PHS Personal Response

Here I am captured in this irritating street where all I can do is listen to music and look at Facebook. I am waiting for cars to start moving and continue with their destination. Little do I know that ahead of me is a two hour traffic. I am already tired, bored, and furious. I cannot believe I took this road home instead of my usual route. Why do I have to try new things? I should stick to what I know. While I sit in the drivers’ sit I am still wondering why I had the bright idea of taking a new way home, a way that I had little knowledge of.

Ever since I was a small girl, I’ve been told that I’m “Mature beyond my years,” or that I “Don’t act my age.” Upon hearing such comments I was confused. However, as I grew older and became more self-aware, I realized how utterly true they were. In retrospect, I credit much of my maturity to being raised by two grandparents who have been senior citizens the entirety of the time I’ve known them. I’ve always harbored a passion for learning and have an innate ability to quickly grasp concepts. I admire any person or teacher who can challenge me because I know it contributes to personal growth. I also know that participating in The College of St. Scholastisca’s PSEO Program is perfect for me because I would be challenged to grow academically, mentally, and even spiritually. I thoroughly believe that I’d be hard-pressed to find another college that

I hope to use my law degree to change the lives of mistreated children from all over the world. As a victim of child abuse, serving this community has become a part of my identity. My aspiration to represent mistreated children, albeit vitalized by personal turmoil, has been intensified through professional experience. Through my work with Child Protective Services (CPS), during an internship with a family law attorney, I developed my passion for advocating on behalf of children. While working on CPS cases, I have seen how the lives of children can improve through diligent efforts by authority figures. However, I have also witnessed the shortcoming of the system as well where there is room for improvement. These vulnerable children deserve

The reason why I want to have a seat in the University of Minnesota Post secondary Education Option Program is because it will be great for me obviously and it will help me become familiar with a college environment. The type of environment a college has is a mature one with mature way of interacting, than a high school has to offer, and I personally believe that the way students interact is important to how well they do in their study. And college is much more different than a high scool because there is a wide variety of indivituallies with different relgons,cultures,and languages and these situations are cool to experince first hand.My high school is a really small communitiy and it does not offer really good class unlike the University of Minnesota,which is why when I heard about this option I realized it was exactly what I want. In the PSEO program I will be able to acquire these skills,and make my experience at a college a one to remember.

“At dark, shadowy intersections, I could cross in front of a car stopped at a traffic light and elicit the thunk, thunk, thunk of the driver – black, white, male, or female – hammering down the door locks.” This quote helps provide audience with the perspective to understand the author's point of view, and also make his statement more meaningful and powerful. It also allows us to see the way the author lives his everyday life to see how he feels. The more the reader gets closer to the author's perspective the more truthful he becomes. Also supports his argument that he is treated unfairly by society, as everyone thinks he is a predator. (mugger, rapist,

Invariably, after a frantic hour of aggressive and dangerous driving, I would arrive with an apology, explaining that the highway was unusually congested. The board chairman always graciously assured me that the main thing was that I arrived safely. Still, I had held things up, and the other board members, who had arrived on time, were clearly not thrilled. Deep down I knew that the highway traffic was not the real issue."

While I was an undergraduate student at the University of Texas, several of the things I deeply enjoyed were taking interesting classes that did not pertain to my degree plan and entering these courses with an open mind. Some of these courses I genuinely enjoyed were Spanish, Middle Eastern Studies, and Literature of Renaissance Florence. My interest in applying to PLFSOM is similar to taking these liberal arts courses. Because PLFSOM is situated on the US/Mexico border, I will have the opportunity to immerse myself into another culture while focusing on medicine at the same time.

The movie “Do the Right Thing” starts with the loudness of “Fight the Power”. When we are still immersed in the rhythm and lyrics of the song, and before we even realize, Spike Lee has already taken us into a tiny block in an ordinary Brooklyn neighborhood, into a horrifying miniature of the noisy American race conversation, into a battle between love and hate. This block might be tiny, but it is not simple because of the people who live here. There is Mr. Senor Love Daddy, the local DJ and troubadour; there is the block’s old couple, Da Mayor and Mother Sister, who can never stop arguing with each other; there is Smiley, the mentally disabled guy who sells pictures of Martin Luther King and Malcolm X, who always gets shoved around by everybody;

My acceptance into the Health Professions Academy has been an outstanding accomplishment Which has granted me many oppurtunities.

‘They’ll keep out of my way,’ she insisted. ‘It takes two to make an accident.’” CM. Jordan drives carelessly and expects people to stay out of her way. She thinks nothing can go wrong in her life and that the world revolves around her.

On the highway, cars whir along the pavement, creating a seemingly endless stream of travel. It can be inferred that they all share a common goal: to get to their destination in the fastest manner possible. The river of automobiles tends to flow smoothly, with a few stragglers caught on the side of the road trying as frantically as possible to get off grass and back on the pavement. All seems to be just fine, until a speeding and reckless driver plows into another car, causing a multi-car accident behind. Like a dam in a river, every single car stops behind them. While their motion stops, something else begins: stress. The stress level climbs more and more as the people become antsy, anxious to be on their way. Arguments break out inside the cars and steering wheels are slammed. The sole purpose of being on the highway was to get to their destination as fast as possible, but now they

right and wrong share a very thin line. The right decision for some might be wrong for others and vice

Many times in life we get caught up in the moment, letting our feelings and emotions dictate our actions. In the poem “Accident, Mass. Ave.” by Jill McDonough, it tells a very clear story that the reader can connect with. In the heat of the moment without a second to think, the idea of being scared and lashing out is a normal human reaction that most can identify with. However, when things finally settle and logic steps in, we find ourselves at a point in which we may have to say “I am sorry”. Seeing situations from a different perspective can help you at times to be slow to anger when we have a proper understanding of the chain of events.

There are three types of drivers in this world: competent, overcautious, and reckless. After driving for many years in frustrating rush hour traffic, one might find there are three types of drivers, competent drivers who keep the flow going, over cautious drivers who cause slow and backed up traffic, and reckless drivers who weave in and out of traffic causing one near death experience after another. Trying to sort out what type of driver a person might be is an extremely challenging task. In a person's own mind, they think they are the aggressive type of driver, or the cautious type, but no one will ever admit that they are reckless kind. In most cases they’re too oblivious to these classifications and all other

. I was on my way to a 10:30 class on route 29 in Gainesville, heading towards route 66 when I looked over I noticed a car was flipped over on its side, and there was not a cop in site. The first thing that came to my mind was to stop, but there were multiple people helping. However, I knew how traffic was going to be on 66 to get to Mason on time. I had to juggle the choices of stopping, be late to class or keep driving and arrive to class on time. If I missed the class I would miss out on important information needed to pass the class to complete my degree. If I did not have a class that day I would have stopped because I care about people’s well-being. The consequence approach to this decision is deciding to keep driving because it is my