My Work Ethic

After barely graduating in the spring of 2017 from Lopez Early College High School, I went straight to my parent’s house not knowing exactly what I was going to do with my life. I knew I had ruined my life after not paying attention to my teachers and counselors about applying to colleges. They said I was a wonderful and intelligent student with a tremendous capacity of succeeding in life. Although everybody thought that about me, I never did. I was constantly under pressure thinking that I had to work in order to support my family economically, so our house was saved. I was also worried about whether my parents were getting divorced after every insignificant argument they had. I had to be an excellent example for my two younger siblings; but even though I tried my best, I never was.

My Middle School year to my Junior year I was moving to different schools and again my attendance and grades were not improving. I was doing so bad my Dad sent me to live with my Sister which is two hours away from where I lived. I went to a new School, I hung out with the wrong people, and on the third day or my second week I got suspended and I didn’t care at all. I just wanted to go home. I ended up going to a Continuation school. Some students I would hang out with would talk to me about how they messed up and it’s hard for them now that they want to graduate knowing I was going to soon be in there shoes. I still didn’t care till later. I was where they are in their shoes. It didn’t hit me till I got notified at school that I was going to have to go to court. I didn’t want to put my Dad through it. My friends Mom knew what was going on because her Daughter was the same so she recommended us this program. I was interested so I decided to join Job Corps. I was informed about all of the opportunities this program had to offer. I wanted to make my

For nearly five years since my parents’ divorce back in high school, I had always felt that working to pay some of my bills relieved the burden of my father after filing for bankruptcy as a result of this divorce. That is why I had chosen to start at the community college and it had seemed that having a part time job and studying wasn’t going to be an additional burden for either me or my father. However, transferring to the university setting did prove to be more difficult than I had anticipated. As a result, I found myself choosing work over school hoping to at least get by with some additional bills and my schoolwork load but I was terribly misguided by my choices. I felt so ashamed of myself of allowing that to happen the first time around at UTSA during the fall semester that I wanted to prove that I could do better during the spring semester by tapering back on my hours at school and at work. Then I had discovered, even in my efforts that I have overcome some obstacles during the spring, I had finally realized that I was suffering from a very long and buried depressive

Throughout my educational career I have learned the importance of a strong work ethic. In middle school I was able to accomplish all of my school work, take advanced classes, maintain grades above a C average, and take part in after school activities without much effort. High School on the other hand, forced me to mature and develop a work ethic to succeed as a student. Maintaining, the same GPA, I balance acting and directing for my school’s theater company, volunteering as a part of the National Honor Society, being involved in International Club and Student Council, working part time at my local library, and excelling in Advanced Placement classes. With so many obligations, sound time management skills are a necessity. Since I learned to succeed with a multitude of responsibilities that once seemed overbearing, I am seeking to challenge myself through an education at Indiana University with a clear and organized approach.

At the beginning of the year I strived to get everything done and apply to Rhode Island College. Once I got in I hit a slump, I was accepted it to college and had nothing to wory about. Then it hit me I have to work my hardest and complete senior project so I can graduate and eventually start my future. If I one day wanted to start my graphic design career I would have to work hard. With that inspiration I completed everything early and kept my grades up all year. I have mature and I am no longer last minute on work. Thought it is one week until last day of classes and senioritis had kicked in a long time ago, I know I need to keep up the work so I will not have to take finials. Not only am I a lot more happy at new school, I feel more comfortable and less shy all the

Growing up, I was a child who encountered many hardships. As I came to an age to begin realizing an underprivileged childhood I lived, I learned overlook it and live on. I began to ask myself “What does it take to live a lifestyle of true comfort financially?” This is a question which I reflect on every day and is one which motivates me to flourish. Raised by a single mother within a lower economic class, we often ran into very tough times. At one point we had to completely pack up and relocate and live in my grandfather’s house. Discomfort cannot describe the reality or feeling, however we were blessed to have Family, family that we could rely on. At the age of 14, I set a goal that would require my best work to become a successful financial advisor. I will not let my childhood define my future; rather I will control my destiny through my experiences and my accomplishments as a result of work ethic.

was raised by my parents to never lose sight of my goals and to always have a positive work ethic. My parents were born in India and they moved to Canada in hopes that their children could have a better life. They work hard everyday so that my siblings and I do not have to quit school like they did. My greatest eye opening experience was when I started working with my mother as a general factory worker in grade ten. The working conditions were very tough in which we stood for long hours and we had to be constantly working quickly. I met many great women and men who were new immigrants and heard their struggles in their birth country. However, despite all of the pressure they were thankful for their job and to be living in Canada. At the young

