Personal Narrative: My Family With Law School

When my father died, it was unfortunate that he did not have a will on how we were going to share his wealth in real estate industry. As a firstborn, I knew this could cause serious drama and discontent in the family if the distribution was done inaccurately among our brothers and sisters. This was going to lead to discontented brothers and sisters leading to sibling rivalry. I had to take the leadership of the family business by making sure that they were distributed equally among our family members where all of them were going to be contented.

During my two last years of high school, i've been in contact with a lot of colleges and universities. Many of which don’t get my attention. Throughout my whole high school years, there was only one college that i wanted to go to, Liberty University. I have heard so many wonderful things about Liberty and what i loved the most was that it was a christian school. Liberty had the number one thing that i am looking for in a college, that is a christian school, but many of my other things that i look for in a college where just not there. I used to live in Florida approximately 11 years ago and let me tell you, it's hard not to miss the sunshine state. Liberty is in Virginia, a state where it doesn't feel like home. When i received a brochure

Before my father died, I worked for him as his bookkeeper. He had seventeen apartments that he owned and managed as a post retirement business. Since I was in North Carolina and he was in Philadelphia he would summon me for the weekend to update his books. As time went on he began to talk about passing his business on to one of his five children. After much discussion and voting it was decided that my oldest sister would inherit the properties and manage them. The goal was to maintain the properties and hopefully expand the enterprise thereby benefitting the five children and their descendants.

HELLO GUYS!!! I have something veryyyyyyyy important to tell you! After all of my stressing about FAFSA ( Free Application Federal Student Aid) , Colleges, and Transportation, I decided to further my education at Rowan University. It took me a long time to make this decision because this wasn’t my first choice! My first choice/ dream school was LIU Brooklyn ( Long Island University) in Brooklyn, New York. I was recently accepted there and planned on attending there, but their out-of-state tuition was extremely high! Their tuition was $33,000 a year and poor black man like myself, cannot afford it. I really loved LIU because it's a great school, beautiful campus, and most of all, it's in New York. I had my whole planned before it even started,

Wellesley College is an extraordinary college that provides all I could ever seek in a college. It has various majors to choose from, extraordinary interactions with professors and students, and an inspirational atmosphere full of great women from various backgrounds. I never knew that such college would have all the preferences I wanted. The more I learned about Wellesley the more I realized that this is a true college in which I could work in and get to where I want to be. As the first in my family to go to college it is vital for me to remain true to myself and empower myself as a hispanic woman. Education is essential to everyone, but to me I believe is a way in which I could represent my capacity. Though there is

As I sat on the couch getting ready for the first day back at school, I heard the phone in the kitchen ring. I stood up to go answer it and I heard loud footsteps coming down the stairs. My mother was running down the stairs to answer it just in case it was one of her work calls. I noticed that her voice started to crack as if she was going to cry and the smile that she once had on her face had disappeared. The person on the other end of the phone was my Uncle Dylan from California calling to let us know that Aunt Liz had died in a car wreck. We were so devastated but little did we know she left me $12k. A couple days later I received a letter in the mail saying that I had to use it to help pay for my tuition. I am looking to attend the nursing program at Lindenwood, Missouri State, or St. Louis University.

I could not believe what I had just said, I said it so hastily that I thought no one had heard me, but the judge clearly heard me say “The defense moves to indict Isabella Moores of first degree murder.” Everybody in the courtroom was speechless, “This so called witness was planning to murder her mother since she ran away from home, all because her mother was constantly abusing her and I have evidence to prove it!”

After checking every photo taken during the investigation, the Deputy District Attorney, Michelle Trego asked the detectives to interview the witnesses again. “We want to make certain she pays for this crime,” Michelle said riding up in the elevator with Detective Wallace.

