Personal Life: Termica J. Webber And Paul V. Roland

As a senior at Red Cloud High School, I’m a member of National Honor Society, captain of the cheer squad, lifeguard, swimming instructor, and part-time employee at the local grocery store. I’ve come to learn from a young age that money doesn’t grow on trees. When growing up, it was just my mother and I. While living on her single parent income, I learned money doesn’t grow on trees. My mother worked a minimum wage job, facing financial struggles at times. Her willpower drove her to get the job she has today. My mother married, and I have a little brother now. As his big sister, I always wanted to be someone he could look up to. At the age of fifteen I became a lifeguard at the community pool. The next year I took classes to be a certified Water Safety Instructor, so I could teach swimming lessons to local children. That same year I applied at the local grocery store, to have a job during the school year.

Even as my older brothers were failing their classes and disrespecting my parents, I continued to set and achieve my goals while still being a pillar for my family. Even though I didn't have the same opportunities as my peers, I still enrolled and excelled at some of the hardest courses throughout middle school and high school. Even though we have introduced and gave home to two younger boys to our family and have shifted the balance once again, I still managed to maintain an aire of normalcy and maintain my grades. Even with three older siblings who have barely passed high school and one who didn’t finish at all, I am still going to be the first go to college and I do have lofty ambitions which I do plan to accomplish. Even though nobody could probably fathom or understand what I’ve been through, what I’ve seen, what I’ve felt, I am determined to not let that hinder me, and to make a future for myself without

My parents always encouraged my siblings and I that we were capable of doing anything that we set our minds to. It didn’t matter where or what we wanted to do; all that mattered was if we had the passion to do it and succeed. From that, I was always set on becoming a doctor. It didn’t matter what kind; I just knew I wanted to help people. From a young age, I knew that my parents worked hard so that my siblings and I might have a better life than my parents. Both of my parents came from Vietnam with little to nothing. They both got jobs at Excel before they were twenty, and, after ten years, they met each other and got married. They and bought a motel and restaurant, and managed that for another ten years. They were

I landed my first job at the age of 15, the same year I passed the Accuplacer Placement test and enrolled at Edmonds Community College as a full-time Running Start student. I am the youngest of five children and although my parents needed the financial help, getting a job and education at such a young age was ultimately my choice. Aside from growing up with four older brothers, my parents put me into the school system one year early. As the youngest at school and home, I grew an insatiable need to prove myself. I chose to work hard early in life because I wasn’t going to let my circumstance define me.

When I moved to this city I didn't think that I would be popular or the All-Star Quarterback for my school. We had to move here because of my dad's “business opportunity” that would give our family a lot more money. We were always struggling with money, that’s mostly why mom and dad fought a lot. I was always telling them “let me get a job and I could help”. But they always said “no you are too young and this doesn't concern you.

Despite playing the role of protector, there was no role that I enjoyed more than being able to help my siblings further their education, ensuring that their homework and mine was completed, accurate and ready for my mother’s review upon her return home from work. I was determined to transfer my passion for learning, and education in general, to my siblings and anyone in my household who would listen, which might have contributed to the fact that all but one of my siblings went on to attend and graduate from college. For me, getting an education wasn’t an option, it was the only option, a sentiment that I relentlessly stressed to my siblings, and my mother, who though a high school dropout at one point, went on to pursue and receive several college degrees later in life. At the age of 12, I took on my first job, which was essentially an entrepreneurial endeavor. My brothers and I spent the spring, summer and fall canvassing our neighborhood, seeking out residents who would allow us to mow their lawns or rake their leaves in exchange for a reasonable fee. While the earnings of that first job were meager, the intangible benefits and life lessons that I derived from it were tremendous. I learned a lot about earning and managing money, responsibility, and most significantly, what I did not want do with my life. The

It was a picture perfect morning in the early days of May in Greenville, South Carolina, when I was born to two very loving parents. My birth did not come without any obstacles; I was born with a backwards heart. My father, Scott, is the Worldwide Sales Manager of a company that cleans circuit boards called Aqueous. My mother currently works with DSS and is working on obtaining her master’s degree from Southern New Hampshire University. I have an older brother named Jack who is a freshman at Costal Carolina, a younger sister named Natalie who is home schooled by my mom and another younger sister named Georgia who is in Pre-K. After 7 years of marriage my father and mother split up. I currently live my mother and see my father every other weekend.