Out of high school I went off to college with a plan. I was so naïve, I had my life all planned out. I was going to a state school study accounting to become a CPA, where I would go to work every day, sit in an office and take home a decent paycheck. Halfway through my degree I realized something was missing, passion of what I was doing. To be completely honest I gave up, I stopped caring and my grades were horrible, in the course of a year I had gone from an A student to a C student. My family was adamant about me staying in school, and sticking it out another semester. I agreed to try but eventually stopped going to class, I should have been dropped from my classes but the university I attended was so large that with 400 plus students to a lecture no one noticed or cared. I dropped out of college, had I not made the decision to continue they would have dismissed me anyway. The grades I received my last year at SUNY Albany do not reflect my academic ability. I regret giving up, I realize now that there were alternate routes I could have taken. However I am one of those

I began college in 2014 at the age of 58 years-old. I want to change my line of work and do something that is far more interesting to me, working within the social services field. I am sure the fact that I was brought up by two extremely dysfunctional parents and the engaged in relationships that were of that same caliber, has much to do with why I believe I have something of positive significance to offer today. In short, I married at 19 years-old and had 5 children. I married an alcoholic and abuser of all forms and although I knew he drank and was abusive, I did not understand what I was dealing with back then in 1975; I did not understand abuse then as I do today. I grew up in it; I was very accustomed to it, it was normal to me. Ten

My hopes for the future is being able to use the knowledge I gain on this class and being able to apply it on my daily work ethic. In addition., that I can used this project and use it as a recommendation on one of my meeting and do a presentation about it so my employer see the importance in making an action to help that the issues of retaining nurses need a change as soon as possible .

Growing up in a family that owns a business is no easy task. Between the odd hours and time spent running the restaurant, there is a large time commitment. This incorporates maintenance work, bookwork, and the regular restaurant staff positions. The busiest days of the week are Fridays and Saturdays; while most people have time off of work on the weekend, my family works until 10:30 at night. However, this experience has left me with three beneficial values and skills: work ethics, independence, and social skills.

I am the first person in my family to attend college; both of my parents passed away before I graduated from high school, I had to stop attending college in 1991 because of financial reasons. I made a promise to myself that one day I would return to college and finish my degree. I have been employed at the same job for over 23 years, during this time I have been passed over for raises and promotion time after time because of my lack of a college degree. In 2014, I decided to return to college and finish what started in 1988. Financially, it has been very difficult with my salary to pay for tuition and maintain financial responsibility for my household. I have a daughter who is also a college; I have taken all kinds of odd jobs to subsidize my meager income.

Let me be the first to tell you that my education was not the most honorable of endeavors. I have a whole lot of respect for young people that have that insatiable drive and desire when it comes to their education. My big drive was partly an effort to keep from being shown up by my son, and partly to get my promotion into administration and the subsequent doubling of salary. I will be the first to admit that because my reasons for returning to school were not as genuine as most, I struggled, not with the course work but with the commitment, I almost quit several times in the first year. I can’t imagine doing what you did, I already had my BA, so twenty-one months of night classes and an internship at the student union was all I had to do and

Upon graduating from UC Santa Barbara, I went into a dark hole in my life. I was suffering from a slight depression, I was unemployed and I felt like my life was going backwards instead of going forward. Into my fifth month of unemployment, I landed a part-time job as a special education specialist helping students on the spectrum with their academics. While my time there, I got the opportunity to learn about the various ways students on the spectrum get assess and how it is presented to the district officials. Onto the fifth month, I saw that my stabilizing income was not enough. I mentioned this struggle to one of my friends and he asked me if I would be interested in working in a warehouse for a logistic company. I had to take some time

Work ethic definitely needs to be addressed in my organization to create a more positive work environment. Not everyone in the department works diligently which reflects poorly on all of us. As the leader of the organization I would call each member of the staff into my office to discuss my expectations for them. I would outline the duties, the level of expertise I expected them to display, and the commitment in terms of time needed to succeed at the job. I would mention to the lackluster performers that they needed to be at work, when on the job, and the importance of keeping regular business hours. I would tell the super performers that I intended to increase the overall production of the department and congratulate them on their positive