I am a first generation child to have been born in my family, the first generation who is about to graduate high school and the first generation to go to a college and succeed in life.
Growing up with a father in the military, you move around a lot more than you would like to. I was born just east of St. Louis in a city called Shiloh in Illinois. When I was two years old my dad got the assignment to move to Hawaii. We spent seven great years in Hawaii, we had one of the greatest churches I have ever been to name New Hope. New Hope was a lot like Olivet's atmosphere, the people were always friendly and there always something to keep someone busy. I used to dance at church, I did hip-hop and interpretive dance, but you could never tell that from the way I look now.
The patient I completed my family health assessment on is a 34 years-old African American (black) female that is Gravida 6 Para 6. Her primary language spoken is English. She has a history of five vaginal deliveries and one cesarean section. This delivery was a vaginal birth after cesarean (VBAC) with spontaneous rupture of membranes while at home. Initial progression of labor was slow until stimulation of nipples via breast pump and low, slow dosing of Pitocin.
Throughout the conversation, Susan did not inform me that the home was still in First Look and not open to investors at this time. Susan did not highlight any features of the home, nor did she talk about the neighborhood or the surrounding area. When asked, Susan paused to reference the property file and stated, "In looking at the pictures it appears that it needs interior paint, carpet, appliances, and a few windows, which the previous seller must have taken." She stated, "I don't know why they have to remove things from the homes." I asked, "Do you have offers?" She paused to check the property file and answered, "No offers." I asked, "Is the property behind the home farmland?" She paused to reference the property file and replied, "It appears
When I walked into the store, I was greeted by the sales associate, Cathy. She came over and asked me how she can help me today. I replied that I was looking for a new mattress and was told by a co-worker that they had a new Sleep Number bed and I was interested in finding out about them. The associate asked me about my current mattress and what I was looking for in a new mattress. After I answered her questions, she led me over to the demonstration mattress and asked me to lie down. She gave me the demonstration and then asked me to come over to the m7 mattress and lie down on that mattress. The associate then demonstrated the adjustable frame of the m7. She then gave me the laminated pricing sheet and explained that there was a current
“Who thought the baptism water would be as cold as an ice bath?” Much like anyone growing up in Las Vegas, or otherwise known as “Sin City,” we have always been surrounded by people from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Those people are commonly known as “Mormons.” Boy, let me tell you, there are Mormons everywhere in Vegas! There was always something about them that made me interested. There was a light as bright as the sun that always shined from them. They always had a smile on their face, from ear to ear and once you start talking to them I found that they are the nicest people. I then got to know and started hanging out with the Mormons. I then became interested with the religion aspect.
The family being interviewed are in a two-parent household. Included, is the mother, C.A.P. age 36, the father, N.I.P. age 40, and the son, C.L.P. age 7. C.A.P. got married to N.I.P. nine years ago. Shortly after, C.A.P. became pregnant with C.L.P.. Previous to moving to Northern Minnesota, they lived in Mid-Western Minnesota. When living there, N.I.P. worked two hours away while his wife, C.A.P. worked in their hometown. Eventually, the couple decided to move north because N.I.P. got a job offer. Now his commute is less than fifteen minutes from home. C.A.P. majored in business management with a focus in travel, tourism, and hotel management. She now is a loan distributor at a bank in Northern Minnesota. N.I.P. majored in machine technology
PonyBoy and Darry went to the hospital to visit Johnny. The doctor had gave the boys some great news about Johnny, and said that he was going to be ok as far as the doctors knew. PonyBoy and Darry were so thankful that he was going to be alright after all. The doctor spoke and said, “ You guys are still going to have to take good care of him, make sure he does not smoke. It will damage his system. “ Darry responded, “ Alright doc, i’ll try to. “ After Johnny had got out of the hospital, the guys had met up with the rest of the gang. So they could take Johnny out to eat at dairy queen. Johnny was so thankful and happy that he was with his friends once he got out. He had been through so much pain that all he needed now was his friends
someone. One of the hardest responsibilities I've ever had to take on, was when I had to babysit, Brennan, my little brother. I thought I would not do a good job, but I knew it was something I had to learn how to do. Also, when I babysat my brother, I felt that it would help my parents if I knew how to take care of him. Although I was very nervous, I told my parents that I would babysit my little brother. Something that I didn't know, was that I was learning a lot about taking responsibility for things in life. It was a very interesting learning experience for me.
Reading over your discussion post I have to say I agree with you 100%. Especially when you stated “just because they saw “black” people does not necessarily mean they were from Africa”. My reasoning for agreeing with this statement is because people come in many different shades of colors what made him so sure that they were African? Like I mention in my initial post I believe that his whole theory was based off of assumption. I think if he would’ve had more concrete information it would be more than just a theory.
Music isn’t something that I have ever understood, or have been able to work with. Knowing how hard it is to read notes and play an instrument, I have a great deal of respect for composers, musicians, and artists. This reading had a lot of information on the formation of classical pieces and I struggled to fully understand it as a whole, because of lack of knowledge of the vocabulary used.
wash the sweet potatoes and bake them in a 375 F oven for 30-35 minutes. When they are finished cooking slice them open and scrape out the flesh into a large bowl. Add one cup of sugar, 1 cup of milk 2 eggs, 1 teaspoon of vanilla extract and one teaspoon salt. with a potato masher mash them up. Now, in a separate bowl, add 1 cup brown sugar, one cup chopped pecans, 1/2 cup flour and 3/4 stick of butter. with a fork, mash together until thoroughly combined. Spread the sweet potato
The person I am interviewing for this project is my friend Richard’s mom, Mrs. Triplett. He and I have been friend since middle school, and we have an interracial friendship. He is culturally Black, and I am Vietnamese. I decide to interview his mom because I consider us to be different from each other in some key dimension. Unlike me, who am an immigrant to the United States of America, Richard’s family is native to New Orleans. His parents were born in New Orleans and they stayed in New Orleans their whole life. They been through many struggles and have seen many hurricanes. The recipe his mom decided to share with me is red beans and rice.
It was a scorching June day when I rose around 10 o’clock, like any regular teenager would do. I stumbled down the stairs into the living room where my mom would usually be when I woke up, but she was not there. I called her and she would not pick up the phone and that is when I started to get worried. Finally after about 10 minutes of waiting for my mother to call me back, she did and she told me that my grandma had had a stroke and was in the hospital. I could not believe what I was hearing. I’m not a huge emotional person, but I could feel my voice starting to crack so I quickly hung up the phone.
My family is an extremely run of the mill normal family from Korea. We live a very generic life for people who also live in Korea, but compared to the American standard, our life is kind of poor. My mother's father used to work as a telegraph operator while my mother's mother is the daughter of said telegraph station's owner. In November 4, 2004. My mother came to the United States of America, and because of that, I became a part of the many immigrants who came to America to find a better life and create a brighter future while basking in the land of opportunity. When I was seven years old, my mother heard information about becoming a registered nurse in America from her friends at her hospital. In America, a nurse's payment is many times more than in Korea. If a person can become a nurse, then the whole family can slowly become integrated into the process of immigration. Since it’s easier for me to get a higher education in America, I decided to stay. As soon as my mother heard about this wonderful information, she immediately jumped on the idea of pursuing a similar career in America and happily began to prepare for her upcoming tests that would stress her knowledge of the English language. English tests like the TOEFL and IELTS became building blocks not only for my mother to make the first step into a brighter world, but also to getting granted her American nursing license and taking one step closer to living the American dream.