My Journey Of My Life

There I was doing 65 mph, I was behind my dad going straight when we came to a smooth curve I pulled in my brake a tad bit letting off the gas dropping down to about 50mph when I went off the edge and at that moment fear took over me not knowing if I was going to get hurt or go on the adventure of a lifetime!

I was raised in a middle class environment with an unorthodox family. I have three siblings, all of us adopted. My brother is named Ethan and we are two years apart from each other. He is also a mix of so many different races that I cannot keep track of how many there are. After him, there are my sisters, Jackie and Josie. They are African-American twins who are five years younger than me. They are very sporty and athletic, while I try to avoid sports as much as I can. I have both a mother and a father, Robin and Paul Schlegel, who were both born and raised in Indiana. I was born in Sheboygan, Wisconsin and moved to a town called New Palestine, Indiana when I was only a few months old. New Palestine is an average-sized town where everyone knows

Everyone says things come and go so don't stress so much about what you can't control.

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.

“Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanishes away.” James chapter 4 and verse 14. One of my favorite bible verses. Life is short, really short, and so many people take it for granted, I know I use to. Think of life like a puzzle, as you grow up, you keep adding pieces that make up who you are. When I got the question “What Am I Becoming?” I honestly had so much to write about but no idea how to write it. I know what I want to be but who I am becoming is the real question. So let me start at the very beginning.

My parents, Steve and Amy, have been married for 23 years and have three children, and I am the middle child. I have one older sister, Emily, who is a sophomore at Ball State and she is majoring in Finance. I also have one younger brother, Justin, who is a freshman at Pioneer. My sister and I are very different. She is very soft spoken and does what she is told when she is told. On the other hand I like to share my opinions, and not let people treat me badly. My brother has the same attitude as my sister, but looks more like me. My dad is a farmer and my mom works as an accountant at Westminster Village. My favorite family member is my Grandma. She is my best friend and we spend a lot of time together. I love just going to her house to spend time and talk to her. We are

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.

Somebody has rightly said “Life is a journey” and i completely agree with that person. In fact i believe, life is merely not a single journey, it is indeed a combination of various small journeys that teaches one or the other thing to a person and leave and ever lasting impact on his or her life. Today in this article, i am going to talk about one such journey of mine, which was for few hours but have left an everlasting impact on my mind forever. Delhi metro services- one of the best and the most commonly used transportation means in Delhi, it do not need and sort of introduction. But for the ones who don’t know it, let me tell you- few decades back METROS were once those trains which can only be seen in discovery channel or in some hi-fi foreign magazines and in developed nations.But

Connecting people with their heritage is very important, it gives people a sense of their true identity, exploring and learning about their culture and giving them some pride of where they come from. My parents started to plan this trip many months prior. Before going, my family and I had to get these antibiotic shots to protect us from any diseases at Nigeria. I remember getting multiple shots to my shoulder areas; couldn't feel my shoulders for days. My cousins and parents also arranged to take the same flight as they were planning to go to Nigeria as well. My dad wrote a letter to me and my sister's teacher explaining the reason for our absences from school as ware were going to miss almost 2 weeks of class. The day finally arrived On

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.

As we begin our journey into the world, even as high school students, it is not uncommon to hear those cliché sayings from our older adults. The stories of how our elders worked so hard to provide for their families, they wished they got an education to help making the ends meet a bit easier. Even when we are young and new to the world, we get asked the question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Even as little ones we already know that having a job, working and providing for ourselves and our family is how we are supposed to live. Finish school; go to college, get a degree and venture out into the working world, is in almost every American’s plan. It is almost as if as children we do not get to use our imagination of what we really we want to be in our adult life. Most of us grow up thinking our only duty in life is to work to make money.

Hi Kim, I just wanted to tell you a little bit about my story. I got sucked in when I was 21. At the time I was already having a crisis of faith. On top of that I became incredibly disillusioned with college. I was in the wrong major but at the time it just felt like my life was going nowhere. I prayed to God whom I didn 't even know if I believed in, and the rest is history. They were the first people to come along and I was so weak at the time I could be swayed whatever way the wind blew. I had an incredibly pushy bible teacher that basically tried to befriend me then would threaten to quit studying the Bible with me if I wasn 't making progress. And guess who defined what progress meant. It wasn 't coming to know who God is and coming to love him and his son. It was doing the assigned watchtower tasks. So I did them and was just kind of drug along for the ride. Eventually I was baptized, pioneering and going along with the flow. I had my doubts I can 't remember a time when I didn 't at least have slight doubts. But at the time I was doing what they said, partaking fully in there brainwashing program.

God opens doors and he opens doors for people who never believed they could be used by Him for his glory. He took me and literally ripped the doors off the hinges. In Proverbs 16:19 it says, “The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.” After 6 months of fundraising, planning, and even along the way doubting, I flew out April 14, 2014 to Jamaica. This trip completely changed my life from the traveling experience, to what I did there, and to the things people taught me there that I will never forget. In one week God completely wrecked my world.

My crew was about to make history. Legs in my chest, ankles in my thighs, head against the wall... I was ready for this. The words, “Everyone, out!” overwhelmed me. I had made my way down a thick rope, and saw the vast amount of people awaiting me. All the citizens were hushed asleep blind to what was to come. Nonchalantly, I took my recently sharpened spear out of my back pocket. It was time, and our crew made our first move. The whole scene was all a blur to me; sharp cries and agonizing grunts. We had made a victory and sailed off from Troy back home.