I was born September 29, 1997 in Atlanta, Georgia to a teen mom who had the dream of becoming a lawyer. Since my mom was young when she had me we lived with my great grandmother, my mom’s two siblings, and our two cousins. The house was always filled with family members from many different ages. My grandmother’s house was everyone’s favorite place to be, including mine.

It wasn’t until I entered college that I began to feel disadvantaged financially. I grew up in a single-parent household, with my mom and older brother, in Jenison, MI. We were neither rich nor poor. Though we had a small house, my mom had a decent job, allowing us a seemingly standard middle-class living. Throughout my childhood and high school years, I felt like a normal kid. My mom struggled financially, but I never realized it. The summer before my senior year of high school, however, my mom lost her job and we moved in with my grandma. Though my mom eventually found a new job, we stayed there so my mom could recuperate and plan for the future. My mom has now purchased a new home about 30 minutes south of Grand Rapids, and I have moved on to college, staying with my grandma during breaks.

I was born in Medford, Oregon, on 20 August 1978. The first few years of my life were spent with my grandparents and my mother. When I was five, my mother travled to Salt Lake City, Utah to attend Business School. For the next seven years I lived off and on with her, traveling between Oregon and Utah. At the age of 12 I traveled to Sterling, Virginia to live with my Aunt Shannon and Uncle Kent. Kent was a very focused man who worked for the government. After my freshman year was complete, my aunt and uncle moved to Greece for work, and I moved back to Salt Lake City. I started my sophmore year, and began taking up residence with family friends Paul and Michelle. Paul is a practiced engineer by trade but was also employed by various jobs to include

These experiences have influenced my future career dedicating my time to help people. I go to school and be successful so I can come back and show that someone from a rural county can be successful. I have seen how my community has been effected by the recession. Many have lost hope in the idea that they have a opportunity to go to school so they can have the career that they dream of. I have ties to the mills that once dominated the economy of my county. My father worked in the mills as a teenager. Along with his twelve siblings, the mills were the only way they could find employment. Many of my aunts and uncles continued to work in the mills for decades. My mother currently works as a machines with the Timken Company. She did not have the chance to attend college. Her choices of a career were limited, and had to seek employment anywhere she could find. She wants me to have a better job then her and pursue the job that I will enjoy. She wants me to live an

I was born on February 1st, 1902 in Joplin Missouri. My childhood wasn’t the average childhood you would think of. My father left me not long after I was born, he left me and my mother all alone. My mother was struggling and she couldn’t find a job where we lived, so my mother had to go across the country to find one. Mother left me with my old grandmother. My old grandmother lived in a small house just right for the two of us, my grandma wasn’t rich. Dinner was often greens and whatever the neighbors passed over the backyard fence. It was in a small, good neighborhood, but the only bad thing

Over the years, the nature of my father’s job required him to continuously relocate from state to state. We moved to Houston when I was just 4 months old, and it was there that I started my first play school at a local community church, and where my mother continued her education at the University of Houston. When the recession hit, my father lost his job, and my mother halted her education. Struggling to make ends meet, my parents made

On April 26, 2004 I was born into the Richards family, awaiting me was a big brother and two very supportive parents. All my life I have been able to have amazing opportunities and a lot of freedom. Although some people say that I have all that I want in life handed to me, but they are wrong. When I was nine, I tried out for a travel hockey team, the best in the state. After days of my parents telling me to just play club, I made the team. From then on I knew that I would have to work for my sports and for my opportunities. Whenever I achieved something, I was always supported and funded by may parents go for it. From day one, my parents have been there for me, they have always been my number one fans. My mom and dad have given me a lot of

I grew up in a small city called Pharr in a neighborhood known as Las Milpas. Las Milpas is known as a violent and poor neighborhood,even though that is not the case. Due to the fact that my mother was a single teenage mother, we were not able to afford a home of our own. We lived in my grandparent’s home, which was my mother’s childhood home. The house consisted of two stories; my mother and I lived in the second floor, and my aunt and uncle lived in the first floor. My father was not involved in my life, but my grandfather was a father figure to me as I was growing up. I was my grandfather’s pride and joy, I was really spoiled by him and my grandmother. Nevertheless, I was fortunate enough to have a wonderful family who made a financially