I come from a developing Country myself, which always required for growing the Country. My Family are already refugees from Isreal. I have worked in the seconed biggest refugee camp in the world ( Zaatri Refugee Camp in Jordan since it started chronichally with the syrian crisis with Morethanshelters , teir tents and move their tents and they were reseilent enough to come up with a way to help them carry on with this hardship life and live in a Caravan or a makeshift camp in Jordan. I am an advior for Urbancore which is a Danish start up that Goal is to help refugees and less foutunates to build up their living. We work with archaticts to find the best ways to establish a difnity of living through our Project that will be in Jordan. I am applying
I had a few relapses and thought that he was going to change and we would get back together but they were all false alarms. I continued to love him and help him and in return, he continued to hurt me and toy with my emotions. Until I was completely drained and mentally could not deal with him anymore.
I know I have not seen you in too long, but that is over. I am now the President. As you know, 12 days ago, was the surrender at Appomattox Courthouse. If you know not, Confederate Army General, Robert E. Lee surrendered his 28,000 troops to Union Lt. General, Ulysses S Grant after the last battle of the war in the morning. Then, one week ago, John Wilkes Booth murdered Abraham Lincoln at Ford’s Theatre. Since I was his Vice President, and he died, I am now the President. I am glad that the war is over and the bloodshed is done. The Surrender at Appomattox filled me with joy. As for the Lincoln assassination, I have mixed views. I have deep sorrows and condolences for Lincoln and his family, for I liked the man and he respected me well. I am also
For my 28-day experiential exercise I was determined to renounce sweets and pastries. I have been trying to lose weight for some time, which I have been successful, however I gave up sweets id loose much more weight. I have been able to lose a substantial amount of weight but it has taken me some time. But, because I love sweets, it had become impossible for me to reach my goal. Before starting this experiment, I would say that I was addicted to sweets such as pastries, macarons, milk-shakes, ice creams, and cake.
After suffering the past four years from multiple concussions with limited help, you begin to feel that recovering is just about impossible. I have essentially been at the same recovery level the past four years with only small improvements in my well-being. The Doctors I had gone to in the past were very limited in what they could do for me. Until rcently if you asked me if I ever felt I would be able to fully recovery from my concussions the answer would be, no. This answer completely changed after returning from Cerebrum Health Centers in Dallas, Texas. I was very fortunate to have come across Cerebrum when I was looking for information for my website. Shortly after I had found out about the Brain Center I was on a plane to Dallas to go
A time I had to overcome adversity in my life was when I became injured during the middle of cheer tryouts. At the time I was very passionate about competitive cheer, and my goal was to make the junior five team. When I got to tryouts everyone was tumbling, stunting and doing the dance routine. My adrenaline was pumping as I went to warm up my tumbling and throw a roundoff, back handspring, layout. I was determined to accomplish this for tryouts and impress my coach, but I was still very nervous. As I was running into the roundoff back handspring, I knew something was bound to go wrong. The next thing I knew I was in the middle of the air and suddenly landed on my knees, with my ankle twisted under me. My face got bright
“We were driving up the mountain and a boulder came rolling down and flipped over our car”
On June 27th, 2016, I severely fractured my tibia, fibula, and ankle after an approximate 20-foot climbing fall. It was the worst injury in my outdoor athletic career. The following four months since the accident consisted of surgery, immobilization, rehabilitation, and ultimately returning to sporting fitness. I was told the damage was so bad that I might have a permanent limp, which would effectively end climbing, skiing, and running. The toughest part is to admit you yourself that you made a mistake and it has the potential to affect an athletic and outdoor lifestyle. I didn’t have a lot of hope after the accident, but over the course of the recovery, I grew stronger, not only in body, but in mind as well. Injury and
I believe in healing. I had always seen my pastor and my mom pray for people at church and talk about healing all the time. At church I always hear “prayer changes things” or “If you want to be healed you need you need to have faith” but I didn’t really listen because bad things happen all the time whether you have faith or not. I never really thought about people being healed it until a few weeks ago.
