Personal Experience Essay : My Experience In My Life

1. List and briefly describe the two most significant distinctions or awards you have earned at university/college/CEGEP, or upper years in high school.

Over the span of my lifetime, I have had many life changing experiences. From good to bad every aspect has shaped me and made me the person I am today. The biggest challenge and experience I have had is tearing my MCL multiple times. I never realized how much of a challenge it would be going through surgery, rehab, and the overall complications of a recurring injury. Tearing my MCL made me learn how to overcome obstacles and helped me work harder than I ever had to bounce back from the injury.

My life has been a crazy roller coaster with many events that have affected my life all in different ways. There have been times where my life has been at its highest peak in the world then it falls down, right into a deep valley. From the time my lovable younger sister came into my life to when my grandpa had a near death experience, I have learned many valuable lessons through the rough times as well as the more happy times. When I was a young girl, my mom had always told me the same thing over and over again. I never really thought about how a few words would have a deep effect on me in a short amount of time.

When i was 6 years old my whole life changed completely my life became a living nightmare.

Throughout life, incidents will always occur. No matter who you are or where you are on life’s journey. Through these incidents you are given the opportunity to learn about yourself and others. I have found that sometimes the worst things in life can teach me the most about my strengths, weaknesses, as well as about how to live life. For instance, when my father (papa) passed away in October, 2010 from a weak heart.

Everyone has been through a personal experience, whether it has changed their lives for better or worse. These experiences can be eclectic events such as going out to explore the world or even devastating events such as tragic accidents. My personal experience occurred a year ago during the summer when I took a trip to visit San Francisco, California with my family. This trip to San Francisco was a thrilling adventure due to the city being very beautiful and breathtaking. During my visit to the city I was able to take part in the beaches, the Golden Gate Bridge, and Six Flags.

I live in a small house in Albuquerque, New Mexico, I was starting middle school in a few months. I didn’t want to leave all my friends I had in Elementary school but my parents said I would make new friends at my new school. The summer went by so fast it was already the first day of school. I was so scared but before I had enough time to get back into the car my mom had already drove off and I knew I had to get through the day so I could go back home and play with my friends I had already knew. Throughout the day teachers helped me find where I need to go and I realized I had one girl with the same classes I had which made it easier for me and her. Sixth grade was over and I had made so many friends but I only had a best friend I made that year. In seventh grade, I had the same classes again with my best friend. I never thought I would make more friends. I trusted this girl with everything but things started to change throughout the school year. My best friend was not my best friend anymore by the time we were going on Christmas Break. Noting made sense on why she just stopped talking to me. I would come home and cry and talk to my mom about everything, “just let her be and you guys will be friends again” my mom said so I just left it and maybe my mom was right so I just let it go until Christmas Break was over and we had to go back to school.

I spent most of my days immersed in a fantasy world while curled up with a science fiction book on my big brown couch in my living room. If I wasn't reading, I would be drawing cartoons, watching movies, teaching myself random skills on YouTube tutorials, or singing loudly along to my favorite songs. Activities like these filled my youthful and solitary days as I patiently awaited my parents to return home from work.

It was a beautifully clear day, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky when I received that green and gold folder in the mail. I thought coming to college would be the answer to everything. However, that feeling of being a strong independent black woman only lasted so long. My first year was just fine, I thought that I'd adjusted fine. I made plenty of friends on campus and joined numerous cubs! I even got my first real job working at Busch Gardens. Everything was going great, that was until August of my second year.

Every day at our cabin we sleep in late and lay around. We go fishing and spend time on the lake. But today was different, we didn't have any bate. When I was going into fifth grade I was at my cabin with my sister, her boyfriend my two brothers my and mom and dad. My sister's boyfriend Jack, had just come back from a helping at a summer camp and had broken his nose and gotten a concussion. He had been playing a game called Bulldog. Jack had been running to catch the flag carrier when out of nowhere someone stepped out in front of him and they slammed into each other.

“Yay, you can do it now,” exclaimed my mom as I was riding my bike for the first time without training wheels. We were in our neighborhood on a sunny afternoon in summer. My mom was watching me with excitement in your eyes of what I could do. I was on my pink princess bike, at this time I was 5 ½ years old. I was riding my bike in front of our house and around the circle. My dad was cutting the grass, but stopped and watched me for a minute or two and started clapping as I ride my bike. I went inside to get a drink, but I was back outside in a flash because I didn’t want to get away from my bike. I didn’t want to get away from my bike because it was the best thing that has ever happened to me.

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.

It was night, after dinner time, and I was going to bed. I was practically already sleep walking; I looked like a zombie from an nineties movie.When I got to my room, I had a bad feeling and I decided to check on my brother who was already asleep in his bed. That's when I found him. That day, my brother almost died and it was the most meaningful experience of my life because I learned how to control my emotions in a moment of crisis and I saw a different side of my mother.

Not being able to graduate has affected my life, a bunch. Not graduating, made effects difficult for me, however, made effects bigger, however on the other hand, made them even worse for what I had been under, stress and pressure. The one person putting greater pressure on me, was none other than me, still my family puts pieces of the stress on me too. Not being able to walk and graduate from High school, had been already humiliating enough for me, how I brainwashed myself, and continued thinking of my future, had yet to hold for me, it enduring setting off all those stress factors. These thoughts that were racing constantly, "what should I identify now?" The stressful tension had been already too much to handle, but having a few of my family put me down was even worse, I struggled with my ACT, and worried around passing my classes at Ridge, and competing my requirements. Trying to pass a test I remained to already worry about, I kept thinking to myself, I’m moving to fail, which wasn’t a strong attitude to have. I couldn’t assist it, but feel it was, it the only way to drive, unusually I let myself confidence, the honor in myself, to drive down. All the negative thoughts I already considered around myself, what I was thinking, and told by people was tough for me; but finding out I was not moving to graduate and have my diploma rest even harder to hear. Completing school was actually different than finishing school,

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.