My Life : Ralston Mckenzie

Matt Jarrett is a native of Woonsocket, Rhode Island, and is one of six children. He grew up going to catholic schools and attended Mount Saint Charles Academy. Mount Saint Charles Academy was not the typical high school; they were the number one catholic boys hockey program in the country. During Matt’s time at Mount Saint Charles, he excelled in the classroom and in athletics. He was a member of the hockey, baseball, and soccer teams. Matt was All-State in all three sports and was the team captain of the hockey and baseball teams. He was able to do something that not many people are able to say they have done; win four consecutive state championships with his hockey team. Because of the success he had in hockey, the Sioux City Musketeers

Would you ever accept a leadership role to a group of beat down patients at a mental institution knowing the consequence would be death? Randle Patrick McMurphy does just that. McMurphy, a con man who seeks institutionalization, becomes a role model for the inmates at a hospital. These male patients are lifeless human beings who fear the institution and its ruler, Big Nurse Ratched. Nurse Ratched runs the ward like an army prison camp with harsh and motorized precision. Nurse Ratched controls the inmates in every way possible, and they have no freedom. When McMurphy comes along, the inmates realize he is their rescuer,

In third grade I began my first official Sheridan sports team. I was now officially making my way to becoming a general; before that I didn’t have any idea of what being a “general” meant. At the time I was attending Thornville elementary and the majority of my friends at my school were just as pumped as I, for our first practice on the field beside the infamous Sheridan Middle school. The first few weeks of practice taught me nothing I wanted was going to be easily attainable, these coaches expected more out of me than I had ever been accustomed to. The bar they set for us each day pushed us to new heights we had only dreamed of.

Writing about a past experience I had in the ER. I was not able to shadow a doctor this week so instead of writing about an experience I had this week I just changed it to one Ive had. Still made it relevant and enlightening.

I was born on March 24,1999 in Eastland Memorial Hospital. My mother, Shana Davis, and father, Wayne Davis, both graduated from Tarleton University in Stephenville Texas. I have one brother who's older than me by a year and four months his name is Justin Davis. I attended elementary school at Siebert Elementary School. I was one of the youngest in my class and had struggled cause I always felt smaller and was very hostile. But as I started to grow I found myself starting to become less hostile, as I found myself being welcomed as a friend. I began playing sports when I was in the third grade I was always fascinated with football it had been my way to get away from everyday life. When I got into middle school and high school I got

Cozumel was next on the itinerary but we had no clue what we were going to do there with no excursion booked. When we arrived everyone was running off renting jeeps or taking a taxi but we just stood there looking clueless. This being our first cruise we really didn't know anything about things to do in Cozumel. I stood there thinking "I should have done a little more research on Cozumel". Paul and I were discussing our options when this older couple approached us and introduced themselves, "hello I'm Bill and this is my wife Jennette, we could help but over hear that you are first time cruisers and being unsure of what to do." I laughed and said "Yes we're a little nervous about wondering around in a place we've never been before". The conversations went back and forth for a little while until Bill spoke up and said "why don’t you guys just come with us for the day? "We know of a place you guys can swim at the beach". We we're a little apprehensive to accept their offer at first but we did decided to go. There's way several thoughts running through my mind like "are these people going to take us off and kill us or leave you without a way back to the ship. We took a taxi through town to this ravishing little resort named Occidental Cozumel. It was a burnt orange stucco building decorated with local Mexican décor laced in copper. There was vibrant colors all throughout the breeze way leading to the beach. As the beach came into view I whispered into Paul ear "this look

I met HIM, my person, my partner-in-crime when I was 22. Our anniversary is August 22. We were celebrating our anniversary two years ago today when we decided to buy tickets to see you on the Red tour. The best seats I could find were in row 22. It was meant to be!

“You look nice today, Y/N.” He tried. Were you hearing the boy right? Did Warren Worthington just attempt to say something nice to you? He couldn’t possibly be nice to you, you two don’t get along; no matter how hard you tried.

On April 4th, 2001, a young man named Ryan Judge was born in a hospital in Munster, Indiana. I haven’t always lived in Lowell, in fact for the first year of my life, I lived in Cedar Lake. When I turned about one year old, my family moved to lowell. I can’t remember anything really important in the years before school, being that I was so young. When I started school, it was quite weird actually. Going to a place to learn, for seven hours a day. I started to notice how small I was when I saw the other kids. For some reason, they were all taller than me. Most people would think that I was bullied for this reason, but I never was. It has never really become an issue in my life, because of one thing. Even when I was younger, I loved to make people laugh. It

It was a beautiful summer day at church. I was just 12 years old when I heard his voice. I heard him before I saw his face. This was the day that I met someone who has changed my life.

After getting our welcome in Jamaica the first part of our cruise, we were attracted by the clear blue ocean. When you go father on the island you see the Jamaican flag, marijuana leaf signs, and posters of Bob Marley. We had decided to get a taxi tour guide. Getting a tour guide was one of the best things to do. He talked us to a waterfall, outdoor bar called the ocean on the ridge, then shopping. Our tour guide was fun. He taught us two Jamaican song’s and how to speak Jamaican Patois and we all had the funniest conversations together. After the tour was done we still had a lot of time left. So, we went out to eat on the beach and got back on the

Gay and Straight Alliance Club, a memorable experience where I got to talk to various LGBT people who were such outgoing and humorous people, they really demonstrate on how people that have a considerable difference with each other should really act. I was a lucky I had an extremely helpful friend that recommended to come over to Gay and Straight Alliance on Friday at lunch, she said that they were held every Friday and that it would be a great place to go for my observation. I was skeptical at first because I don’t like to take on new experiences plus that fact that it might really not be the best place to go for my observation, but either way I still chose to go. On Friday, February 14, I was in a frenzy to try and find someone I would

Our official journey began on August 2, 1997 in Las Vegas. That was our wedding day and my official entry into married life. Tim and I said, ?I do? in Clark County, Nevada. The clerk declared us 'best friends for life' in a ceremony with just the two of us. That declaration was more profound and welcomed than one any priest could have made.

I have met this amazing man a year ago, he completely changed my life. He made me a better person. He is my equal and he is my world. It is only

During my sophomore year in high school, we had a Career Day with several guest speakers. They had split us up by gender, the girls stayed on the right side of the school while the boys stayed on the left. We could not enter the opposite sides considering we had presentations concretely for each group. As the boys had speakers to discuss the development of a gentleman, we had speakers addressing topics relating to makeup and on how to be a lady. Towards the end of the day, my friends and I decided to choose our last presentation randomly. As we entered the room, there was this resplendent woman with a surprisingly cordial atmosphere. She addressed us as if we were her own children; you could sense the love she had for positivity before she even commenced to speak. She gave us a background story of her childhood during our age, for she too had struggled with accepting herself with all her insecurities. She described her several encounters with bullying and how it had impacted her self-esteem even though she appeared so vigorous and confident. I admired that about her the most, not once did she ever show the slightest bit of weakness, yet she too had relatable problems. Then she mandated us to indite down the worst thing someone had ever verbally expressed about us, even if it were of our own