Major change does not come easy! There is always the fear of the unknown that prevents change. Me and my family had to sacrifice the stability of our life and what we had got in order to get to somewhere better. When I first came to US from Tehran, Iran(Persia), I had to adapt to the newly introduced environment quickly. I had barely one month to adapt and start school and I didn't want to feel behind of the other students. It was overwhelming for the first time to rely on myself to solve such a big problem without the help of others.I’ve been trying my best to get to the colleges that I want to get to despite the fact that I had way less time than the student who have started school in Junior High school and didn’t have time racing with them. …show more content…
It was devastating for my family to start over from point zero after all we’ve been through to get to where we were and all out efforts and moments of hardships.In the process of settling down, I had to be there for my parents at their lows. It struck me that I had to take responsibility for myself and those around me as an adult. I had to solve my problems solemnly and take responsibility for my actions despite all the pain and pressure that I had to take in and keep it in and let no one notice it. I also tried to keep my academic life untouched of this pressure that was caused after the migration and settling down from a much lower lifestyle that we had before migration, but they were moments that it had affected my academic performance. Also I felt the responsibility to become successful and not give up since my parents sacrificed so much for me to get here. I didn’t want all their efforts and all the pain and hardships that we took in go to waste, thus I feel that I have to pursue my studies and not give up no matter how hard it
Moving to an unfamiliar country during my teenage years is a big dramatic change for me. I dealt with a lot of anxiety and insecurities on how different I am from everyone else. To help me get started, I registered with just one class at my local community college. Living with my mother and to someone, I now call my father, I was
The transition from high school to college isn’t always easy but I will make it. Most students find it hard to transition from high school going off to college. Whether you’re going to college, going to a trade school, or even starting to work you are going to have to learn how to adjust to this new lifestyle. I think the process for me after gradation going a
My parents came from Mexico to the United States for a better life, like many other families. My parents were not privileged enough to make it past a middle school education. They worked very hard so that my siblings and I could succeed in America. Therefore, I felt bad whenever I asked for help on homework because what if they couldn’t help me? I never wanted to make them feel bad for not knowing English. Instead I struggled through it on my own because I was going to be the one they could depend on, later in life due to my education. Instead of letting my parents go through the struggle, I did everything on my own. I struggled so that they could later depend on me.
I don’t like changes. They frighten me, and I’m always afraid of losing my stability, but they are also the medium to achieve high goals. When I decided to move to the United States, I took a considerable chance. I had a terrific life, marvelous friends, and a lovely family; but I wanted more. Moravian College allowed me to take a step forward toward my dream. There I found incredible professors, with a terrific will of teaching and share their knowledge; I met peers and upperclassmen that became friends, and some almost family. The two years spent here were the most extraordinary of my life, but I believe it’s time to move.
Even as my older brothers were failing their classes and disrespecting my parents, I continued to set and achieve my goals while still being a pillar for my family. Even though I didn't have the same opportunities as my peers, I still enrolled and excelled at some of the hardest courses throughout middle school and high school. Even though we have introduced and gave home to two younger boys to our family and have shifted the balance once again, I still managed to maintain an aire of normalcy and maintain my grades. Even with three older siblings who have barely passed high school and one who didn’t finish at all, I am still going to be the first go to college and I do have lofty ambitions which I do plan to accomplish. Even though nobody could probably fathom or understand what I’ve been through, what I’ve seen, what I’ve felt, I am determined to not let that hinder me, and to make a future for myself without
My entire life, my parents have always wanted what was best for me. My dad, an immigrant who moved here at the age of seven, speaking not one word of english. He lost his father at the age of five, and his mother at the age of sixteen. Therefore, he practically raised himself. He graduated high school from Honokaa High & Intermediate School, but had no desire or intention to further his education. My mom, born and raised in Puna, had parents who were separated for majority of her life. A father who wasn’t very involved in her life, and a mother who chose drugs over everything else in her life, especially her five kids, my mother being the second youngest. My father, for all of my life, has worked six days out of the week, to provide everything I could ever possibly need; along with my mother, who has, at times worked multiple jobs at once, to support me, in
Change has always been a part of my life. One of the biggest changes happened when I was 15 years old. I started to think of college in my last years of middle school. Until then College was someone else’s reality. Not many people from my community attended college. They felt that their futures were supposed to be spent being a clerk or fisherman. The change happened on a trip to visit mainland college towns, explore possibilities beyond the islands cultural landscape
My mother became depressed, my father became disabled, and my brother was skipping school. I continued going to school from eight until four, which was a big relief in my life because it made me forget the hard times. My grades slowly began to decline, as well as my motivation. I gave up many opportunities such as attending New York’s number one specialized high school. I recognized my mistakes and was able to identify my failure. School was not the only place where I lacked interest in because I also slowly started to push my friends away. As a young teenager, I did not think I would ever make it to college. I became frustrated at my parents because my life was ruined and it was all their fault.