I’m not exactly sure what I feel at the moment but lying here in my room, utterly alone, I’ve given it some thought and I’ve decided to begin my transition from the stage of grief to experiencing a cleansing. It’s time for a new me. Too long have I sat here in this cold, empty room, drowning in my tears. Too exhausted to function. Dark rings surrounding my eyes and hair resembling someone who’d been dragged through a bush. I refuse to spend any more days in self pity. Arising is arduous but somehow I manage to unravel myself out of the cocoon I had created. Feeling my toes sinking into the feather-soft carpet as I take the first steps as the newly found Evelyn, over towards the curtain. The velvet fabric compliments my skin as I gently tug and they inch open. Suddenly light floods in, filling the room, illuminating lost objects. Dust fills my nostrils as all my little nik-naks come to life. Slipping down my worn in sweats to change into something more presentable, a rush of warmth overcomes me. For the first time in months, to make myself breakfast, I shall go further than the bathroom.
Parents are protective of their children and at times tend to monitor their child’s every move to make sure they don’t get injured. At times, as kids, we may see our parents’ vigilance as them being overprotective until tragedy strikes. Being the youngest of my family and a girl indicated all eyes were and are on me. At times children assume they know more than their parents until the unexpected occurs. I was once in this situation when I was 10 years old I decided to clown around while my Mom was asleep and completely shattered my wrist which then led to much worse. Although that experience wasn’t thrilling I was able to gain purpose from it. I learned to be patient, remain faithful and be grateful!
My personal goals are centered on healing. In this world of decreasing resources and increasing and ever diverse populations, there are unmet needs, confusions, and misunderstandings—the very stuff of conflicts and wars. It has been my experience and observation that what the world (and especially me) needs most is a transformation that involves healing, which I believe can lead to a greater measure of peace. That is to say, I have come from a heritage that is troubled with addictions and the abuse and generational cycles of violence that so often accompany addictions. However, I am a survivor, and I continually strive to go forward healing from this past. In time, I came to acknowledge my need for skills in conflict transformation and peace
I knew as soon as it happened it would break me beyond repair. Hard enough that recovery seems almost impossible.
Like I mentioned in earlier chapters, I am in recovery. I have to figure out how to pick up the pieces and become the best me. I let the bullying dictate how my life was going to be. Physically there was a lot of damage. My hair started coming out in clumps, I gained a significant amount of weight. I lost my mojo and became a person I am not very happy with. I asked myself every day for months: “How do you turn this around?” To be completely honest I am still figuring it out. I lost a large part of my identity. My best friend was such an influential piece of me. We were known together as a pair. Then we have leadership, this would have been my third year in the program. I am a little lost without it. I am going to be a senior. This is my swan
Following an auto-accident, you could face a long road to recovery. The initial effects of an accident can be overwhelming and painful however with treatment, patience and perseverance, you can find a new optimum level of health for you. It is important to keep in mind that you may not fully recover from your injuries. Even minor injuries can naturally heal in ways that could create new problems down the road. For example, some broken bones can heal in a way that produces bony protrusions which, while they may not be painful, can result in bumps under the skin and extra stress on the surrounding tissues. Similarly, sometimes fractures need to be repaired using hardware such as pins and screws implanted during surgery. Many times these can be taken out down the road as your body heals, however in some cases it is most advantageous to leave them in permanently. These may or may not cause aching or stiffness for the rest of your life. Even if taken out, you will need physical therapy to rebuild your original range of motion and strength. It is important to discuss with your
Growing up I never thought that I would feel like I caused something that made me feel so comfortable and loved to end. I never thought that I would feel like reason for someone to leave their whole family. I felt so misplaced and off balance, a burden, empty and alone. Well, unfortunately that’s how I felt, believing I was the culprit for my parent divorce. I remember feeling like it was my fault, feeling like I pulled the plug to the life support that sustained the relationship.