My Life Experience

For the majority of my life, I had been shy, even though it didn’t seem like it most of the time, I was scared to death when I met new people. I know that it sounds extremely trivial, but I feel that when you first meet someone, you’re ultimately giving them their first impression of yourself and that is a lot of pressure. It seemed almost certain that I would lead a life of being a social wallflower until March 2017, more specifically, March 28th, 2017. This day was and still is important to me because I learned how to be confident, and through my experience, it taught me something that I will hold onto forever. Prior to this day, I was an extremely introverted person and rarely went out of my way to make friends. As a volunteer at day

Even at school, not everything is done like any other school in the country. The program is rather slow, whereby not everyone attends class every day and especially during summer seasons like this, we are allowed free breaks regularly. Together with my friends Jay and Kevin, we structured a plan for a road trip outside town. Ideas like these usually pop out in our conversations, but never once had we been able to make them happen. This was our lucky day since the plan directly fit to the free break the school principal had allowed due to the surging heat in that Friday afternoon. It was one of those golden moments in life when one feels everything is falling into place.

I think most people have an event in their life when time seems to stand still, momentarily freeze. That one moment, for better or for worse, has the potential to change your life. It may lead you to question yourself, your life path, how you want to live your life from then on. For myself, time stood still September 4, 2016. My daughter was seriously injured in a playground accident. I was there for the accident, took care of her during recovery (as a mother should), and encouraged her to fight to get better. That incident made me realize what I am made of, what I am capable of.

It was a dark and perspiring night as the wind was breezing on my face. My parents and I went to the entrance of the airport in Ethiopia. The date was September 15, 2017 and that day was the day that we were leaving Ethiopia. We had stayed there for one month for a vacation and to meet our other family members. We went at 7:30 pm and the flight was at 10:30. We went a bit early because it is better than being late. Also, if a problem insists, we would have time to fix it but that wouldn’t happen,...right? Honestly, I didn't think we would've gotten on the airplane that night because of that horrible incident. It was the most meaningful experience of my life because it made me surprised when I heard that our visa was expired. All this time we did not check that the visa stamp said that September 14 is the day were leaving in the month that we stayed there. We told the people who worked at the Immigration that we were leaving on September 15 but their mistake caused us to be a problem when we were about to leave Ethiopia. We had to be in a rush so we didn’t miss the airplane flight. For that reason, the life lesson that I learned is that managing your time is crucial when it comes for many reasons. We came a little early so would get the process before the flight done and if something happens, then we would have plenty of time to do something about it. If we didn't manage our time and we came later, we would probably miss our flight or we would've gotten really

It was a fine day in Bentonville, Arkansas. I was thinking about all the fun that I would be having this summer with my two best friends, Percy Ross and Warren Drews. It was three o’clock and it was finally summer. This was a great year since I had no major injuries unlike last year when I broke my arm. The following six months were the worst months of my life. To make it even worse, it was during summer. I was injury free for an entire year, until the break occurred.

My life before everything was pretty normal, before in a way I was forced to mature at a young age and face that the world does have its problems.i lived in a pretty big house, or at least it was big when I was 7. Me and my two sisters always played and had fun. I played soccer, did cub Scouts and raced soap box derby cars. One of my favorite games to play with my sisters were either rolling an egg or a soda down the driveway, we would then drink it, The soda not the egg. We went to a gifted and talented school and had a bunch of friends. My life was good. But my parents fought

When I heard the engines starting, my eyelids collapsed and took slow breaths to not hyperventilate . I was nine. I inhaled sharply, and my hands gripped my mom’s arm tight as fear of death washes over me. I don't want to die. God don't let me die. Next thing I knew, we were high up in the sky. I looked out the window, wispy clouds dancing in the air. July 2, 2009 was when I boarded the flight to the U.S. As the plane skidded to a halt on the runway, I knew my life would be different.

Throughout my life, I have made many changes, taken on many challenges, and accomplished many goals. Before now, I have not spent much time or energy examining my motivations, attempting to determine how or why things turned out well, or did not. However, currently I find it necessary to do just that, as I am beginning a new chapter in my life: college. As I move through my first year of college, at the age of fifty-six, I feel I do not have the time to guess at what will lead me toward the best possible outcomes. I need to be clear on what works and what does not. I can think of two important experiences I have had in my adult life, one motivated by intrinsic values, and one by extrinsic factors. An examination of both may give me better understanding of how I can make the most of my education.

