I am a first generation child to have been born in my family, the first generation who is about to graduate high school and the first generation to go to a college and succeed in life.
What is identity? The definition as a person’s own sense of whom they are, which their past define them. Identity is very important in our society, no matter your social status. I can attach identity to belonging to something or place. As human race, we feel the need to belong to a group or place. Because belonging to a group or place, give us the sense of identity.
Narrator: It was a cold, rainy night in the middle of the Chihuahuan Desert. There was a run-down, isolated shack roughly 200 miles away from the Mexico-U.S. border. This is where the coyotes live. Jasmina knew that she would have to collaborate with these men in order to have any fighting chance of surviving the dangerous journey into U.S soil.
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.
What Italian explorer Amerigo Vespucci coined "The New World" was now overrun by man-eating zombies. It all started in Chile and Argentina; news of a highly infectious pathogen had begun spreading at breakneck speeds. By the time epidemiologists had discovered the cause of this pathogen it had already spread to the Western half of the United States and was making its way east.
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.
It is the summer of 2018 and there is still an ongoing Syrian war. As of now there are around one million Syrians coming into a new world, joining the Americas. I am kind of excited to possibly bring a new person into my life. However with school starting back up, it might be very difficult to juggle both new and old challenges. The new world being with the Syrian refugees and the old being my normal school life.
You know those days where everything just seems to be going wrong or you never think things will get better? When you are late for work, spill coffee down the front of your shirt, and realize you accidentally wore two different shoes? Or how about when you thought you were in love, and you got your heart broken into a million pieces and it felt like you would never be okay again? What about when you had to say goodbye to your best friends when you left for college? I believe in a new beginnings.
I sat there with my legs crossed for hours. The tingly numbness rose up from my toes to the top of my spine. Hours of nothingness. Hours of staring at a blank sheet of paper. Hours of complete and utter silence. Then, it began. My pencil, which was previously silent, began to speak. The shapes flowed out no real meaning. No sense just movement. I began to move my pencil with brisk movements. Soft and then brisk once more. Switching the colors once, twice, and then again. Shading, blending, redrawing, and repeat. Over and over again as the colors flowed out and told me something that I wasn't expecting, completion.
I am interested in learning more about chapter fives Knowing Ourselves through Introspection because I am always interested in learning more about myself. I enjoy reading things about my personality especially when it’s right. Horoscopes, zodiac signs, blood types, genetic’s, and birth order are all things that interest me just because they act as an reinforcer to why I act the way I do. So this is just another way for me to understand myself and I enjoy that. I believe that this is important because knowing oneself means that you can control yourself and become a greater part of society. Socrates one of the greatest known philosophers who question both identity and existence. He believe that without understanding yourself one would not be able to know anything (Socrates).
High school students worry a lot about college these days and going to a college-prep program for the summer can be a fun experience while it can prepare a student to be ready for college. I have always wanted to learn about what’s beyond Earth and the Milky Way. From Northwestern I really want to gain the basic knowledge of a new subject and possibly have a career in the field. Northwestern has many intriguing courses to pick from including the course of Modern Cosmology: The Story of the Universe. The idea of learning how the universe is made and what it is exactly is extremely fascinating because we live in the universe and the things that happens around us is going to affect us. I want to learn how the universe works and uncover information
Peace, it seems to me, that no matter what time we are in, what species we are, or even how powerful we are in combat, we never seem to achieve that single, fleeting dream among all men; such is how it is with Novans as well. The closest idea I could think of for what we looked like would have to be what the ancient humans saw as gods within Egypt.
The last time I remember something changing the night sky in my life time was the comet Hale-bopp back in 1997. I used to sit on the porch on my townhouse and start at it with my Dad. I was only 12 then so I didn't really have the most in-depth knowledge on what a comet was, but it blew my mind into read as much as I could about space. Speaking of the nighttime sky, astronomers are predicting the sky could look a little different in 2022.
AM the last of my type existing today in all the Solar System. I, too, am the last existing who, in memory, sees the struggle for this System, and in memory I am still close to the Center of Rulers, for mine was the ruling type then. But I will pass soon, and with
“We are the first generation in all human history to hold within our hands the technology to reach every man, woman, and child on the earth by 2020” (Bourgeois, 2013). The technology that we have now is truly awesome. However, with great privileges comes great responsibility. It is awesome because of what we read in Matthew. Matthew 24:24 (KJV) “And this gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in all the world for a witness unto all nations; and then shall the end come.” When I was a child I remember reading this and wondering how can that be. I knew it was true because it was in the Bible. However, I could not comprehend it. I remember when the first cell phone came out. It was so difficult to understand how that could be. Nevertheless, now