My Journey For My Life

A lot of people wish that they can have someone to guide them through the journey of life. The ups and downs and the trials and tribulations. All this time I didn’t know that I had someone that was in my corner that I would consider to be a mentor. I didn’t see him as my mentor until two years ago. My mentor is my older cousin Isaiah, he is a mechanical engineer at General Electric. He has brown hair, brown eyes, and he’s athletic. Isaiah is caring, understanding, and very intelligent. Me on the otherhand, I am determined, honest, and very stylish. I have brown hair, brown eyes, and I’m short. He is twenty four years old and he is a graduate from Miami University of Ohio. Growing up there was a big age difference between us, but as we got

Though two years older than I, he was a special child who required much direction and patience. Due to our limited resources he was not properly diagnosed or treated. Yet I would ensure that my brother ate, would be ready for school on time and I walked with him to and from school. He was often bullied in school but I was always there to protect him. This self-imposed responsibility greatly influenced me to be courageous and to speak out for and help others. It also provided the opportunity to make a contribution within the dynamics of our small family. As I came into adulthood, I continuously searched for ways in which I could be purposeful on a grander scale thus stemming my desire to study law. Yet, my life took a different

I was shocked. I had never experienced something this horrific. I began to think that our life as a family would be over, due to the stress, heartbreak, and sadness our family would go through in the years to come. I went online and searched spinal defect and regretfully clicked on the images, I began to ball in the waiting room. I ran straight passed my dad and went to the restroom. I stood there looking at myself in the mirror for a while. I than began to think about how my mom would feel in this situation if I was crying she must have wanted to die. I jolted out the restroom and asked my dad what room my mom was in. He told me and I began to run towards the room, many of the nurses told me to stop running, but I ignored all of them. While

My Spiritual Journey is my walk with God and Jesus Christ, from whom l seek solace and guidance every second, minute and hour of my day. Decisions that l make daily be it personal, educational and spiritual are based on what l feel is the Godly and ethical way. At a very young age, l was introduced to God and this when my walk with God began. Being raised in a Christian household l was taught about the importance of God and how he “supplied all our needs.”

I grew up in a remote rural village in Rift valley-Kenya, my family and friends expected me to join the Kenyan police like most of my relatives, but my life would follow rather a different course. Unfortunately, in 2012 my father died of meningitis. It was hard watching him in a hospital transition from a strong man to a mere shadow of what he once was. The most prominent memory I have is when one night, the hospital machine began beeping louder and louder as my father laid comatose in his bed. I knew something was wrong and rushed to the nurse station, but no one was there. I looked around in the hallway, but my search was in vain. When I went back to my father’s bed, it was already too late. He was gone. I was deeply affected by his passing and felt like I was now the surviving father of my family and had to soldier on to comfort my siblings. Desperate, I turned to God for answers. I needed to know of God’s love and my spirituality became a guiding force that brought peace and happiness in my life. I became a youth pastor and a Sunday school teacher for a local church in Kenya, a role in which I acquired leadership skills and a gained a better understanding of the western medicine. Due to those tough times and other instances of medical neglect in my village, I generated a deep desire to help my fellow villagers thence began my life-long pursuit to become a physician.

At this point in my life, the last thing I expected to do was to have the courage to follow my lifelong dream of being in the healthcare profession as an Occupational Therapist Assistant. But, a heartfelt presence remained within me when I first became introduced to this field as a young woman working at a hospital. There was also a calling to assist individuals and contribute to their care and recovery in their daily lives that persisted throughout my life. Being in a position of making a difference in the lives of others is an extraordinary privilege that I do not take for granted. The dream of being part of this profession was put on hold but never forgotten, when my educational pursuits led me in another direction as an Elementary School Teacher where helping at risk students reach their fullest potential intellectually, emotionally, physically, and socially was both challenging and rewarding. My career for the past 8 years has been that of a Certified Elementary Teacher with a specialization in Bilingual Education in Spanish and English as a Second Language. I have been fortunate in this manner because I have taught underserved children in a lower socioeconomic school who are at risk of failing due to their classification of being English Language Learners. And for the past three years, I have enjoyed being the PreKindergarten Bilingual Teacher for these exceptional children and made lasting friendships with the staff and parents at this school.

In 2012 after completing high school, I immigrated to the United States from Jamaica with my family. At the time my father was operating a small painting and drywall repair company and my first job upon arrival was that of a painter and carpet cleaner. My humble beginnings allowed me more than just a present day sense of pride, but at the time a blank slate on which to plot the course of my life. These were exciting times, learning new cultural norms while navigating my way through a new academic system. Though my finances were often sparse, my will was fueled by a burning desire that propelled me towards the ultimate goal. Much to my delight when I finally achieved the coveted Doctor of Medicine degree I realized that the

The grey fog comes in, there is mist in the air, the cold wind increases my alertness and the uneasiness of everyone causes silence for a brief moment until the high pitched blow of a whistle starts it all. This sounds like a setting for a suspenseful corny movie but, really it’s just a typical game day here at San Francisco State University.

