Did you know that only 200,000 Americans under the age of 20 have type one Diabetes? A terrible disease that adds an extra burden on a person's everyday life has unfortunately taken over mine, and ended up changing me for the better. In life everyone always tells you that you’ll recuperate the obstacles life throws your way, and in the best cases you’ll grow and build from it. When I was 9 years old I speculated that there was no light at the end of the tunnel, that I would be necessitated to depend on my parents for the rest of my life. I was nine, and I was already petrified for the life that I had ahead of me. Middle school had been a pretty important time in my life, adapting to my parents divorce, and beginning to become as independent
book after book. All titled Middle school, the worst years of my life, how I survived middle school, middle school get me out of here,and the list goes on . As I was nearing the end of fifth grade, I started seriously thinking about how middle school would be and got worried after hearing of so many stories of people's terrible middle school years. However, I have to admit it really hasn’t been all that bad these last three years and in fact, middle school may have been my favorite, compared to elementary school. With more freedom, more people, more homework, more activities, more teachers, more fun classes, more excitement, more everything quite frankly, I have been able to have . I am sure a lot of us have fun throughout these middle school while learning more about yourselves and the people around us each year. I am sure many of us have been able to say for sure that we have had many experiences that can prepare us for the future.
Middle school was very fun though and it matured me a lot for high school I also learned a lot of things in middle school that have helped me in highschool I also still have some of my middle schools teachers now like Ms.Bowen that was my favorite teacher in middle school she was very cool. But that’s how my middle school years
I was born February 17, 2016 at Joe DiMaggio’s children’s hospital. At least a part of me was. There in that emergency room, dehydrated and gaunt, my journey began. At the very beginning I found myself very ignorant of what was to come as I was confronted with the term “type 1 diabetes.” “Diabetes?” I thought. “How could someone like me who runs 8-10 miles a week with less than 12% body fat have a condition so synonymous with obesity and inactivity?” Questions reeled through my head as I walked blindly along my new path. Fast-forwarding to today, although my journey is just beginning I can say that this experience has helped me develop character traits such as adaptability, mental resilience, and open mindedness that have made me a better individual.
Diabetes is a disease that can be devastating to some families, but it is not that bad as it seems. With the correct amount of exercise and moderation, it can be maintained with several different methods. A large part of the United States population has a form of diabetes. Today, there are many treatments that improve the lives of those living with this disease. With the correct understanding, it can be manageable and change the lives of the diabetic and his/her family. Some people may think of this as a bad thing for children to have but with the proper management and exercise, it can be maintained as well as bring a family closer to one another. As a brother of a type 1 diabetic, I know how hard it is to live with it and how to
It did not take very long for me to realize that middle school really wasn’t all that bad, there were many aspects that I actually liked more. For me, not wearing uniforms was a big deal, although it rarely strayed from jeans or khaki shorts, being able to wear what I wanted gave me a sense of freedom. On top of this, passing periods gave me the opportunity to roam the halls and talk
There is so much suffering people have to deal with in this world. I believe we are given an obstacle we have to overcome. It just depends on the person’s inner strength and will to not give up and keep trying. Nancy proves this to be true she is different from others in her condition especially how she refers to herself as a cripple. Throughout the essay she writes about her experience and her journey with MS. The way she goes about it makes her readers not feel bad for her but to feel proud for her because she has not given up. Its shows us that she’s accepted the obstacle given to her and she is not giving up even knowing her illness doesn’t have a cure.
When I entered middle school, I was more focused on school, I was under the impression that in middle school my grades mattered more than anything. I worked hard to obtain high grades that led me to receiving high honor roll and allowed me to partake in a high honor roll ceremony where I was awarded for my hard work and diligence. It was also in middle school where I partook in my first volunteer project, I went to Van Cortlandt Park I helped remove non-native plants and planted native plants.
