My Journey Of My Life

Growing up parents expect the most out of their children, but in some situations I felt like my highest standards were my own. Never had I experienced such distress and isolation as I did in my 8th grade algebra 2 class. I knew myself, and I had always been the type of student to adapt quickly and learn information easily, but when the time came for graphing these impossible functions or solving inequalities with irrational numbers I felt the start of a heavy journey. Not only did I have to worry about myself and how well I could do on the tests that would be fundamental for my gpa, but I also had to overcome feeling like a burden to the rest of my class who seemed as if they were strolling down the park with no worry. Thankfully, one of my math teachers noticed my struggle and offered extra help leading me to spend time after school for tutoring. During those tutoring sessions all I thought about was moving forward with each math standard that came along the way.

A month into my seventh grade year, I walked into my teacher’s classroom, Mrs. Wong, and never have I felt so imperfect. I told her I did not grasp the course, Algebra 1. She refused to let me drop out of her class by explaining to me how important math is, and how it’s very easy to learn and use in the real world. I could remember every day after school, the same routine- cool winds running through my hair while I ran back and forth on campus alternating from the season’s sport to tutoring. My dad would yell at me saying, “Get your head out of the gutter!” during games, since I was studying math. At the end of the year, I took the District Wide Assessment for Algebra 1. To my surprise, I received an advance score. That year, I gained something

It all started on that fateful day. I was in my first block, study hall, one of the hardest classes to fail of all time. It was the very last day of the semester. Wearing my usual, a hoodie and blue jeans; I sat there doing nothing, like everyone else. I didn't have that many classes where I actually do any work. There was easy math, simple Spanish, and effortless choir. We had a substitute teacher for study hall, Ms. Shultz. She was a very kind teacher. Since nobody had homework or anything else to work on, she let us play Pictionary.

School wasn’t always the easiest thing, and I did get in trouble when I was younger for speaking to seat partners, or reading during lessons, but my thirst to learn new exciting things remained and was never completely satiated. When I was 9, I was called into the guidance counselor's office to take a test. After my results came back, there was a a meeting between my teacher, my parents, myself, a teacher I had met a few times during mathletes practice, and a few other school officials. I didn’t really understand what was going on, just that the table we were sat at was the biggest my young eyes had ever seen, and that I was to be starting some sort of Program for Academically Talented

My mother responded “what’s wrong.” I then told her the bleak news on that sunny day on our vacation in Cape May. My schedule for the upcoming junior year was released that afternoon and I didn't just get the hardest math teacher, I got the hardest teacher in the whole school period! It was my worst nightmare. The first day I walked into class, one of the first things that came out of the teacher’s mouth was “test are worth 60% of your quarter grade, so if you mess up on one, your average will be in the toilet.” “Oh boy” I muttered under my breath, “I’m in for it this year.” But believe it or not, as the class went along, I actually liked the teacher. And even more shockingly, I enjoyed math. For the first time ever I truly liked math, and it was because it was hard. I know that seems paradoxical, but it was true. For the first time ever I had to work at math, and I mean really work at math to receive a good grade. But during those hours and hours of work I gained an appreciation for the subject. It was no longer cold hard numbers, but rather I saw how everything was in harmony in math. I started seeing equations as puzzles and I was Sherlock Holmes trying to solve the case. It was enjoyable, not because it came easy, it was enjoyable because it didn't come easy. I had more success in that class than I did in any other math class I ever had. I earned a 98 average and I also got a 100 on the midterm and

I. Personal Profile: As I ponder over my thoughts and reflect on where I am in my journey of spiritual growth, all I can do is just thank God for all He has done. My spiritual journey has been full of ups and downs, but I would not change any of it because I had to go through the things I have went through to get to where I am today. Before I started living fully for Jesus, I was just existing and living my life without a purpose. I was lost and was seeking validation from everyone but God. My spiritual journey did not start until I realized that I was searching for happiness in all wrong places, and that my happiness was found in God. Once I discovered that and began building a relationship with God, my love began to increase for Him and all He has done. I began to see things clearer and God started removing toxic people out of my life and molding me into what he created me to be. In this season of my journey, I believe God is taking me through the pruning phase. In john 15:2 it says, “Every branch in me that does not bear fruit, He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit, He prunes it do that it may bear more fruit.” Jesus is stripping me from everything that no longer serves a purpose in my life. He is setting me apart and preparing me for my purpose on earth. God is changing everything about me from the inside out, and removing anything that is not of him and making me more like him. He is making me very uncomfortable, so that I have no choice but to learn to fully

My journey the day I left my home country in search of a better life was not as pleasurable or exciting as I expected. Although it was not a long flight, the accumulation of unexpected vicissitudes during the trip made my dream of traveling an absolute nightmare. Not only my sadness to be leaving my family behind, the uncertainty to fly alone and for the first time, or my inexperience with the procedures at the airport contributed to this calamity, but even my neighbor on the plane added his bit of sand in the affair. All this situation was such traumatic to me that I even considered never daring to fly again.

