My Personal Experience : How I Learned In My Experience

One of my personal experiences that I had was when my family decided to move from New Jersey to Florida. I never planned on moving with them but my mother basically forced me into moving with them. It wasn’t really all that moving stuff because the new house was actually pretty nice, it was just I had all my friends there and I was doing well in school. Nothing I said convinced my mother so after a week of packing we was off to Florida. The first week being there was a horrible week. Nothing was going right for me, I missed the school bus for a whole week, dropped my milk on my new shoes, and tripped over nothing in lunch. It was just trying to move back but parents always have this life lesson speech about trying to make new friends and try to get used to being here until we move again. It’s been about a month since we moved to Florida and I met about zero friends but I got used to living here since I’ve found something that interested me as an after school hobby and that was fishing. There’s barley any lakes or ponds in New Jersey so fishing wasn’t really something you do as a time waster. I usually fished right after I got home but on that day it was rainy and it wasn’t really a good time to fish so I just decided to practice my free shots until it started raining hard. I think I was outside for about 20minutes and suddenly a couple kids from my new school asked if they can shoot

As a child, my parents signed me up for the Boys and Girls Club summer camp. The composition of this summer camp was not like those of the summer camps that I had originally gone to, such as those focused on math and science, composed of children who were predicted to be successful scientists or engineers, it was composed mainly of low income children who had experiences that differed from my own as a child of middle-class parents. Initially, I felt like a complete outsider. Yet, as time subsided I realized that I had to face the challenges associated with developing relationships with people who have diverse perspectives and backgrounds. I learned how to effectively work with diverse groups through completing service projects and team-building

We all have our own opinions on things. Some people have strong opinions. When people with strong feelings get together and notice they have differing opinions, it can lead to arguments. That’s what happened in my case. Recently, I experienced my first big fight with my parents over how many college classes I should be able to take.

Learning is something that no one can truly escape. Personally I feel like I learn a billion new things each day from my surroundings, people, the media and books. As I have dived into college, I have learned so much from all my teachers and classmates. Lately I have been learning so many great things in my Acting I class that pose as new techniques to better my acting abilities.

It was the cold of January. We had just gotten back to school after the short, but still sweet, winter break. The first few days were a blast of course. But as time moved on, I quickly realized how bored I had become with my life. I had fallen into a routine almost as strict as a soldier standing guard a fortress. I woke up, went to school, came home, and went to sleep, just to do the same thing the next day. Sitting and contemplating for hours about possible new hobbies became my speciality. Yet, even with all of the thoughts, nothing new sparked interest in my mind. This was until my Drama teacher brought something to my attention.

In my personal experience, the agents that I believe have influenced me the most are my family and peers. I think from the beginning and even before I was born, I was influenced by my family. I believe that the environment my parents were in, primarily my mother since she carried me, affected me in a good way. The reasoning behind this is because if my mother had suffered from malnutrition then I believe I would have been born with defects that would have sooner or later been detected. Since I consider myself pretty normal, then I think my mom did a pretty good job with me. Then after I was born and before I had friends when it was just me, the center of my parents, I was well fed. If not there could have been problems with my health, but there really wasn’t so I was in good nutrition. If a kid was malnourished then many medical problems could have arisen, to support my claims “if malnourished as a child, their growth may also be stunted, making them shorter than average (KidsHealth).” Also my parents are Catholic so I was raised in a catholic church, which has shaped my values that concern sex before marriage or how to be forgiven of my sins. As well as to how to take the word of god into my everyday life to support this “faith-based activities is good for the body and mind” according to a LiveScience report.

Hands shaking, heart fluttering, staring into the mirror, I prepared myself for the first day of college classes. My eyes searched my reflection, trying to make sense of the jumbled thoughts in my brain. This transition into college life caused thoughts like, “Who am I?”, “Why am I here?”, and “What is my goal in life?” to speed through my head, making me dizzy and anxious. These are questions that every living person will experience, and every single person will have to discover the answers for themselves. Many use aids, such as assessments, to help understand the complexity of their minds. Although who I am will continue to shift and evolve, I’ve finally started to understand who I am as a person.

Jaenna set the bird on a stone and eased the arrow from it's breast. Poor lil creature, she thought. All tha places it migh've flown had it's life not just been snuffed...

Life. Full of a plethora of experiences, good and bad, which shape who we are and who we want to be; however, only a certain few of these experiences have an extremely profound effect on even the most stubborn of us. This can be traumatic events, such as; a family death, assault, or addiction. Just the same they can be inspirational changes like childbirth, marriage, or high school graduation. My personal life changing experience comes in the form of a positive educational acceptance into Motorcycle Mechanics Institute, a specialized school specifically tailored to motorcycle production and maintenance.

I consider my personal level of competence I had when I started this course was one of awareness and inexperience. In other words, I was aware of the cultural inequities that surround me and the field in which I work. As this course moved forward from week to week, I paralleled the reading material with my work experiences. It should be noted that I have little diversity in my caseload as far as race. However, I do have diversity in my caseload to do with life circumstances.

My first fall quarter at UC Riverside has taught me the most valuable information, opened my perspective on various topics, and has brought me the most difficult encounters.

I was 10,000 feet above sea level and all I could hear was thunder. It was so loud that it sounded like multiple explosions in the sky and the echo continued to ring in my ears. Hail the size of quarters pelted me while I was squatting on my toes in lighting position with my 80-pound backpack. Lightning danced around me and eventually struck the ground about 200 yards away.

Throughout the 18 years that I have lived in this world, there have been many valuable lessons that have come along the way with experience. Starting from getting up and ready for school on time to making sure my puppy eats and uses the bathroom. Everything I have learned has come from different situations I have been involved in. However, the most collectible event came when I was just 15 years old. Majority of my friends had been studying for their permit test, while I was at home continuing my “video game career.” Knowing myself really well, I knew that I would put off studying for a silly permit test until the last possible minute as I did everything at the age.

Everybody has a diverse environment in which they grew up in, and it is unique to the individual, never to be replicated. I have experienced this sense of variance first hand. Growing up with a father birthed in Syria and a mother from the coast of Long Beach, California, my childhood was, to say the least, interesting. However, everything that happened from my birth until now, all made me who I am today, someone I am very proud to have become after these seventeen years.

It is difficult to write about my life—not because I do not know what to say, but because I am often fearful of sharing my experiences and having them impact how people view me. My identity and upbringing are not necessarily unique, but I have been in situations that society tends to be uncomfortable with. Repeated sexual assaults, psychological abuse, neglect, and financial hardships are factors in my life that I tried to forget when I started college. Now that I am at the end of my undergraduate education, I realize that the obstacles I faced in my early life will never be forgotten. Consequently, I feel that it is important to share this information, even though it is painful to do so, because the last four years have opened my eyes.