Personal Narrative: My Body Work Class

At the age of nine, I watched my uncles lowering my father into the ground and what took his life was addiction. All my life I have watched addiction take over the lives of people, I love. My father's side of the family, besides my grandparents, has always faced addiction. Although, addiction runs through my blood, I will not take the same path I have watched people take all my life. I will be the one to end the cycle. Watching the majority of my family waste their life has motivated me to change the direction and better myself from living a life of addiction and misery.

My interest in public health emerged when I recognized how much the health and well-being of an individual affects a community. From a young age, both my parents have struggled with their health; my mother having diabetes and my father having hypertension. I have seen how their health has affected them on the day to day basis and how it has affected those around them at a community level. As I continue to learn more about public health I am beginning to understand that many of the health problems, like the ones my parents face, can be prevented through lifestyle adjustments. Also, I have learned the most effective way to prevent diseases in a community is through advocating healthy habits to avoid health problems from emerging in the first place.

I’m very concerned about how I look and how people, especially online, perceive me. My appearance has always been an important part of my identity I’ve consistently held the belief that I must look my best, no matter what. Undoubtedly, this was the result of years upon years of bullying, but I assumed that my body dysmorphia had improved. It actually hasn’t at all. I’m very concerned about how I look and how people, especially online, perceive me. My appearance has always been an important part of my identity I’ve consistently held the belief that I must look my best, no matter what. Undoubtedly, this was the result of years upon years of bullying, but I assumed that my body dysmorphia had improved. It actually hasn’t at

When students add exercise to their life, they will develop a routine. If they commit, they will have different eating habits and will have to fit exercise into their schedule. Students will develop a meal plan, and an exercise routine, that fits their lifestyle. This will help them have a schedule for their everyday lives. If all students participated in the exercise, their lives would become more organized.

My name was announced. The silence in the room allowed me to hear the judges’ pens scratch through my concise, four- letter name. With my baggy blue button- down, and all black dress- pants on, I proceeded down the auditorium aisle and onto the stage. Even though the crowd consisted of only around 30 uninterested students who purposefully displayed their lack of care, I still felt a pressing audience. Turning to my public- speaking teacher, I acknowledged the “you-may-begin” nod and turned back to the crowd, realizing what I had gotten myself into.

In the beginning, physical therapy made my recovery tedious. I was only interested because it allowed me the opportunity to learn numerous types of injuries from a variety of individuals. For example, I met a girl who broke her arm from falling off the monkey bars. Or the boy who had a complete elbow dislocation, while playing basketball. Although I was entertained by these interesting stories, they made me feel guilty. I was congratulating strangers for their quick recovery, while my own felt treacherous. Therefore, I grew frustrated and irritated with physical therapy and I denied any positivity in my recovery. I became envious until my envy evolved into a depression because I was incapable of physical activities. Therefore, I was forced

When first joining the Physiology Club our faculty advisor, Dr. Wehrwein, and club coordinator, James Poteracki, were both teaching my physiology lab course. Over that semester I volunteered at several elementary science events with the Club and observed small adjustments that could improve student safety and learning. Both Dr. Wehrwein and James were open to discuss my ideas and observations, and soon we were all sharing ideas about advancing the overall direction of elementary science education in the Lansing area. In one aspect, they remained my teachers in the lab, but I became a team member with equal ideas while discussing the Physiology Club. Spring semester, discussion moved to action when I was the first student given the responsibility

I sat at the kitchen counter, staring at the green cabinets and bowls of fruit. I wanted to play in tonight’s soccer game, but my mind was still foggy from the drugs I received in the hospital the day before. I didn’t want my teammates to see me like this. My hair was matted from where my head rubbed against the blue hospital pillow, and a wrinkled piece of clear tape secured a nasal feeding tube onto my cheek. I hated what the tube meant: that I was inadequate and that I couldn’t drink by myself. I was someone who insisted on doing everything on my own, and the thin, flexible tube was a physical reminder that I could not. My mom and dad lauded my bravery, but I dismissed them. I didn’t believe bravery was dictated by necessity.

You seemed as if you left out of your 4th block Spanish from those rusty gray doors on the side of our school building.

While talking to new classmates about our body biographies last week Friday, I realized something rather important. I realized that we all have different lives, bodies, and experiences. I became cognizant of the idea that we are all unique. I just find it so fascinating that as humans, it is natural for us to look at someone that we don’t even know and make assumptions; we are incredibly quick to judge. But when we look at someone from the outside, all we see is an exterior view; we can see hairstyles, clothes, height, weight, etc. However, when we look at someone, we can’t see their background. We don’t know their story. Having the body biographies discussion was such a critical reminder that we really don’t know anyone until we know their backstory.

The exercise I have chosen to explore is playing volleyball, something I did a lot of in high school. In order to fully break down exactly what is going on in the brain when playing the game, each aspect would need to be broken down and analyzed. In this paper I will be analyzing receiving (from the opponent or teammate) and passing the ball (to the opponent or teammate), In each of these actions, there is a certain amount of planning and execution involved, along with some reflexes that come into play when there isn’t enough time to plan, as volleyball is a very fast moving game that involves many other people’s actions that are sometimes hard to judge.

My Interest in physical therapy goes back to when I was getting my CNA certification.

While growing up, I have always been interested in exploring the human body. I would always watch Dr.90210 because I wanted to become a plastic surgeon. Suddenly as time went by my plans of becoming a plastic surgeon had all started to shift and I wanted to become an orthodontist. Therefore, when starting college in the year of 2013 at Clark Atlanta University, I majored in biology. Studying biology would put me on the right path in becoming the orthodontist I wanted to be. So, after attending Clark Atlanta University for two years, I decided that I was going to transfer to Guilford College because they had a lot more resources for becoming an orthodontist. They have a pre-professional program there that has dentistry already there. They also

Today in lifetime sports we did aerobics, which is running on the track in the Tarleton Complex. The class was told not to push ourselves, but I always tend to push myself, so I ended up running ahead with I the other guys. The goal, in the end, was to run ten laps and record your heart beats per hour, by multiplying your beats per ten seconds to six. I ended up getting twenty-six beats, so I guess I got one-hundred-fifty-six beats per minute. After I got done recording my information I just had to get up and walk some more laps. The best part was that we got so much time to change because of sweaty we

When I looked at my schedule I was surprised when a saw I had a gym class on it. Then I realized that my first ever college lecture was Fitness for Life, bright and early on monday morning. But I did not understand that it was so much more than a gym class. Fitness for Life helps students gain a better understanding of overall wellness and physical activity, while balancing life expectations. Fitness for Life helped me be a healthier person.