In relation to the field of social work, ever since I was a small child I have had an interest in promoting social development and bring change to the society and the World at large. I started by performing and completing voluntary jobs that made me feel easy and have a peaceful mind. Currently, I work with a renowned child protection services group. My interest in protecting the rights, freedoms, and privileges was magnified when I encountered a child who had been chased away from home. His name was ‘Walter’ he lived in the cold streets with no food, shelter, water or education. My first encounter with Walter was sorrowful. I could not imagine how he was surviving in the streets.
On 5/21/16 at approximately 2024 hours, Officer Acosta #0044 and I responded to Huntington Memorial Hospital, (HMH), for a report of a battery. The comments of the call stated, “IN ER RM #18, VIC IS 25 YO MALE ASSAULTED WED AT LA PINTO PARK BY UNK SUSP, ADV HE WAS HIT IN HEAD W/BAT AND HAS A PUNCTURE WOUND TO THE LIP. VICTIM IS EDGAR LARA DOB 10-02-90.”
I am passionate on helping people and making changes in others’ lives. Like I stated before, my mother had been trapped herself in the apologetic emotion for years. The mental burden had made her down. Therefore, I decided to help my mother get rid of the self-accusation, by using the knowledge I learned in the Human Services major. To illustrate, I was telling her that it was not her fault of divorce, and she was not showing me the negative image of a marriage. Instead, I admire her braveness of ending a marriage when it was necessary, especially in the time when people were stereotyping divorced women and at the place where people were being judgmental. Now, her self-blameless has been reduced, and she told me that she was not felt as guilty
I was fifteen years old when my mother invited me to help out with the local foster home. When I arrived at the foster home I began to cry in response to the young children that I saw. It was difficult for me to understand the children's emotions initially but throughout the day I learned the reason behind their joy. Most of the foster children were grateful for the little deeds that the volunteers performed for them because we showed that we cared about them. In all honesty many people take for granted the advantages they have for succeeding in life. The foster children that I've seen that day were limited because they did not have the physical and the emotional support of their families. I did not realized how blessed I was to have a loving
Growing up with a father in the military, you move around a lot more than you would like to. I was born just east of St. Louis in a city called Shiloh in Illinois. When I was two years old my dad got the assignment to move to Hawaii. We spent seven great years in Hawaii, we had one of the greatest churches I have ever been to name New Hope. New Hope was a lot like Olivet's atmosphere, the people were always friendly and there always something to keep someone busy. I used to dance at church, I did hip-hop and interpretive dance, but you could never tell that from the way I look now.
During my time at the drop-in center I had the opportunity to be the key-note speaker for numerous churches at various youth nights and numerous youth retreats. I was also asked to represent the drop-in center at many of the churches in Winkler by giving a mission update/sermon on many of the church’s Sunday morning services throughout my tenure. In 2011, I was asked to give the message at our community’s annual summer festival where all the churches gather for a joint Sunday morning service (unsolicited, someone so was kind to video tape it and provide me with a copy).
I not only looked forward to, but also welcomed it being a tedious program packed with lots of challenges and restrictions. I now knew that the past programs didn't fail me: I failed them. Regardless the task, I believed I had already experienced my last failure. Besides, this rehabilitation program consisted of an immense support system that reached out and provided support around the clock. I'm sure the previous programs did as well; however, I never permitted anyone within close proximity of me to provide such support. I stayed isolated most of my time there, and whenever there were group gatherings, I was present in the physical form only. That is precisely why I departed those programs equally unequipped and unenlightened about
I was in foster care when I was 7 years old. This was hard because imagine being taken away from your parents at that young age and being put in another family. This was a challenge because this meant going to a different school with different kids I didn’t know. I always hated being the new kid at a school because being the new kid meant you didn’t know anybody and everybody always stared at you. Every school had a different way of teaching and so I always had to adjust and adapt to different environments. I went to 5 different homes throughout those 3 years because the families kept giving up on my brothers and I. So every time we moved we also moved schools and so I just started giving up on trying to make friends and started giving up
In the process of me completing an internship at the Department of Human Services, (DHS) in the department of children and families, I was asked to supervise a home visit with the non-custodial parent which in this particular case (father). So in this case the visit always takes place at the local park within the community. The custodial parent (mother) drove by the park and seen that the child’s father brought along his present girlfriend’s daughter to accommodate him with his visit with his son. The mother got upset because the father brought along his girlfriend’s
Similar to Accountability Counsel, I have used my skill set to amplify the voices of communities whom are most in need of protection. As a Student Attorney with the Janet R. Spragens Federal Tax Clinic, I represented clients that in addition to facing the ordinary obstacle of understanding the tax code, faced language barriers and lack of familiarity with U.S. legal system as some of them were undocumented. Additionally, I interned with the Broward County Florida Public Defender’s Office in the Juvenile Division, where I assisted the chief of Juvenile in representing some of South Florida’s most vulnerable children.
I remember being taken away from my mother at age seven. My brother was only a year old when we were separated. We were ripped away from her arms and placed in foster care. I can recall that day clear as a crystal. My throat felt constricted as I yelled out for my mother, my eyes were red and puffy from all the crying, my knees bruised because I refused to be taken away. From then out my life tumbled down. I could no longer protect my brother, I could not be there to wipe my mother’s tears away. I was alone and frightened. Now that I look back at my experiences in foster care it made me stronger. As of today I am more grounded, and able to go through life with a new lense. I got to experience foster care and am able to empathize with those who have gone through it as well.
Getting into the specialty center would mean a lot to me. I love art and want to learn more about how I could improve to become better and better. I have always wanted to become a famous artist or just any regular art teacher when I grow older throughout the years. My favorite art media to use is just using pencil or making objects out of clay. I take art as a way of focusing on what you feel by not physically talking it out like an art therapist. It gives me confidence knowing that what I feel like doing is the best thing for me to do.
I had such a great day at clinical yesterday. I was finally able to see a vaginal delivery and that entire process. When I arrived in the morning, the mom had just received Cytotec, to help induce labor and ripen her cervix. She was forty-one weeks and zero. Around ten thirty in the morning, she asked for her epidural to manage her pain. We bolused her with fifteen hundred milliliters of lactated ringers to prevent hypotension. Shane was the certified registered nurse anesthesiologist (CRNA) who administered the epidural. It was very cool watching him administer all the needed pain relief medication before he administered the epidural to make sure that it would be placed in the epidural space in the spine. Then administered a small test dose, waited till a few blood pressures were taken, then administered the remaining about through an epidural pump. After the epidural was administered, I was able to administer her foley catheter. I was so happy that I was finally able to place one. I learned a few tricks from Maura (my nurse) as well. She taught me that it was easier to take the top off of the lubricant syringe and to place the tip of the foley inside of the syringe, that way it will not wiggle around and become unsterile. She also taught me to grab from the bottom of the labia and pull up, that way it ensures that I will have a clear entrance to
There I was on the block next to the High Bar. It was about 5:00 at night when my coach told me to do a Kip. As I got up on the bar my nose filled with the smell of chalk. I started to swing, and as I came out of my half turn I looked good. Everything seemed fine but as I came to the part of the Kip where I have to pull my legs up to the bar, I slammed my shins into the bar. My momentum was stopped and I dropped on to the mat, missing the Kip. I felt like I had let down my coach and I had let down myself too. That day I experienced failure. That failure made me want my Kip even more so I worked harder and had support from my teammates.
I interviewed Mr. Dean Bond two weeks ago. He works as a Sr. Chemist for Mallinckrodt, where he has been employed for over 14 years. I estimate he is in his 40s.