During Spring 2015 term, I withdrew from Middlebury College due to severe thyroid infection. I had contracted the illness during Fall 2014 academic term, but my doctors, both personal and emergency, failed to understand its severe nature. So, I was cleared to go back to school for the spring term. Unfortunately for me, however, I was readmitted to Porter Hospital in Middlebury within weeks. My illness prevented me from attending classes, fulfilling my duties as a student assistant, and made me severely weak. Hence, upon pressure from the doctors and my family, I withdrew from the college and treated my illness during the spring

Prior to returning to college, I worked as a paralegal in various areas of law. The majority of my paralegal career was focused on family and criminal law. My views have changed and evolved over time in how I have witnessed individuals that get caught in the legal system. A good number of legal issues stem from situations that an individual has as much control over as their eye color and the longer I worked in the legal field the more I observed how punishing people for uncontrollable issues in their lives is cruel and unproductive. Eventually, the fruitless legal circle became exhausting and I found myself burnt out, although I still wanted to help the clients I worked with. Consequently, when I considered going back to school, I knew that

Starting in the fall of 2012 was a big change in my thinking and learning skills. This was the year that I started my Liberal Arts Education here at Bridgewater College. Before I entered college everything had come easy to me whether it was sports or school, but during my first two weeks at school I knew that had all changed. In high school I rarely had to take notes and homework was optional in my school district and so I carried that over to my new classes at Bridgewater. That did not go so well because on the first test in General Chemistry I got the lowest grade I had ever gotten on a test. This was where college changed for me. From then until now was a change in the way that I learned both inside and outside of class. In the classroom I started to take better notes and really paid attention to the lecture. Outside of class I started to read and take notes on the textbook and also used the resources of the college and got a tutor.

As a child I always wanted to be a teacher, until my sophomore year of high school. The class of 2015 attended a tour of the Branch Area Career Center. The Branch Area Career Center is a technical school for high school students. As I walked around to different classes they offered my attention gravitated towards criminal justice. I attended my junior and senior year. My junior year we discussed different aspects of the criminal justice field. Once my senior year came, I job shadowed in my local district court. I was able to watch trials and meet local attorneys. My mentor throughout the year helped me discover my passion for the field of paralegal studies.

I come from a small family in a small, homogeneous town. The majority of families here are wealthy, conservative, and white, and it is difficult to find someone that does not fit the mold. I have grown tired of the repetitiveness I face in my life, leading me to savor the moments when I encounter someone who is different. To have relationships with others who have had a life journey drastically different from mine gives me a different perspective, so I do not only see the world from my own lens. I am beyond eager to expand the tiny unit I call my "family," and at Tufts, I will build upon this family, taking my once bland life and transforming it into a mural of abounding color. While some people may appear more unique or look exactly like you,

For the past four years, the stress of applying to college has been affecting me along with hundreds of thousands of other students. Trying to prepare for college is like studying for a test that you don’t know the subject of. It seems that everyone I talk to has a different opinion on which colleges to apply to and what I need to do with my life. Being that there are such a diverse array of beliefs on the topic, I chose to mostly ignore any advice given to me. That being said, I couldn’t ignore the article I read two years ago analyzing the necessity of college, or rather, the lack of it. It stated that with the expanse of knowledge available through other sources such as the internet, the cost of college is not worth the educational benefit. Now, simply choosing to rid myself of the stress of college seemed like a great idea at the time, but

Family members tend to comfort each other after a tragic loss. Many would comfort us however we soon learned who really cared about us and who did not. I always say when someone dies you see the family's true colors. Following his death I had many father like figures step up to the plate but at the end they had their own families and rarely ever contacted me or my brother again. Uncles and aunts who I rarely ever associated with included me in vacations and sleepovers.Throughout the most difficult time of my life people took me in and raised me as one of their own. For instance my aunt Margaret and uncle Mark have included me in an infinite amount of family vacations and activities, they really care about me and want to see me succeed as an individual. Afterall strangers will step in and give you assistance not for their benefit, but for the benefit of yourself.