The reason why we are doing Common Task #11 is so we know how our writing has changed throughout the year and so we notice if we struggles or didn’t struggle on any of the Common Task also so we can improve on our writing. The Common Task I chose for Common Task#11 was Common Task#5-Analytical Writing-Write an informative essay about a complex process, also Common Task#7-Argumentative Writing- Argument discussing meaningful word or phrase, and lastly Common Task#2-Narrative-Personal Narrative.
I am a proud San Francisco native, whose parents come from Mexico and Guatemala. Due to housing opportunities, my family moved from San Francisco to the Peninsula, where we eventually rented a house in South San Francisco. South San Francisco is what I consider to be home and my community. I grew up in a Mexican, single-parent household with my mother and brother. Alongside my mother, I witnessed and experienced at an early age sexism, racism, and poverty. My mother was discriminated against the majority of her life not only because she was a woman, but a Mexican woman at that. Many times, she was unable to get a decent, living-wage job and had to repeatedly settle for low-paying jobs as a house-cleaner, babysitter, and even selling water filters door-to-door. I remember playing with the newest toys only when my mom
The day I went back to the center I had I very engaging conversation with a young participant, I’ve always thought that he was funny but in this one conversation, he had me laughing the entire time. He shared with me his experiences working as a security guard for a parking garage, he explained that he has been shot at by a man that was drunk. The funniest thing he’s told me was about him and his ex-wife, he said that when they walked down the street they looked like the number ten. He said the number ten because he was tall and skinny which made him the one and she was short and bigger which made her the zero, he laughed so hard at his own joke which made it even funnier. On a more serious note, he asked me what my major was and I told him
“Our lives begin to end the moment we stay silent about things that matter” -Martin Luther King Jr. In history, many people have taken a stand for race, religion, gender, or human rights in general. It is common to walk around downtown Chicago and see a blown up rat or a group of protesters outside of a business or store. Although sometimes they get fired or in trouble, these people have the courage to stand up for their rights as a worker. However, it doesn’t always lead to what they want. If you have ever taken a stand in your life, you’d know, sometimes arguing is not the answer.
While I feel there are adversities presented to all people throughout life, I find mine stem from having to hard work for things I want to accomplish and not being blessed with the best abilities, it is my competitive nature that allows me to be who I am today. The drive that I feel in school or on the mound, the drive being to be the best I can be and to be a competitor. I always want to feel as if I am the best. The work I put in, on and off the baseball field, in and outside of school, all of it, has always been for one purpose; to get better and to be the best possible. Often when asked about my mental drive (most often by parents) I try to explain the feeling, the feeling or rather need to be better than anyone around you. Some get discouraged
In Module 3, Section 3, I am now able to read, speak, write, and listen to complete sentences using subject pronouns, adjectives, and the verb être. I have improved my ability and knowledge of being able to read, speak, write, and listen to complete sentences using subject pronouns, adjectives, and the verb être in many different ways. One way how I improved my knowledge of this in French is by reading over the vocab words over in my head continuously and then speaking them aloud on Quizlet. After that I had conversations with multiple people about how to appropriately speak in the French using the correct pronouns and adjectives.. This has now helped me because I know how to correctly spell and pronounce pronouns and adjectives in French.
For as long as I can remember, my father used to tell me that I could do anything I set my mind to do, but at the age of seven I realized the challenges of living by this phrase.
My mother may be the one with an educator’s license, but both of my parents have always played an active role in my education. I have succeeded throughout my entire academic career due to their encouragement and help, and currently have a 4.0 at UT Tyler; However, not all of my education was scholarly. I was highly involved in a few extracurriculars, and my parents were at every event, from tryouts to state UIL, cheering me on.
Another video to edited I thought to myself, I didn't want to edit or even do videos anymore. I don't know what happen a couple days ago I was really happy and now just became depress. I got up from my chair and started walking to the bathroom to have a shower. After I have a shower and dry up I look in the mirror and stare at myself. I saw myself as fat, ugly and worthless I wonder why the guys was my friends as I was a waste of space I don't deserve to live. I look down on the razor no not now I been clean for years as say to myself well the sidemen doesn't care if I die neither does my fans and the guys are sleeping so they won't know. I remember when I use to cut myself the blood running down my arm and the pain was gone instantly. I lifted up the razor. Two big cuts across my arm one for the memories of cutting and one for being worthless.
First recollection as a child I went outside to feed my ducks, dogs and birds. When I was done I went to the front with my sister and brother to play. While we were playing my dogs came outside and started running away but they would come back. We saw my dogs coming back so we went and locked them in there cages.I saw my dad at the back cutting the grass so I went with him. I helped him cut grass and clean our backyard because we were gonna celebrate my 4th birthday party. But then something bad happened to my leg. My dad stopped cutting the grass and then we started talking so I put my leg on top of a lawn mower while it was hot. I screamed and cried because I burned my knee so I went inside to wash my leg so I can
Winning an all expenses paid trip to any place I want to be amazing! If you won it
My life has been pretty stressful since last term. I lost one of my best friends over a ridiculous reason, but I’m doing better. We discussed it, while I was trying to get closure, for all the things I went though. Throughout the whole event, I felt like I was cheated of the most important thing at the end of relationship. As of right now, I’m still dealing with the aftermath but I have grown to learn that self-love is important and to be true to myself and not to change for anyone.
When I used to be a kid, I learned my lesson about taking anger out on others valued objects. First, my father loved fishing and every time he would fish with me, but one time my father's friend appeared at my house on a hot summer day to go fishing
I repeat these words in my head: “You can do it, you got this.” However, in reality, I know that fear will take over and stop me from doing what I am capable of. You can ask my past six coaches how frustrating I can be when I just stand there frozen out of fear. I always tell myself that I can do it, but the second I start to do a back tuck, I forget everything. My mind suddenly goes blank and whatever my coaches have told me go out the other ear. They shout, “Reach up, lean backwards, look for your knees, stay tight in a tuck position, and look for the floor!” In that moment, I jump up confidently to do a back tuck, but my fear comes knocking and gives me a thought about how I could end up falling and hurting myself. The convincing presentation makes me freak out and stop in the middle of the air. My coach described it as a slingshot hitting my shoulder and snatching me down.
Before I was, There were… Previous to there was me; there was my Mother and my Father. My mother is originally from Michigan but moved to Florida when she was really young. My father is from Scotland and lived in Scotland until he was sixteen, when my father was sixteen he moved to Florida with his parents. Both my mother and my father grew up very religiously. My mother always went to a private catholic school; my mother grew up very different from my father. Both my mother and my father have siblings, my mother has four siblings, two brothers which she doesn’t really talk to and one sister, my aunt passed away from brain cancer when I was very adolescent but I still miss her. Alternatively my father has two siblings, a brother and a sister, my uncle still lives in Scotland (he never moved to the states) and my aunt which lives in the states.