do well in, let alone enjoy, this class at all.

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 the ball with me. They

When I arrive to the hospital the only action I could obtain was to cry due to the proceeding of my mother’s death. The reaction I could obtain was gazing at my mother 's landing there in the hospital bed. When I arrive at my condominium my father was standing there waiting for us to arrive at the condominium. When my brother pulled up he walked into the house to meet me and my father. He embraces me and my brother as tight as on the other hand, he knew that losing a mother at an early age was tenacious to deal with on your own. He mentions to us that we were going to be all right considering she would be watching over us.