“A…apple…B…ball…C…,” I nervously looked up. He knitted his dark eyebrows, leaving visible creases on his forehead. In his brown eyes, there was clearly a look of anger and I knew why. I quickly stared at my small hands and fumbled with them, hoping he’ll be less angry if he didn't see my face. Hiding my face didn't make him feel any better. “C! CAT! Why can’t you remember?” he yelled, pointing at the chart before me. My cheeks started to heat up. “LOOK AT ME! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” he yelled at me even louder. I obediently looked up at him and tried to utter “yes,” but to no avail. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and let the water burst out of my eyes. The tears quickly travelled down my cheeks and I tried wiping them away, but they just kept coming. This was the first time I felt like a failure. …show more content…
Teaching me the alphabet was part of my dad's English lesson to prepare me for kindergarten. Using an alphabet chart, he would say the letters and words for me to repeat. With Vietnamese as my first language, I obviously struggled to learn. Whatever came out of my mouth was foreign to me, so it felt like I was learning gibberish. I often cried out of frustration because no matter how many times I repeat the letters and words, I just couldn't say them all. Even my dad lost his patience with me after seeing me fail countless times. My incompetence made me feel like a failure and my dad witnessing it made it
It was 3 am in the morning. I woke up to a chilling phone call. I grabbed my phone and it was from Veronica. I was so confused, so I answered it. “Hello... “ I said as I heard screaming and crying coming out of her voice.
Out of my 35yrs of life I have ovecame so many obstacles. Being a struggling single parent, and just not satisified with how my life was going there are so many that I can talk about but these three where my biggest obstacles. But with my praying family I was against all odds.
Have you ever had something happen to you that made you think you couldn't do what you loved anymore? Well I have. I thought I would never be able to play the sport I loved, basketball, anymore. When I broke my arm in fourth grade in 2012 taught me to persevere,that you can do what you love no matter what, and no matter what bumps you hit in your life you can always come back better.
Everyone goes through obstacles in life, it's apart of life. Some so very small some larger than we think we can get through. When was in kindergarten I took my very first vision test little to find out that I had no vision in my right eye at all.They put glasses on me to see if they would help. But they just weren’t any glasses they put a lot of prescription in the right eye than the left so it made me look you were looking through binoculars when you were looking at my right eye only you weren’t and it was only in one eye. As a six year old it was really weird to look at myself in the mirror and not just laugh at myself day after day. I kinda thought I was a cartoon character of some sort. We tried that for about 6 months but nothing
My obstacle was having to learn to stop being closed off and scared to open up in order for relationships to work out. If I had continued to close myself off my relationship wouldn't be where it is at with many people. I wouldn't have certain friends and I would still be friends with people I shouldn't be affiliated with. I grew a lot over the year and this was one of the reasons. I learned so many lessons and overcoming this obstacle definitely made my life easier and better. Its less stressful and allows you to be more happy. Sometimes to be able to trust someone is risky but you will always learn something. Whether good or bad the outcome with always be okay.
Overall, I am a work in progress that continues to enhance in my basic and advanced skills day by day. I believed I am getting better and I will continue to practice until I am a master piece. Honestly, I feel comfortable entering the counseling field after learning many techniques and tools that will help me grow as a counselor.
Organize my food by shopping time. Using one of the shelfs for each grocery-shopping period.
I had a choice of three books that I was very familiar with. The book I chose was called Go, Dog. Go! By P.D. Eastman. I remember choosing it because at the time I really wanted a dog even though I would break out in little, red, itchy, bumps on my arms and legs whenever I was near one. I remember feeling fairly confident that I would be able to read the story that I heard numerous times before. I was going strong until I got to the second page of this rigorous piece of literature. I had gotten stuck on a sentence in which I only knew one word. I looked up at my parents for help to which they offered none. At that moment my world stopped, I couldn’t think of anything except for the fact that I had let my parents down. Then, the wet tears of my failure started to run down my face like raindrops off a barn’s metal rooftop. My parents said I could try again tomorrow and I ended up crying myself to sleep that night. The next day would end up being one of the hardest days of my life. I spent the entire day trying to navigate my way through Go, Dog. Go! like an archeologist trying to decode ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics. During this time I had multiple rage episodes because I was so frustrated with myself. Then I remembered what one of my teachers taught me, which was to sound out the letters to say the words. Therefore,
My life has been filled with many obstacles. When i turned 11 years old, I experienced a major change. My parents had been living in the United States for more than 17 years. Its been very difficult since my father has two older children still living in Ecuador,who often need guidance.
I have only been alive for 13 years, so I am fortunate to not have had too many obstacles in my life. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have a perfect life and there has been some difficult obstacles in my life. My first obstacle was when my parents got divorced.
A trait that can be considered an achievement would be my ability to persevere, as a survivor. My sister, Leanne, spent a majority of her life in and out of hospitals due to a genetic anomaly. Even with knowledge of the gravity of the situation, her death came as a great shock to me. She moved back to Canada with my mother, after my parents’ divorce, so my time with her became limited. One month after my son Jacob was born I planned an introductory visit to his aunt Leanne for the first time. However, three days earlier I received the phone call to forever change my world. Eight years later I found myself fighting for my son’s life. Jacob complained of physical ailments, however, doctors deemed me a hysterical mother and dismissed them.
Level 3 was honestly the hardest level for me. I had many obstacles with myself and my family. In this petition, I want to explain why I am ready for level four.
Failing is something everyone has experienced, whether it be extensive or minimal. These defeats, however can be fundamental to later success. By using the past failures, you are able to see where you mismanaged, and redress yourself so that next time you do not make the equivalent mistake. As a swimmer, failure is something I have become accustomed to, and have learned to utilize. Unless you are someone with the plentiful ability of Michael Phelps in the water, you cannot triumph in every race. I may have failed in a swimming event, but the lessons that I have cultivated from my failure have accompanied in showing me how to deal with failure, and how to use it to my advantage.
Throughout my life, I have had to overcome multiple adversities. For instance, in middle school, I struggled in a couple of my classes, specifically Language Arts. Even though I applied myself in this class, I was unable to achieve the “A” I desired by the end of the term. Instead, I earned a “C”: the lowest grade of my academic career. While this grade is by no means a complete failure, I was still disappointed in my performance. After this event, I decided that I needed to improve and take school more seriously. In the following school year, I became more organized by writing down any homework I had to complete in order to visualize what I had to accomplish. I was then able to make better use of my time and become more productive. I also
One of the biggest obstacles that I have struggled with for the majority of my teenage years has been staying healthy, both emotionally and physically. In school, I struggled with saying no to new opportunities when my plate was likely already too full to begin with, which would lead to stress, exhaustion, and eventually emotional instability. I spent the vast majority of the rest of my time completing homework or working at a local diner, leaving myself with virtually no time for self-reflection, exercise, or to prepare healthy meals. During my first year at the University of South Carolina, my goal is to be healthy, in every aspect of the word. To accomplish this, which doesn’t happen overnight, I am going to create a schedule for my week