Throughout life there are obstacles that must be conquered, leading to positive life. Growing up in a Hispanic household, I was raised around some of the most delicious food someone can imagine Enchiladas, Tamales, Tortillas and lots of fried food. I really never paid much attention to the food I ate it was too delicious to resist. As I started to get older, there were things I notice about weight. The fact was I started to feel uncomfortable with the way I look at my body. In instance my life would change forever when me, and my family flew down to Mexico to go visit them in Colima Mexico. As a family, we decided to go to the natural fresh waters of the river where everyone bathe and swam around. As we arrived, my three cousins jump off from
November 17th, 2008. A day that lives on infamously in my life. I can close my eyes now and remember it crystal clear in my mind. A little nine-year-old girl sits in a hospital bed, oblivious to what’s going on around her. Needles and IVs are stuck into her tiny frame as she sits motionless, surrounded by parents showing great concern. Despite being weak, she flashes a wide smile, bright brown eyes holding so much youth and innocence. And then the doctor walks in and says the three words that none of them expected. “You have diabetes.”
Upon my transition to middle school, I was 10 years old. In my case, elementary school ended at 5th grade and middle school started at 6th grade. A variety of changes occurred throughout the day, including switching classes between different subjects, adjusting to a different grading system, and following the dreaded uniform policies the school had established. Many strengths and weaknesses about the school became evident throughout the first semester. The school offered an assortment of elective courses that a student could choose from, including music (orchestra, band, and choir), art, and computer programming. This mixture of courses offered students the opportunity to become well rounded in terms of intelligence. Furthermore, the school offered challenging programs for gifted students, such as EXCEL courses, which represented a fast-paced learning environment for an array of subjects, such as math, science, and social studies. As
Middle school what a trying time. My mother asked if I was going to be ok with leaving the only life I knew just a month before school started. She made it sound so good. "No dress code Cari" She knew that was the one thing I hated about Warrensville school the dress code. So I agreed to move to Euclid.
Now eleven years have passed with me having diabetes and I have learned a lot from it. Obstacles are always going to occur in my life but I need to stay persistent in order to overcome them. Like how I also started to comprehend that there will always be ignorant people but ignoring them is the best solution. No matter what happens I am like everyone else and I am capable of doing anything in life as long as I put in hard work to achieve my goals. I feel and know diabetes has changed my life in a positive way because I learned from it and thanks to it I been able to meet other people with the same disease as me. Knowing am not alone makes me feel positive and grateful for life seeing how my doctors are there for me makes me want to achieve
On a warm April morning, a vase full of yellow tulips sat on the table next to my seven-year-old sister’s hospital bed. Across the colorful Phoenix Children’s Hospital room my mom and stepdad sat reading medical journals and any information they could find on Austyn’s new diagnosis, Type 1 Diabetes. My family and I were heartbroken, she was so young and did not deserve any of the problems she had to cope with. However, she did deserve the highest medical treatment and facilities we could reach. The doctors came in every day with smiles and presents for her, and with support and information for my parents.
I don’t believe that I will ever be able to forget middle school. For me, middle school was not the easiest time in my life. I had just moved to a new town and I wasn’t the best at making friends. Trying to form new friendships, while also starting middle school was not an easy task. I had just started the sixth grade at a new school, with new faces, new classrooms, and a new teacher. I had a typical schedule for a sixth grader, nothing too difficult. Social Studies, Science, Gym, Math, and my least favorite, English. Although I enjoy English now, I can’t say that I always have. At that point in my life, English was something that I was not great at and thought I would never be great at. I worked hard in class and tried my best,
I don’t think that I will ever be able to forget middle school. For me, middle school was not the easiest time in my life. I had just moved to a new town and I wasn’t the best at making friends. Trying to form new friendships, while also starting middle school was not an easy task. I had just started the sixth grade at a new school, with new faces, new classrooms, and a new teacher. I had a typical schedule for a sixth grader, nothing too difficult. Social Studies, Science, Gym, Math, and my least favorite, English. Although I enjoy English now, I can’t say that I always have. At that point in my life, English was something that I was not good at and thought I would never be good at. I worked hard in class and tried my best, but