Consequently, this experience has given a lot of talk about me. I define me a strong person, having difficulties, feelings through, without my family and friends. I know I can do this. I am more confident and calmer than when I just came to the United States. I’ve learned that if you give up in whatever thing you do or have negative thoughts you will not be a successful person. Don’t make poor decisions, that is an advice that always have it in mind. I’m moving forward in my school’s grades to try to get a scholarship, make my parents proud. I’m thankful to my parents for teaching me everything I know so far, for being the person that I am today. I’m still trying to learn English and adapted in a new country. I know this is difficult, but not difficult, to overcome this challenge that was for
Change should be seen as a challenge and embraced with enthusiasm (Marquis & Huston, 2012). In my professional and personal life, I view and respond to change as a way to make improvements to existing regulations and circumstances. I embark upon the quest with determination to succeed at whatever task is presented to me. Life without change can become unchallenging and stagnant (Marquis & Huston, 2012). As society and technology advance, you must incorporate the necessary transformations that arise with it.
I felt confused, as if my life was a lie and was stripped off me. I started my new life in Canada, where I didn’t know how to speak English and struggled to communicate, and both my parents couldn’t help my transition to learn English. I had difficulty adjusting to Canadian culture and didn’t have the resources at the time, especially in my classroom and neighbourhood. In class, I couldn’t communicate with teachers or friends, always feeling lost and excluded. Fortunately, teachers helped me participate in afterschool activities, clubs and sports to try to immerse myself into my new lifestyle. Around my community, Ray-Cam, support staff and mentors tried their best to incorporate activities and different cultures for me to adapt to. Realizing people's’ efforts to support me, I strived to learn the new language and understand Canadian culture. I initiated and struggled through many conversations with peers and tried to understand new Canadian culture concepts by participate in programs and activities that would benefit my learning. Grasping ideas of Canadian society and my community, I came to feel accepted and a part of a new home. As I grew older, I was able to finally understood my parents difficult decision of sending me to Vietnam. During my stay in Vietnam, my parents couldn’t afford to raise me at the time and had to work longer hours to get enough money. When I turned the eligible age to work, I got a job
My writing styles have changed drastically over the past four years of high school. This memo will explain how my writing has changed and how my knowledge of writing has improved.
Organizations do not change, people do (Sullivan and Decker, 2009). A manager’s responsibility is to manage people. Change is difficult for most people and managing through the change process is not an easy task. Many theories on managing change exist, but they basically have four elements: assessment, planning, implementation, and evaluation (Sullivan & Decker, 2009). A manager’s role is to examine each of these elements and apply them to the people that he or she leads.
A few years had past since my family had become a statistic, when my sister and brother left home on their way to their own goals in life. This new change produced even a greater effect on me than did the departure of my father. Now came the time where I decided if no one else had to stay in the family, neither did I. I took this opportunity to become closer to my friends and their families hoping to become more welcome there than I did at home. It was not long after my constant deviation from what was left of my family that my mother decided she was going to keep me out of the house for extended periods of time. Now the time had come for me to really find my path in life.
Without the support of my father and the drastic change in my life, I understood that the only way to improve my quality of life was to study and find the passion to which I was going to dedicate the rest of my life. After careful thought, I decided to move to the United States. Leaving my family, I came to this country in search of knowledge, contacts and “greater opportunities”. During these years, I have been confronted with many obstacles, but I have been able to resolve them thanks in part to my dedication. When it comes to achieving my goals, I find it in myself to push myself until that goal it met. I consider that there is no lack of opportunities for someone that believes in their capabilities and is aware that nothing comes without sacrifice, meaning that hard work and dedication are required in order to achieve goals.