Research Paper On My Hobbies

Topic (Biographical Essay): We are interested in learning more about you and the context in which you have grown up, formed your aspirations, and accomplished your academic successes. Please describe the factors and challenges that have most shaped your personal life and aspirations. How have these factors helped you to grow?

I was born on March 19, 1999 in Van Nuys, California. I was born into a family of four, one sister, one brother, and two parents. My family and I moved from California to Nevada when I was four years old after my dad received a job offer in Las Vegas. My youngest sister was born about a year after we moved to Las Vegas. I am very grateful to live in Nevada compared to California, because when my family visits California there is too much traffic, people, and the humid weather is horrible. The weather in Las Vegas isn’t that great as well since it is either too hot that your body feels like it is on fire or too cold that your body feels like a popsicle stick. As a result, I mostly stayed indoors where I turned to reading books. Throughout my earlier school years, I would be the kid who always carried around a book and read at any possible moment. My love of books made me want to write my own book. I quickly learned that writing a book is difficult, especially getting over writer’s block, and because of that most of my so called books failed.

I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.

Five words kept replaying in my mine, “Promise me you won’t tell anyone,” and I did that; without hesitation, I promised. Overwhelmed with emotions that are churning through by body, I’ve realized that I’ve just made a statement that consequently, I would grow to regret. Feeling bemused and as though I can barely breathe, and knowing that I will betray her, the decision is made. Every part of my being knows that I must find him; at her expense.

Who am I? I am Leticia Martinez, a 21-year-old, mother of two beautiful children with an amazing husband and currently working on increasing my cultural capital by pursuing a college degree. I am a strong, independent woman who is full of life and not afraid to take any challenge life brings. I am a woman who never allows anything or anyone bring me down. But before I was able to discover the person I am today. I had three agents of socialization build me. These agents consisted of my family, stepdad, and school. Some people learn to be strong because they are taught, but I learned to be strong by facing life a very unpleasant way.

I was sitting at a picnic table with a young boy struggling next to me. His hand was gripped so tightly onto mine that there were petite fingernail impressions lining my hand. He was screaming, crying, kicking up the loose gravel that laid on the ground. All because he didn't want to kill a fish at fishing camp. This was just one of the countless fits a day that this young boy would have in a day. And learning how to help him was one of the most gratifying experiences I have attained in my life.

I was taught to be accepting, outgoing, and independent. By this point in my life, that's exactly what I've become. My education, happiness, and family were always top priorities.

Being in love with marine animals from a small age, I was always counting down the days till I can go to myrtle beach or florida.

I never chose to live in Newark, New Jersey. After I was born, my dad left us, and my mom fell off the wagon we just kinda ended up here. I swear my mom has vodka coursing through her veins instead of blood.

I remember waking up on a Saturday morning and I would find Sylvia the housekeeper working on the supper following that smell, I say good morning while I squeeze her from behind. And take my place at the table, but previous to I have awakened my sister she will come to the table and do the same thing that I did. I would get ready in packing my books, Sherlyn my sister, two years younger would be pestering me about how she is better than me at everything but despite this problem, together with Sylvia we will leave the house and she will take us to the catechism. I recall how she used to get very angry at me She would get mad and hit me on the shoulder I will respond and bump into her before telling me I am stupid, but not after I say that a stupid person is the stupid one for saying that a person is stupid, of course, it doesn't make sense at all even so Sylvia will demand for us to stop the fight before, sisters should love each other not fight that fighting is just ugly. I walk behind her and Sylvia she would walk right behind me, that road every Saturday afternoon, I could smell gasoline from my father business that was not far from where I was and overhear the sound of a motorcycle rumbling in the street unrestrained, I looked at the sky, blue with such a pure color of white clouds, I close my eyes for a moment to enjoy the moment.

“Mom, when I grow up; I’m moving to New York City!” I remember telling my mother at the tender age of twelve. That dream of living in the big apple stayed in the back of my head until it finally became a reality. I was twenty years old and was ready to come into my own, so I made one of the most significant decisions of my life. A decision that is most responsible for the evolvement of a young boy having to quickly become a man. I moved to New York City. It was there that I would soon learn, that along with all the excitement and responsibilities associated with this new chapter of my life, also came a ton of fears and many lonely nights. It was there, where I would have to learn to fend for myself to survive. After all, this was an enormous unfamiliar city full of people, tall buildings, unforgettable noises, a distinctive scent and big dreams. It was there, in New York City, that I would grow up and spend the next sixteen years of my life.

I was born and raised in Pune, India and moved to USA at the age of 9. As my family navigated our upper middle class lives in Pune, people all around us suffered. They were born into poverty, with no money or food, and often no family to care of them. As I went to shopping malls and watched movies, I just had to look a few feet in any direction to be reminded of the fortune I had, and the misfortune others suffered. One of my earliest memories was of a child no older than 8, covered with fecal matter and dirt, struggling to pull his father, a blind quadriplegic, on a sled. The father, riddled with open wounds and fleas, was begging for money, flailing his body towards people he could not see. Not a single person even looked his way. Who was going to take care of the poor father and his son, ensure that they were both fed, deliver the medicine they needed? To this day, I wonder if anyone ever bothered taking care of them, and if either of them even survived. His desperate pleas continue to reverberate in my head, and the guilt I feel for not answering his pleas makes me feel like their fate was on my hands. That was the first day I felt helpless in my life, as I did nothing but watch poor father and his son from inside my car.

Life is the biggest test a person can ever take. Every single decision made determines every single outcome that comes afterwards. Since all of us are different, we all make different decisions, which then takes us down different paths. This is what forms us into who we are and how we find ourselves. As a youth, one of the biggest test I have faced and continue to face has been getting through high school. The experiences I’ve encountered in high school up until college has dramatically changed me as a person, physically, mentally and with my level of maturity. Even though I'm still in the process of growing and finding myself, high school has been a huge building block to becoming the person desire to be. My teacher once shared a quote that stated, “in school you're taught a lesson and given a test, but in life, you’re given a test that teaches you a lesson.”

As a very small child I don’t remember too much, but the things that I do remember were seen through a child’s eyes that has made me the person that I am today and I will always have those memory’s with me until my last breath on this earth. In this essay I intend to show how my childhood and adult life to this point has influenced my life, my journey. By utilizing the adult development theories from this class I also intend on showing how they relate to my Life experiences and where I am today as an Adult student.

This explains the beginning of my life all the way to the end of my life. My life from the beginning was very fun as I grew up living with my mom’s friend and my friend. But there were a lot of fights and I was very hyper back then. I have ADHD so back then when I was little; I was very hyper and wouldn't stop moving around the place. I always was annoying back then and never seemed to get my homework done at school.