My Personal Experience : My Experience In My Life

We are interested in learning more about you and the context in which you have grown up, formed your aspirations, and accomplished your academic successes. Please describe the factors and challenges that have most shaped your personal life and aspirations. How have these factors helped you to grow? (800)

I recall meeting him that first day and acknowledging how great I felt simply being with him. It was as though a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I all of a sudden felt free and loose, as though I needed to stress over nothing in life until kingdom come. He would be exceptionally strong of my thoughts and my choices and would urge me to feel free to do what I needed the most. He gave me the foundation bolster that I had constantly expected to further to my arrangements yet had felt so frail some time recently. He had a skill of making me snicker and like myself and whatever was going ahead around then. Beside making me feel candidly steady, safe, and secure, he likewise made me feel extremely secure fiscally. He made it look so natural, as though I would never need to stress over cash until the end of time. He made me feel that I could believe him with regardless. This is maybe the reaason that I wedded him in any case, as a result of how he great he made me feel about myself: extremely sheltered, secure, and

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.

My Junior year of high school I found my self sitting in a freezing classroom of my Money Management Skills class. I was struggling to keep myself awake as my teacher and DECA advisor, Mr. Kaluza, rambled on through ways to plan for retirement, and best ways to invest your money in the changing market. Then he introduced our guest speaker for the day, Kyle Hoggarth, a local financial advisor at Edward Jones. Kyle introduced himself and went right into carrying on what Mr. Kaluza had begun, nearly putting the entire class into a glorious slumber. Moments before I was about to fall in line with my classmates. He gave some advice that I have found to be profoundly true so far in my life, looking over the class he said.

I always wonder how it feels to be heard and what the reactions of others will be. I never had that feeling but I constantly question myself if it’s worth the try. My fear for society has always been a thing, I don’t know why. It may not be a big deal to others and easy for others to speak up but to me it’s not. It’s not easy to be speak nor share, people who know me may wonder why but not even I would understand why. Growing up I have always been quiet but little does everyone know how I really wish I could be heard.

My mother perpetually advises me by stating “সর্বদা আপনার সেরা করা,” which translates from Bengali to English as “always do your best.” Taking heed of my mother’s advice has led me to always try to be the best possible version of myself, in school and outside of it. Knowing myself, junior year was going to be arduous as is; I would be studying profusely for my SATs and ACTs, going nights with minimal sleep as I would be taking nine total classes, eight of which were Advanced Placement classes, and further pursuing ways to aid others through my will to volunteer. None of this was going to be facilitated by the added stress of finding out my father had just been diagnosed with having an “enlarged prostate,” meaning less and less time would

I worked hard at my studies, homework and research and I put my education above everything else. If I was going to pass this tough course with good grades, or pass it at all, my studies had come first, above everyone and everything else which wasn 't going to be easy, but it had to be done. I took my computer, notes and books on every vacation, starting off every day and ending every night working diligently on my dissertation.

A personal experience I have encountered would be growing up without my birth parents. At the age of 6 my mother put me up for adoption. My father was no we’re to be in sight, I never meet him in my entire life. Growing up in the foster system has a lot of pros and cons for example, I was separated from my brothers and sisters for a very long time, also there would be days that I would go to two or three different homes in a single day. Bouncing around from family to family is not the way a kid should live. At the time I didn’t really comprehend what was going on, as I got older I finally realized that I got nobody but myself. Some nights I would cry because I missed my mom, brother and sisters. Life was hard not having family, but I

Throughout my life I have always put an extensive effort into always trying my best in everything that I do. This applies throughout my school, work, at home, and sporting lives. Doing so is one of the things I am most proud of. Throughout my life I have suffered and have overcome extreme circumstances and adversities. These setbacks have come from four major concussions to a shoulder surgery that has failed. Constantly, I have been right there to bounce back and to do even better, whether the indicated subject is school, work, sports, volunteering, or even extra-curricular Math and Science contests, I have always persevered.

I forgot to make Johnny and Cora, my younger siblings, their lunches again today. It’s been very hard on me, I have so much more responsibility than I have ever had before. With my older sister, Betsy, sick in bed with the Spanish Flu, my mama working in a factory, and my father away fighting in the Great War, I have to do everything I can for my family. I cook, clean, get the kids ready, help with homework, care for Betsy, and I don’t mind it all that much. The only thing I miss most about my old life is getting to go to school and have opportunities to learn. All I can do now is sit at home and read in the little free time I have.

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.

My friends had motorcycles before I got my hands on one and it was probably on one of these machines eventually the idea of helping my parents clouded over. In Pakistan, gas prices are high, so having a small displacement motorcycle sure cut down on money and time provided you can keep your ego aside from riding basically a modest means of transport. My motorcycle that my parents got me a little after my twelfth birthday was a great experience for me. Not only did it help me keep burdens of transport off my parents, save time and money, but also gave me an unprecedented feeling of independence. The new freedom was my next big step to growing up, however, I know it was kind of risky and I was not an expert to ride a bike by myself, but used to ask my dad to teach me when I had to go alone somewhere with him.

After reviewing my life, I have decided my life has had a defining moment which will be when I moved away from family in the middle of my senior year of High School back to my hometown with my auntie.Moving is usually a dreadful thing, but for me it was a blessing.The fact that I can have a chance to get to relive my life and do and become what I want to be. I’ll finally get a chance to start over fresh and be able to become the person that my family would be proud of .

I remember my own engagement session back in 2010. At the time, I was even sure that we needed one given that we had our wedding just a few weeks away. I didn't know many other people who had experienced one either so wondered why our photographers had offered us the opportunity to have one. Boy, am I glad we did.

I moved around quite a bit as a child and one move my family and I made was to Federalsburg, Maryland. We lived on a farm in the middle of nowhere and there wasn’t much for me to do. I joined the towns swim team to keep myself entertained and while there, I met a lady and her husband, both of whom are neurologists. I sat and talked with them every chance I could get; I was utterly intrigued by how fascinating the kind of work they did was. The lady, Gina, explained to me that being a neurologist isn’t easy, but satisfaction fills the soul when helping treat a patient. Moreover, she explained how interesting the brain is, “It’s a puzzle waiting to be put together.” I knew then that I wanted to be a neurologist and help put the puzzle pieces together.