Personal Narrative: The Four Levels Of Biocontainment

People in all parts of the globe lent a hand and did both volunteering and increased work to aid those who were infected. Document 1 is a letter written from one friend to another, detailing what has occurred in this army base where this medical doctor is staying. The doctor explains the

This past year, I have been apart of Naperville Central’s brand new Special Spaces club. When my friend approached me and asked me to join, I agreed even though I had no clue what I was involving myself in. In retrospective, I can honestly say that becoming a part of Special Spaces has been one of the most meaningful, fun, and fulfilling experiences I have had in high school.

I think that my family realized that I had crossed the threshold between childhoods when I began to form my own opinions. This first took hold when I took part in poverty stimulation at my local shelter. I was giving a character and a story behind the card I was given; the story made me become emotionally attached to this name I had been assigned and the family in which I came from. The experience made me question the prejudice of the society I was living in. How many times had I avoided eye contact with the people on the side of the road begging for money? I began a long journey of soul searching and questioning the beliefs my parents had raised me on. My thoughts were continually brought back to a book by C.S Lewis, it was called Out of the Silent Planet; a character named Weston believed that individual human lives don’t matter, they must be sacrificed to save mankind.

When I was young my Dad would always remind me of how important these years as a kid are. He would always say watch how you act as a kid, for it will set the stage for the rest of your life. So many people I know ruined their lives when they were kids. This small, yet so important statement runs through my mind everyday. I love how everyone says they don’t care what people think of them, but I wish they knew how important it is to have a good image. I am not perfect, but I would like to be close as possible. But as Salvador Dali said “Have no fear of perfection, you’ll never reach it. “ The problem I see is everyone wanting to be someone that they are not. Sure, we all have our idols that we look

Buttons were pressed in a panic as the elevator first slowly closed the doors and then began to rise. The rise upwards was slow. The nerve-wracking sound of the chains and gears squeaking and creaking could’ve been enough to cause a child to panic. The opening of the doors was even slower than the ascent. We exited the box and again began to speed walk through the long halls of the hospital, turning and curving whilst being yelled at by the doctors and nurses lined up on the walls and sitting at desks to slow down.

As a child, my environment changed a few times. I was born in the United States but my parents were hispanic so I lived in Mexico up until I was around six. It was a cozy atmosphere back then since violence wasn’t a prominent thing ten years ago. As soon as my sister was on her way however, my parents decided to move us officially to America. It was not bad at all in Mexico and it definitely shows in pictures and videos that I was a very happy child even if I don’t fully remember most of it. Once in the United States, however, a lot changed. I’ve always been a positive person by nature 98% of the time, so moving at first wasn’t something bad. I was very happy with where we lived and how our house looked, but the actual going to school and making

When I visited Brown what stood out to me is an environment encouraging students to be intellectually curious, not only through the idea of creating your own major, but also through the option to take a course pass-fail. This jumped out at me as an environment I would thrive in and reminded me of my senior year. I planed on taking a work heavy internship teaching course, and doubling up on science while learning calculus, putting myself in a calculus physics class surrounded by future engineers who took calculus years ago: all summer I was slightly terrified. There are many classes like Physics that I would love to take and not be constantly anxious about grades, and that's Brown’s provides. At Brown I would take full advantage of this opportunity

Over the years my neighborhood, family, and environment has shaped me to become the person I am today. It’s been a rough ride here and there, but the view is great and I am ecstatic and ready for the adventures that will cross my path.

My shoulders slumped as the voice on the phone offered me camera bags instead. I was sixteen and had just returned from an infectious diseases course at Emory University, where my final presentation was on Ebola. Within weeks, the first infected American arrived at Emory for treatment. Our country panicked, while thousands lay dying in Liberia, Guinea, and Sierra Leone, their last visions strangers in spacesuits. I ached for the people, especially the children, who were dying alone, and I needed to help. Drawing on my new knowledge of Ebola’s pathology, I had an idea that I thought might work.

What does it mean to be human? Firstly, I am quite sure this answer is a personal one and individuals may answer in various unique ways. We all have our personal set of values, ethics and belief. Given that I am quite spiritual, I strongly believe that God gave us unique gifts and talents to be of service and value to this earth. Furthermore, Bob Marley was spiritual as well. Through the story of his life, I realized some of my gifts and was reminded of some of the purposes I was already aware. Moreover, to be human-in the simple terms- can be broken it a few tenants, which include: the progressive and continual process of learning, the need to seek beauty and belonging to a culture. The aforementioned tenants are not listed in order of value

It's only been two day's since I chose to live at Sam's for a week. It's really not so bad. I have lot's of food. I have watched enough t.v. to last me a year though. Honistly I so bored. I'm here all alone. Though I thought this would be fun. Now though not so much. I have my reason's and at the time I thought they were good. Now that I am here though I see that I need more just over sized stuff, food, and space. Who needs this much space when your all alone?? I'm very grateful that I'll only be here for a week. I've had so much pizza I'm so burnt out. Though it's still a little fun here. I get in shopping carts and roll down the esle's in then. While I was looking around for food I found this really big birthday cake. I don't know who Sally

What happens if you lose what appears to be your “everything” and you do not know what to do next? If you feel that you are anxiously floating in the inbetween perhaps you are in The Liminal Space.

The lowest I was able to get the global hectors was 5.2 and the lowest amount of planets needed was 2.9. I did this by changing my answers to eating no animal products, no packaged foods and buying all produce locally. I also changed it to a green residence using all 100% renewable sources. For the transportation, I changed it to no motor vehicle travel at all. Furthermore, I changed the buying of clothes, sporting goods, home goods, electronics, and appliances to none. Finally, the last answer I changed was the amount of recycling to recycle all paper and plastic. It did not drop to one earth because, sources are still need to grow produce and build shelter. Additionally, recycling plastic and paper is helpful but garbage is still produced.

The human body is captivating—it’s a powerful, efficient machine. Over millions of years, it has developed intricate physical structures that are both complex and beautiful. I have always been fascinated by the human body—I constantly learn about organs and tissues through textbooks and literature—but I could never have known what to expect when I saw it from the inside.

In addition, as if the virus outbreak was not enough to wreak havoc on this community, the people of the Gulu area had to contend with keeping the rebels under control because they had been terrorizing the area over the past decade. Thus, we were warned by our team members that it was not safe to wander around outside the hotel area. Although soldiers were posted outside the hospital where most of the extreme cases of Ebola were kept, one hardly felt safety in any case, with the threat of virus exposure compounded by rebel attacks.