Narrative Essay On Dysphasia

Life is full of little meaningful events and experiences, they go so unnoticed that we don't realize they can change our lives forever. Sometimes those little moments can mean so much more than what they seem. One way an experience can develop into something meaningful is when you can express it in a way to help others. This experience for me was when I won SGA Vice President. Being Vice President today is a challenge and a blessing. As SGA Vice-president I am responsible for the activities of the entire school. When I accepted the position of Vice President my abilities were tested to the fullest, this leadership role forced more responsibilities such as public speaking, calling meetings, and developing strategies under difficult circumstances. For instance,

Over the past year, I have served my school and community in many different ways. Whether it be through volunteering or participating in organizations that work to make changes in the lives of others. I try to stay involved in my environment. Currently, I am a student at Rockford Lutheran High School. With the multitude of clubs, my school offers, I am able to interact with other club members to promote student participation. Every year we participate in drives and fundraisers. In Key Club, each year we put together solider boxes. We collect a variety of small items and send hand packaged boxes to our fighting soldiers, as a gift for christmas. Other drives that I partake in are the canned food drives for the local food pantries, and the clothing drives to give winter clothing to those less fortunate. This helps to provide this vulnerable population with warmth during the cold winter months.

In his novel Mesmeric Revelation, author Edgar Allan Poe describes adversity, “Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.” Although these sentiments have become commonplace, they are valid as everyone has faced hardships. One’s actions in a perfect situation are predictable and simple, but the way said person acts while suffering reveals his or her true character. As a white male living in northern Virginia, I have been primarily ignorant to severe suffering. However, I dealt with such adversity, which taught me a variety of lessons, at the young age of eight, when I was told that my father had lymphomatic cancer.

In high school, I was in this program called buildOn, which is an international non-profit organization that offers afterschool programs for high school students to encourage them to do service in their community and build schools in developing countries. I felt inspired by how I could become an agent of change in my community and engage other students

Have you ever felt so broken and lost that you believed you simply couldn’t keep going on in life, as if the barriers of your life caved in and suffocated the very existence in which you lived? This pain was all that I knew in the months following my grandfather’s loss to cancer in July of 2008. Fighting until his dying breath, it was a moment in my life that rocked and shattered my heart like fragile glass. His death required me to adapt to and appreciate life and showed me that no obstacle is to big overcome if you maintain hope and a positive outlook.

For my service learning opportunity, I chose to help a nonprofit tutoring organization. I didn't tutor, but I did help format the website and used my English skills I've devolved from TOPS to make her message more clear to any viewers. I chose this opportunity because I know how many kids my age hate school and wish school didn't even exist, but I also know how badly kids in these third world countries dream of school. They dream of being able to know as much as we do even though we don't even know that much. They help the national communities of children between ages 3 - 19 to learn English, mathematics, science, and fine arts. They do this, yet they are a nonprofit organization, so they don't even make money off of this which I think is amazing.

To serve my high school using my leadership skills I decided to volunteer at my school to help tutor my classmen. It wasn't anything I expected, my first thought of helping my classmen that needed tutoring were either trouble makers or slackers. When I got there I noticed most the kids there just needed help understanding the criteria and studying it. As a result I gain some perspective of learning pace of others.

In my junior year of high school, I took a class called “Bigger Than You”, which allowed us students to create a non profit organization. The group I was part of founded and ran a non profit organization to provide relief to leprosy victims and orphans in India. We named our organization, “Touch the Untouchables” to symbolize the status of leprosy victims throughout the third world. They are not viewed as people at all, they are largely shunned by their communities. Leprosy victims are a forgotten people, so we took advantage of our great opportunity to provide some much needed aid to them. It was a sobering experience. Connecting myself to the lives of the impoverished lifted the veil shrouding my middle class existence from the adversity

Copstead and Banasik (2013) explain the pathophysiologic basis for dysphagia can fall under three categories:

One school related activity that shows my eagerness to serve others in my school is the Autism Awareness fundraiser for Drama Club. We went around the school and around the community and raised money for a family with a son with autism. With the money we went and bought a sleeping bag and a teddy bear to help the boy sleep, and few toys just for him to enjoy . I helped acquire a large amount of money for donation. The fundraiser went from March 13-17th, lasted the whole school day

Sometimes, the sorrowful events in life bring out the best in your life and yourself. Two years ago, I went through true maturation through a traumatic event that immensely affected me as a person. As pencils were being sharpened and the sounds of school filtered back into my life, I found out my Grandma had Cancer. In an effort to provide better treatment, she came to live with us for four months. That time was incredibly precious and special as I saw my Grandma in a whole new light. I saw her strength, her tenacity, and her positivity.

Imagine living a life where you never don’t feel empty inside. It wasn’t like it just came to me one day, it took years and years for it to come to me. I was 12 years old when my grandfather died from Alzheimer’s disease and ever since that day I had thought it was just grief and the stress from losing someone who meant so much to me. It soon started to hurt me, to go to school. I had always loved school and had always loved learning, but leaving my bed made my insides feel like they were on fire and made me feel like the world would explode, leaving me helpless and alone. Everywhere I went, I felt lost and confused. It seemed like as long as I was in bed, nothing would hurt me and time could stand still. I was at battle with myself, refusing to admit I had anything wrong with my brain because only crazy people had mental health issues and I was definitely not crazy.

As a student at La Salle University, I volunteer in several community service opportunities. I volunteer for the Relay for Life event at La Salle where we raise up to $100,000 for cancer treatment and research. I also help painted an academic after school center in Camden, NJ with other volunteers. This opportunity was personal for me as it was an opportunity to give a small bit back to a place a few of my friends went to when younger. Over last summer I worked at several school age day care centers to help kids learn and catch up in reading and math that they should be at their age. Being able to help people makes me feel a sense of fulfillment, as so many people have help me through life.

I have been involved in a lot of causes similar to those that have been experienced by a lot of my classmates. I really enjoy serving others, I believe it is the most powerful weapon that we have in the war for souls. One of my most memorable was serving at the Special Olympics. I was allowed to work with a special group, I help them get to different events and assist them with lining up. I was so inspired and humble. There were so genuinely happy and filled with real joy. We might say that they were dealt a “bad hand“ or they were unfortunate, if this were true they did not know it. BIG smiles laughter, encouraging each other, just positive spirits and faces everywhere! It changed my life. We loose of joy due to

Dysarthria and Aphasia Definition Dysarthrias or commonly known as Dysarthria, refers to a group of speech problems where sounds may be slurred, and speech may be slow or effortful. Noticeable changes in pitch, volume, and tempo of speech occur. Speech can become nasal, and the voice can sound either breathy or harsh. Dysarthria occurs in both children and adults. Yorkston, Strand, Miller, Hillel, and Smith (1993) found reduction in speaking rate to be the strongest predictor of decrease in speech intelligibility.