We’ve all gone through journeys. Small ones, large ones, significant ones, insignificant ones, but journeys nonetheless. Even as I, Ananya Bhatia, being a 13 year old, have gone through many journeys that I am sure will keep impacting me later on in my life. I am an 8th grader who attends Salem Middle School and I’ve lived in Apex, NC all my life. However, I can’t say the same for my family. My parents and all the generations above them have all lived in India and have gone through different struggles and different journeys throughout their life. For this project, I interviewed my grandfather, Krishan Kumar Chopra, because he loves to share his experiences and I am very close to him. He was very excited to share this story with me and it made me rethink parts of my life and be thankful for what I have.

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.

My college applications were complete and I was on top of the world. My father couldn’t be more proud of my accomplishment. His face beamed with excitement as he enthusiastically told all of his friends, colleagues, and family that I was about to transfer to a university. The rejoicing didn’t last long, and came to an abrupt halt when I witnessed my father having a seizure and collapsing. He was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor that week and passed away the following summer, causing my life to take a drastic turn. Since my father was the only person I relied on, his passing had a major impact on my life. Yet, the hardships subsequent to his passing played a powerful role in the person I have become and fuel my pursuit of becoming an attorney.

On the date of October 27th 2017, me and my friend Tovah were on our way to a cabin in Branson for her birthday. While we were there we went shopping at Tanger Outlets and we went to The Haunted Lost Cavern at Top Of The Rock. Now in the essay below you will read about my memorable journey with my friend Tovah.

Jesus, in my life, is so much more than one thing. My journey through life has taught me new things about Jesus, and it began with my childhood. I grew up a Christian; going to church every Sunday and Wednesday was and is just part of my lifestyle. Being brought up in that environment is a blessing but also has its challenges. When I was a little kid I thought of Jesus as just someone we talked about on Sunday, I didn’t fully understand who he was outside of the bible videos we watched and when my mom and I prayed to Him each night. As I got older I began to really think about this person who my teachers said died for me and loves me more than anyone else. There was a point in my life where I really had to decide if I would commit my life to Jesus; not because people had told me He was real, but because I truly believed it in my heart. There is a story in Luke 18:15-16 where people began bringing the little children and babies to Jesus. The disciples tried to turn them away but Jesus said, “Let the children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the Kingdom of God belongs to such as these.” This story was read right before one of my Sunday school teachers asked if any of us wanted to accept Jesus into our hearts. I raised my hand and that is when I really began my walk with Jesus on a personal level. This added yet another level to who Jesus is in my life. I learn lessons from Him every day

My journey has been in many ways an attempt at finding myself and my place in life. Immediately after graduating High School I joined the National Guard. Partially because I felt compelled to do what I could after 9/11, but also because I had no direction in career or life. Truthfully, I just wanted to get as far away from my normal every day as possible.

It was in the years of my adulthood, about twelve years from my joining of the Child’s Union, and it was on my vacation; my vacation, that was, from Kim Chaek University of Technology. The windowless transport bus halted and recoiled, alerting me that my destination has been reached, and that I could depart to the residence of my humble relatives in the village of Sinuiju, which was a municipal city on the very edge of North Korea and China. I stepped from the ancient vehicle and began the walk towards the village’s center. There, I passed copious houses of plastered white structure and similar brown shingled roofs. Plantations were cultivated in modest amounts despite the frigid weather, and people looked as if they had fed on the crops. Up an inclination of crude concrete, positioned somewhat like gravel-built stairs, I greeted joyful faces of my aunt and uncle.

When I was a child, my father always came to me and told me a quote, but over the years I have changed it into my own and now I live by it everyday: “Tomorrow is a brand new day, and a gift from yesterday. If you’ve failed, rise from your ashes and create your own path and leave a trail behind because you cannot take others paths to live your life. Life is your adventure and what you make of it.” I have always loved life and the people that are in it. Since I was a child I have had the biggest dreams of going and doing anything I wanted to be and that nothing was going to stop me. To pursue and make that “any dream” come true I focused on these three things: being determined, encouraging others, and hardworking.