I’ve never thought of myself as a hero. I never will. However, I must admit that what happened one summer day changed my life forever. When people ask me, “What was going through your mind” or, ”How did it feel” I can't give them a simple answer. Saving someone’s life, while putting your own in jeopardy, is an experience, not a story.

July 3, 8 AM in the morning Woke up thinking that this camp is going to be amazing and it is going to be one of my most memorial times of my life. I got up and got ready to leave my home sweet home, I reached there and when I pulled up in the schools parking lot it was kind of awkward. When I reached their everybody was just watching me in the car but I shook it off because I thought that everybody probably had those moments, so I hopped off the car and loaded my luggage on the bus and stood there with my friends while my parents were talking and meeting with new people. At last it was the moment of Good Bye so I gave my parents a hug and got on the bus with my fellow friend Aarav, the bus ride was an hour and around 15 min. The bus ride was fun so we barely knew when time passed by and we reached our campus " Snively''. When we reached there we had to take our luggage and put it in the main hall, we were asked to take a seat on the couches and we found out our bunk mates in one room and with a coincidence I was in a room with everyone I wanted to be with. So we took our luggage and put it in our rooms, when we came back down the Councillors Jeremy and Savaugn took us on an adventure in the forest so we will be well familiar with the area. We had to walk on tight ropes with a partner on the other side then we had to take a rope than swing to the other side of the half which was super fun. The next adventure was we hall had to stand on a really huge seesaw and we had to

I still remember what happened the night that I thought my life was going to change completely, and I knew it would be a struggle for me both emotionally and academically. That night my parents had gotten into a huge argument of which my dad was hiding something from my mom and his phone and everytime she would bring it up he would get really tense. Yet that night he couldn’t handle it anymore and began to yell at my mom which made me be in shock and scared. I started to panic and had no idea on what to do except to cry and yelling them to please stop. I started to feel pain in my chest and that’s when I realized my anxiety was starting to kick in which was the worst feeling. My mom noticed what was happening to me and stopped yelling and ran up to me to calm me down before my anxiety would get worse. The rest of the night the tension was still felt in the air and, I knew that from that day forward nothing will ever be the same at home, and I wouldn’t be the same person both in school and home. When I had gone to school whatever my teachers were talking about or teaching I was unable to focus. I still did any work that was assigned to me, but it wasn’t all of my effort that I could have put into the assignments because the dark hole was slowly pulling me in deeper to it. I knew that this changed would be something that would take a while t

Starting in my eleventh-grade year of high school, I never knew all the changes I would experience. I attended Chickasaw High School in Chickasaw, AL. It was a little school, which had about five hundred students in total. I did not live in Chickasaw like all the other kids. I lived about twenty minutes away in Mobile, AL with my dad and stepmom. I went to this school because my stepmom (LaRae) was a teacher there. Also, I was like most girls in high school, I had a high school sweetheart named Michael Matthews. I thought my eleventh-grade year of high school was going to be a great and memorable experience until I found out some horrible news.

I am ordinary. I have lived in amongst poverty and on the edges of war, but I am ordinary. But let me sit you down and share some extraordinary things that I feel have happened in my life.

It was a dark and warm night as the wind was breezing on my face. My parents and I went to the entrance of the airport in Ethiopia. The date was September 15, 2017 and that day was the day that we were leaving Ethiopia. We had stayed there for one month for a vacation and to meet our other family members. We went at 7:30 pm and the flight was at 10:30. We went a bit early because it is better than being late. Also, if a problem insists, we would have time to fix it but that wouldn’t happen,...right? Honestly, I didn't think we would've gotten on the airplane that night because of that horrible incident. It was the most meaningful experience of my life because it made me surprised when I heard that our visa was expired. All this time we did not check that the visa stamp said that September 14 is the day were leaving in the month that we stayed there. We told the people who worked at the Immigration that we were leaving on September 15 but their mistake caused us to be a problem when we were about to leave Ethiopia. We had to be in a rush so we didn’t miss the airplane flight. For that reason, the life lesson that I learned is that managing your time is crucial when it comes for many reasons. We came a little early so would get the process before the flight done and if something happens, then we would have plenty of time to do something about it. If we didn't manage our time and we came later, we would probably miss our flight or we would've gotten really

Throughout my life, I’ve had the opportunity to call several places my home. Coming from a military family, moving is not an uncommon occurrence, though I have been fortunate enough to only have lived in three states, Virginia, Arizona, and Texas. Each different place has had a unique effect on who I have become today and my goals.