Personal Reflection

During my high school career I was able to make lots of friendships, but had few close friendships. I was unable to have a large amount of girlfriends, because I did not feel a good connection with them. Instead, I hung out with a group of guys and had two girlfriends who had similar life stories. When I was sixteen I started working and that was something I enjoyed doing to make money. Once high school was over I felt like I had so much to look forward to. When college came around I didn’t see the same people every day and had to make new friends here at Anderson. This was challenging for me, because the dorms are full of females which was something that I have not been used to.

In the first few years, I was reserved. Because I only hung out with the people I knew and rarely stepped out of my comfort zone back in Florida, I acted the same way moving to Georgia. Making friends wasn’t important to me because I was used to being isolated. Going on to high school, I came to a realization that I needed to step out into the world. I knew that I couldn’t always depend on myself. I needed to make connections and branch out. I took my chances and joined clubs to help not only myself but others as well. High school was also the transition of my life where I started focusing on my grades. I started working harder and as the curriculum started to get more difficult, it only motivated me to be more diligent.

On 08/20/2017 at 1002 hours FTO Wheeler #4361 and I responded to St. Luke’s Hospital emergency room entrance, on 3555 Cesar Chavez St., regarding a women in a hospital gown trying to break the caller’s vehicle window with a brick. Officer Wheeler and I were in full police uniform driving a marked patrol unit when we responded.

This reflection will discuss personal diffidence and how it has influenced my academic studies, including my practice within placement settings. Gibbs reflective cycle (Gibbs, 1998) has been utilised as it illustrates a clear structure for the process of reflection. To conclude this reflection will draw together the themes which have emerged and highlight a clear action for future learning that will be used in order to enhance my future practice.

At the beginning of the year, I was very shy and didn’t feel like interacting with people at the beginning. Back in March 2011, I met with an accident that injured me so badly that I was unconscious in the ICU for nearly a week. Fortunately, none of my injuries left me handicapped or hindered in any way. When I started college, I started to realize that life is too short to waste on being shy and introverted, while you know that, in college, you are going to meet people that will change your life. Throughout the semester, the friendships I made here will last forever. I have realized that each and every person I have met here have influenced my in some way and have had an impact on my life.

When I started at North I thought, Okay, I’m going to try and make friends on my own. I’m going to go up to people and be friends with them. I was so excited, because I was so ready to make friends and a new home. At the moment, I never realized how wrong I was. I tried making friends, but the people there push you away if you are not a part of their “clique”(There were so many of them, too). But alas, that did not stop me. I was determined; nothing was going to stop me from making at least one friend--and I did, I made two: a junior and sophomore. They were new girls, too, who made this school more bearable and had the same problem as me: making friends. Summer came and (you guessed it) “We’re moving to Urbana,

My experiences with High School have been increasingly good. I started the year in agony. I hated everything about it. I didn’t have hardly any friends in lunch with me. I also didn’t like a lot of my teachers. I struggled with getting around the school. Thankfully, that has all changed. I’m starting to realize my opportunities and experiences are bigger and better than last year. I’ve met so many new people and made countless friends. I’ve learned more about myself and who I am.

NCSSM Residential and Online students must have a high level of maturity, whether living away from home or working daily without teachers or supervision. Please help us understand why you are mature enough to manage your own deadlines, schedule and academic interest.

During the summer after second grade, my mother called me over to the kitchen and explained to me that my test scores were “exceptionally high” and that I would be accepted to go to a new school with a program of other “highly capable students” such as myself. I accepted, fully knowing that I’d lose all of my current friends, but confident that I would make new ones. A little too confident. But now, surrounded by people as shy and introverted as I was? I

I didn’t have many friends. Moreover, I hardly had any. I had been willing to meet new people but I just didn’t know how with nervousness coursing through my veins. During my transition into the first year of high school, I wanted to get out of my shell. I met a couple of new people thinking I could form a great bond with them. That’s what

Compared to today, my view of the world when I was a freshmen in high school was drastically different than what it is today. Before freshman year in 8th grade, I didn’t go out of my to talk to people. I had a really small group of friends that I always talked to and beside that, I didn’t really talk to anyone else. The reason for this was that I felt that I didn’t really have a reason to talk to anyone else since I already had a group of friends so I never went out of my way to make anymore. When I found out that I was going to Mather and that none of my friends were going, I knew I was going to have a tough. I was pretty awkward around other people besides my close friends so I knew that something had to change. I didn’t think it would be

At the beginning of the semester, I set four goals: managing time wisely, enhancing my self-learning ability, improving my listening and adapting to reading academic journals. Now, I have already achieved all of my goals via the three main course components (Focused Research and Writing, Seminars and GIS).

I felt like I lost my identity. My goals and my endeavors all started when I wanted to become an orientation leader for UWB in 2016. Having passed the written and group interview phase. I had a goal to leave no student feel like they were excluded, I was ecstatic that I was able to showcase my commitment to new incoming students while providing genuine care. The day of my individual interview struck me, I nervously walked in that day with an unfortunate outbreak of eczema. Embarrassed, I looked away while talking, pouring my heart into my words but not using my brain. A few days later I got a letter saying I didn’t get the job. My inexperience, shyness and lack of confidence were like shackles around my feet, reminding me of how powerless I was. After many failed attempts to get a job due to my lack of experience, the stability of my life started deteriorating. In the winter of 2016 my girlfriend cheated on me,only to cheat again after I had forgiven her. Close family members passed away and friends ended their lives too short. I didn’t have anyone to talk about my problems with, and my parents still expected me to be the perfect student. overwhelmed with pressure, grief, disappointment, and anger, I skipped classes thinking that there was no point, causing my grades to plummet, and my motivations and self-interest to slip away.

Aristotle once said, "we cannot learn without pain," forming a causal relationship between frameworks of pathology and the framework of wholeness. Enduring pain, suffering, or oppression lays the foundation of strength, wisdom, and understanding in your life. To be more specific, my grandmother passed May 13, 2017. My grandmother and I were very close she was like a mother to me; my friend, a confidant, a spiritual leader, and mentor; she was my kindred spirit, my soul mate, if you will. When I heard that she had passed I cried for weeks, and being separated from my family made me felt isolated in my pain. For a week I was unable to shift my mentality, physical well being, and spirit out of mode of depression or mourning, it seems to encompass all of my thoughts, depress my spirit, and numb my body. Shifting my mentality of isolation, sadness, and depression into a mentality of rejoicing forced me to deal with my pain, and reflect on it by remembering my grandmother’s spirit of joy and love. My grandmother made it her mission to smile infectiously, hug people wantonly, and love people intentionally. Remembering that about my grandmother, made me step out of my grief and into a place of reflection, a place of love, and a place of hope. I hope that I can live the way she lived and allow her spirit of joy and love to live through me, and to affect others the way that she is affected me. In my morning her death, I remembered her life, I appreciated her presence, and appreciate

Throughout my educational life, I found it hard to be able to form new writing based on readings or other course material we were given. In college, I started becoming more willing to create these papers because that's what our main focus was. Revising was always simpler for me because I could see my mistakes and create new ideas based on my initial ones. During English 201 I feel like I blossomed as a writer and reviser when creating writing based on course materials we were given. Since critical notebook one, every step of writing has become familiar and even easy to accomplish because of the guidelines provided by the instructor. I noticed a pattern of our writing system during this course which was; we would read a paper having to do with politics and patriotism, then we would start by summarizing and analyzing that material, next we would construct and a summary and reflection of that paper.