Two bedrooms, two bathroom apartment in Hollywood, California, I was living the life some people dream of. My school was in the Hollywood Hills on Laurel Canyon road, and it was like driving into the forest with tall trees on both sides of the narrow winding road, which made me think the bus drivers had excellent skill. The name of my school was Wonderland Avenue Elementary and it has a fence that was three chain links high so the mountain lions didn't terrorize us while we were at school. It was so cold in the mornings that the playground would freeze over and my friends and I would slide on the ice. This was no private school, but it certainly could have been with all the money it was funded through from the parents. I went to school with millionaire's children. My friend's houses looked like castles, they were so grand and lavish with modern appliances and granite countertops and had pools with waterfalls. I loved it, it was like going to a resort when I slept over.

Looking back, who would have guessed something that happened four years ago would have made me the person I am today, but as well as helped me choose the path of my future career. Four years ago I had started my first retail job with the outstanding company Claire’s here in Sterling. Working at Claire’s I learned that there was so much more than just standing at a register checking people out, and piercing ears all day long. Theres projects such as floor prepping, meaning getting the store to look new and fresh so customers have more of a reason to come into the store and shop. As well as the customer service aspect of things, where you have to give full one on one attention to your customers to help fulfill there needs.

When a child is born, its family raises it in hope for him to become successful. Inevitably time remains slow, yet it is constant. Thanks be to God that we wake up every morning knowing that we can rely on its consistency to creep on us as children grow older. A mother’s dream, with three children, is for the last child to live happily and a father’s is for his children to be cautious of the threats the world has within. But as a result of the values and characteristic that the child has developed, he chose his own path in life. He chose to become a pilot. When he reached high school, he learned that the best way to earn your career is to obtain a degree that certifies you in your profession. That is when he decided to attend Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University. There he wants to major in Aeronautical Science and someday earn his way to his own 747.

I just entered 9th grade in Hampton Bays High School. I enjoy playing soccer and I love photography, I think that it’s such a beautiful art. Before I came to Hampton Bays I was from East Hampton. Entered Hampton Bays towards the end of 8th grade. I learned a lot about transferring schools. I learned in many ways from negative to positive. People would always tell me that people in Hampton Bays were nice that I should be happy. That just entered from one ear and left right through the other. Now I have started to learn that I should be happy about starting a new chapter in my life. Because moving from place to place doesn't always have to be towards the negative, it can always be towards the positive. I think that everyone who has taken part of my journey in my life is part of who I am. People that I am close with, or not and just have only spoken to them once. I learn from them knowing what is right and what is not. No matter who the person is I learned something about them. That’s what I think makes me who I am, learning from others.

Growing up going to a Christian school it taught me a lot about the person I wanted to be a have now become. Experiencing life and incorporating the morales from the past is the biggest challenge of all. I felt like I always had faith as I have always believed in a higher power than myself. Living life through the lens of watching everyone you ever knew such as your parents, grandparents, exes and so forth all pass away; left me with confusion, frustration and more importantly I felt abandoned. I was able to close the last chapter in my life two years ago and something started to change in me. During all the chaos, I could not see all that was going on around me and I lost myself. I did not recognize the person I had become, the wife the mother, I could barely recognize her. I started to change the way I thought positively in October 2016. I knew I wanted more for my next generation, being that they have no family like I did growing up, I knew my husband and I needed to change our style of thinking and incorporate a strong foundation for our children and more importantly pave the road to a religious legacy that will last generation after generation.

The past three years of my life feel like the only part of my life where I have truly lived. The massive majority of my most cherished memories and greatest challenges have taken place within the last few years. On December 26th 2015 my mom surprised me with a intro flight at my local flight school as a Christmas present; it was a simple flight up and down the Miami coastline at five hundred feet right as the sun was setting, and I was hooked the instant my instructor Rudy gave me the yoke. Seeing the city lights ignite the coast as we calmly trekked over downtown Miami was an image that incited a sense of wonder and longing in me that I had never experienced before. That short one hour flight went by in an instant, and before I knew it I was back one week later to begin my journey to where I am today. Over the course of two and one half months I balanced sophomore year of highschool with my private pilot training, finishing two weeks after my seventeenth birthday on March 31st. The next week I started my instrument and breezed through it in two months, and I quickly moved onto my commercial. The biggest obstacle of my commercial training was Time. By the time I was done with my instrument and ready to knock out my next stage of training, I learned that one needed to be eighteen in order to take the checkride. This happened to work out nicely, as it allowed me to focus more on school and enjoying my accomplishments with some relaxing cross-countries to build time.

As a very small child I don’t remember too much, but the things that I do remember were seen through a child’s eyes that has made me the person that I am today and I will always have those memory’s with me until my last breath on this earth. In this essay I intend to show how my childhood and adult life to this point has influenced my life, my journey. By utilizing the adult development theories from this class I also intend on showing how they relate to my Life experiences and where I am today as an Adult student.