EDUC 364 Jingpei Wang Reflecting on Personal Narrative Culture shapes our identity and influences our behaviors. Living in California has been an open-minded journey for me because of diverse cultures, lifestyles, and people’s thought. Although, I learned to adopt the positive of a new culture and abandon the negative ones. It seemed like I could easily lose my cultural identity while I am accepting a new culture. However, After I took the class I even feel a greater appreciation on my own race, ethnicity and culture. I think my identity will never change. I will always consider myself as a Chinese because my own culture has shaped me into who I am no matter where I live and whom I married to.
This is the opportunity for you to tell us more about yourself, your readiness for college, and your activities and accomplishments. Explain any personal experience, responsibilities, or challenges that have impacted you or your academic achievements.
There are a lot of things that shape a person, A loss, A gain, or maybe a quest they undertook. Now I’m not talking about a quest to save the world like you might read in books, or watch in a movie. I’m talking about a goal you might strive to achieve or something you want to accomplish to learn more about not only yourself, but the people who surround you or the community you might live in. This is my quest, a quest that took me years to understand, but one that defines me as a person. A quest that showed me how to express my opinions, and to let others do the same.
My guilt was trapped behind my heart, knocking and pinching at the organ to open up and let it free. But I found a secret route. It could leave without anyone knowing it was even there.
My Initial Hypothesis In a restroom, in a church or anywhere else in the world you will judge a person by their appearance whether it be negative or positive, you cannot help it, it just happens whether you like it or not. For an example, when you are walking down the street and you see someone wearing ripped up clothes and bad hygiene then you automatically assume negative things such as beggar, homeless or even possibly a drug abuser. Being judged can go a different way also, you can think of someone as a rich, snobby individual because they are wearing very nice clothes and act a certain way but in all actuality, they could be a wonderful person. A more serious case of people judging other people that I have noticed is that most people
I interviewed Bria. She is a senior who goes to Rosemount High School. She plans on going to Normandale for two years. So that she can get her basic college classes out of the way. Her family wants to plan to move to Houston before she finishes up her basic
I unzipped my coat as I stepped into the warm basement. I crinkle my nose as the bitter smell of alcohol hits it. I feel like I should be used to it by now, I go to concerts at least once a month. We walk over to the small table overflowing with merchandise. It’s a tradition to by the opening bands CD.
Choice D: Your own idea. CHAPTER ONE We all sat around the crackling fire as the sky transitioned into clear, starry night. A pack of white marshmallows was scattered all around us; some were empty, half
Sweat glistened on my face and the uncomfortable sparring gear only made the searing heat even more unbearable. I was about to start my three-on-one sparring drill for my Taekwondo first degree black belt test where I had to defend myself against 3 opponents. I struggled to cope with their attacks and keep moving at the same time, and barely a minute in I was already exhausted. I had failed.
Further down the road, I kept looking out the window and seeing the green trees passing by while my mom was on the phone and my dad kept driving until we got to our destination. Meanwhile, the car was at a stop, we felt the car move that we actually crashed into the car in front of us and we got rear-ended that contained my head hit from seat to seat that gave me a black
The Only one 2014 my final year of high school, I honestly like school with the exception, of math, and this might come as a shock to a lot of people, but art. After three long years of school, I was incredibly happy, that I was a senior at Stamford High School, and I was on my way out the door, into a cap and gown and finally done, well at least for that chapter of my life. So when I received my student schedule for the school year I was excited, I only needed three out of seven classes to graduate, which where mathematics, English, and you probably guessed it art, but at that time I didn't realize that. In all honesty, I was only planning on doing the bare minimum to graduate, so by that logic, I was only going to attend math and English and then just figure out how to waste my time, but that's another story for a different day.
Some people like to take chances in order to learn something new. Other people like to stick with one specific activity they already exceed at doing. I agree with Emerson's statement that, "unless you try to do something beyond what you have already mastered, you will never grow." I agree with Emerson's statement because when faced with certain challenges, a person needs skills other than the ones he or she has already mastered and is comfortable with in order to overcome this challenge and grow as a person. I have had many experiences where I had to try something new if I wanted to grow. I was a competitive gymnast for almost ten years. In the U.S.A. Gymnastics system, a gymnast must obtain certain skills to move up to a higher level.
Initial Thoughts I first arrived at the Breakfast Club, and was a little taken aback by all the action that was going on in the room. In seemed like one large stew of energy that continuously fluctuated in different ways. As a camp counselor, I am very used to this type of environment, and it is just a byproduct of having more than 30 children in a confined space. After talking to Janelle, and hearing what happens at Breakfast Club the other volunteers and I got right into playing with the children. I started coloring and playing with whatever else while talking to several children. I remember introducing myself to several of them and them being cautious about telling me their names. Some of them even said things like “why do you need
An individual’s life is a slot machine. Though life is not a game and cannot change with the pull of the lever, the three pictures on the screen dictate what our lives are like. For the longest time, I thought that my slot machine was broken because while everyone around me seemed to be hitting the jackpot, I kept having bad luck. To watch others in their happiness and prosperity was hard, yet growing up past my insecurities was even harder.
“Help.” I’ll never forget how she said it. She was terrified because, for the first time in her life, she wasn’t in control of her body. She had already passed out before, so her voice was frail and weak. She needed help. She was pale in the face and her lips were a dark shade of blue. She was experiencing many life-threatening symptoms, and she needed to leave, fast. I looked around, but I was alone. And honestly, I was afraid. The burden of another human being’s life was now on my shoulders, and my decisions in the next couple of minutes would be the deciding factor between her life and death. Doing the only thing I could, I radioed in to get someone to our location, and I sat with her. For the longest 2 minutes of my life, I talked to this woman. I asked her about her day, her life, anything to get her mind off the fact that she might die. As soon as people arrived, I knew I had to do something. I immediately put her on emergency oxygen and we all helped her on to the nearest boat and drove her to the front, where an ambulance was waiting. She ended up being okay.