My Life Experience Essay

My life changing experience all began on June 3, 2014 when I was a Freshman in high school and things weren’t going the best. Struggles through high school are very common but for me I dealt with things I couldn’t even handle. I struggled relentlessly all through high school and with my home life as well , but I was never prepared for what happened that summer when I was 14.

Yes, everyone has their stories and their tales and I have mine. Out of the plenty stories that I have experienced and lives through, my elementary experience was are still is, my most memorable and crucial story of my life. It all started like any other kid’s story back in elementary school: woke up, get dropped off, learned something new, get picked up, do homework, sleep, and repeat. For me, it was slightly different and when I mean different, I mean lonely. Once I entered class, everyone was wild and someone had to say something to talk about and for me, I didn’t have anyone to go to. Once I wanted to speak to someone, I didn’t know how to start a conversation with them because how shy I was, and I didn’t know what to say that would interest them or relate to what they were saying. Since class actually started, everyone had to step down and do what they’ve been told by a superior power, who could make or break our day in a matter of minutes. When it was time for recess, that's when everyone started to become who they are, through actions with and to others on the playground with little to no supervision by adults. I had no one to go to and no where to stay, so I kept walking around the playground until the bell rung. Then we had to get through class and went home to end the day. One day was different and changed my little childhood life. During recess, a group of kids decided to come up to me and talk to me, even offered to join

My mother died four years ago from an asthma attack and not a day goes day that I don’t miss her! Initially when I found out she had passed away I was 15 years old at the time. As a result I knew my whole life was about to change; I would have a void in my heart forever furthermore, losing my mother would change my perspective of the world .Although it was hard to describe the pain that I felt, I can still describe her inner and outer beauty. Moreover she fed me and even freed proficient sleep Also, I was very proud of my mother for going back to school to get her diploma. In my eyes this made her a hero because of the obstacle that she had to overcome as an adult. To illustrate this point she got pregnant during her senior year and had dropped out. However, being the strong determine person that she was, she went back to school when he baby was six months old and earned her GED.

God’s calling on my life was unclear before I came to Evangel, I said many prayers asking God what his plan was for my life. While I still don’t know the whole plan he has slowly confirmed and revealed more and more of it throughout the time I have been attending here. Along with my “calling” God has revealed what it means to be a Christian and he has done that through people, sermons, and through the books I have read in Essential Christianity. While I may not know all of the answers, I know God will reveal more of it when the timing is right.

Five words kept replaying in my mine, “Promise me you won’t tell anyone,” and I did that; without hesitation, I promised. Overwhelmed with emotions that are churning through by body, I’ve realized that I’ve just made a statement that consequently, I would grow to regret. Feeling bemused and as though I can barely breathe, and knowing that I will betray her, the decision is made. Every part of my being knows that I must find him; at her expense.

As young as I am, throughout my life I may not have experienced as much as, say, an adult, but as young as I am I’ve had quite an eventful life. Therefore I believe that my history and my experiences are probably what, during my lifetime, have affected me the most. One of my main focuses will be how I’ve been affected by living outside of my home country a large portion of my upbringing. The second one is a more common situation, for certain children it’s life-changing, for others it doesn’t make a difference. Either way I think it’s quite an interesting factor to be considered concerning anyone whose gone through the experience. Naturally, what I’m talking about is the divorce of one’s parents. The final factor is something that comes hand

In life we all have something that has changed the way we perceive things. Most things that change a person’s perception happens to be an experience that they have gone thru and learned from. In my case it wasn’t necessarily an experience, it was a dog that changed my perception on life. My mind and heart was opened in a whole new way. I never thought I could love an animal just as much as I loved the people in my life. I always thought it was strange that pet owners loved and treated their pets the same way they treated their children. My perception on dogs or pets in general definitely changed. Throughout this paper you will see why I am a totally different person because of a dog that entered my life.

Me and a couple of friends were driving around on gravel one day, while we were waiting for pizza. The gravel road came to a t intersection. The driver thought it would be a good idea to drift left on the corner, which did not end very well. My Arm had went through the window and got cut up badly. My nerves were cut, I was bleeding out. I told one of the passengers to call 911 and which they did. I had pulled myself out of the car and flung myself out of the ditch. Then I layed down so I wouldn’t bleed out as fast, When the ambulance arrived the call that was made said my arm was broke, they were in for a suprise, I was bleeding everywhere so they rushed me to the hospital and decided they were gonna take me in a bird to iowa city for imidiate surgery. (continues to essay) I remember being in the helicopter it felt weird and felt like we were just floating. The paramedics were just telling me too keep calm and it’ll be alright, at one point I thought i was gonna die so I asked them, and they said no we got you. They took me in once we got there which I don’t remember because they had me all drugged up. I was in the first surgery for six straight hours. They had to attach my artiries and my tendons,muscles everything. I had another surgery the next couple days to remove more glass that was stuck deep into my arm. They had to take a skin graph off of my thigh to put on my arm and a 6 in vain out of my leg to put in my arm also, therefore i couldn’t walk that well either. The

I remember when it happened, it was a sunny day and I decided to take my new pink, sparkly bike and go for a bike ride along my newly paved street. I plopped on my helmet and began to peddle along the sidewalk. I could smell the sweet flowers as they whizzed by me, until I realized that I was no longer peddling. I pushed and pulled on the small brakes sitting on the handles as I began to speed down the hill. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest as I sped closer and closer to the electrical pole until I bashed into it.

Has anyone ever passed away out of nowhere in your family, and you had no idea what to do? When I was fourteen years old my cousin, Kelly Crawford, passed away. My family and I had a hard time with this. Kelly was only twenty-one when she passed. Aaron, my cousin’s boyfriend, was only twenty-two when he passed. They died a year and three days apart due to two different accidents. These situations taught me lessons that I would have never learned if these tragedies would have never happened.

It was a Friday night as most outings are, when the accident happened. They’re still trying find out what happened and who did it. There was nearly 60 people there when it started, but when it ended there wasn’t nearly as many people as before. The town is still getting over the whole thing. I can hear the screams of everyone and the colour of the flames and the smoke coming out of the house. It took the fire crew half an hour to get there, and it wasn’t even outside of the town. Everyone involved is still in shock or trying to get over it like everyone else.

I was born and raised in Pune, India and moved to USA at the age of 9. As my family navigated our upper middle class lives in Pune, people all around us suffered. They were born into poverty, with no money or food, and often no family to care of them. As I went to shopping malls and watched movies, I just had to look a few feet in any direction to be reminded of the fortune I had, and the misfortune others suffered. One of my earliest memories was of a child no older than 8, covered with fecal matter and dirt, struggling to pull his father, a blind quadriplegic, on a sled. The father, riddled with open wounds and fleas, was begging for money, flailing his body towards people he could not see. Not a single person even looked his way. Who was going to take care of the poor father and his son, ensure that they were both fed, deliver the medicine they needed? To this day, I wonder if anyone ever bothered taking care of them, and if either of them even survived. His desperate pleas continue to reverberate in my head, and the guilt I feel for not answering his pleas makes me feel like their fate was on my hands. That was the first day I felt helpless in my life, as I did nothing but watch poor father and his son from inside my car.

Although my life has only been a short sequence of fifteen years, I've come to heartily believe that life is only as good as what you make it. The effort I put in to be a good person has truly affected the outlook I have on life due to personal karma. These life lessons have recently come to my best attention and interests. True colors have surfaced immensely during the past two years that I have taken on the combats of high school friendships, relationships, and learning self-worth. Despite the pity I have thrown before, I can now boast with purpose, the distinctive endeavors I have overcome. Lessons learned from these hardships have taught me that the more I go through young, will have been worthwhile and much appreciated as I grow older.

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 goal in life is to be a great friend and wife to my fiancé. An exceptional and admirable mother that teaches her children not just right and wrong, but how to be healthy, happy, successful, responsible adults who can do the same for their families. I don’t want to lose sight of who I am and the person I am meant to be in the process. All the while, enjoying every bit of life and making every moment count.