Pfg Scholarship Research Paper

A “normal person” can be considered many different things, depending on the viewpoint of the person. Often times one would consider a “normal person” to be a person without any sort of mental illness. A normal person is someone who adapts to the norms and standards of society.

As a child I suffered tremendously with confusion, self hatred, and misunderstanding about my own sexuality. Growing up queer in a small town is never an easy thing. I went through years of denial, and hid all of my thoughts about what I thought could be. I was so muddled in an all too common train of thought that my first conclusion was that I was incapable of loving another human being. Having never experienced honest crushes or any emotional or physical attraction to the opposite sex, I was very frightened for my ability to one day have a family. This thought put me into a mode of paranoia and panic. I began to search any place I could for any other possibility, hoping for some form of medication or therapy to ail me of what I thought was a mental illness. After only a few minutes at the computer, I realized there was nothing wrong with my mind, or capability to love. I am just gay.

Every city has that one basketball game that everyone goes to. The game that brings the crowd to their feet. That one game that brings thousands of people to the audience, and leave them with something to talk about for the remainder of their lives. Saginaw High vs Arthur Hill boys basketball game is filled with people from all over the state, filled with future NBA players and lots of drama. Saginaw High is located in the poorest and the most dangerous parts of Saginaw,Mi. Just imagine a neighborhood with only three houses on each block and sounds like Fourth of July firecrackers going off every night knowing someone just died. So every year, Saginaw

The public University I choose to research was the University of South Florida. USF was one of the two universities I choose to pursue my undergraduate degree my first choice was UF (University of Florida). USF has the same mascot as my high school, which are the Bulls. Founded in 1956, USF is the fourth-largest public university in the state of Florida. The University of South Florida is a major metropolitan research university located in the heart of Tampa Bay. USF has three campuses, which serves nearly 48,000 students at its institutions combine and has about 1,700 instructional facilities.

The primary reason why my child deserves to be considered for the FTEA scholarship is that he embodies the mantra of striving for excellence academically and athletically. Ever since he first entered the education system he always went above and beyond for his schoolwork, going as far as taking 1st and 2nd grade math and literacy classes in Kindergarten. In athletics, he excelled in Football as well as track & field and has earned the opportunity to play division I football for Wagner College. When he was not on honing himself in his academics or athletics, Adedayo gave back to the community. Throughout his time at Franklin High School, Adedayo has logged over 300 hours of community service through feeding the homeless, providing the less

Pennny is a colorful fuzzy ball of fur. Pennny has butterfly wings and big rainbow eyes. She wears high socks, her hair sticks up and she wears a bow in it. She also carries a pink and purple magic wand. Her fur is blue and she also wears a silver neckless with magic dust in it.

My parents were struggling after my older sister came out a lesbian before fleeing to college. Seeing how hurt they were, I kept my support for her secret. I remember one night hearing my mom alone in her room, sobbing and crying to God. She pleaded with Him, begging “why me?” I could not come out.

As a nine-year-old girl I knew I was not “normal”. I didn’t like boys the way my friends did and I would always push my thoughts about girls away because it was “wrong”. At fourteen I started to come to terms with who I was. The thought of being a lesbian in high school petrified me. I thought I would never be able to openly be myself, I would lose friends and everyone would see me differently. The thought of finding love never crossed my mind because I never knew how I would tell a complete stranger that I was a lesbian. My family was extremely supportive after the initial

My first experience with someone who was gay, it was easy to accept. I grew up in a very open home that told me it was okay to be who you are. Once I asked my friend how he knew he was gay, he told me he tried to date girls but he was not comfortable in a relationship with a girl. However later in high school he began to grow feelings for a mutual male friend. That moment he knew who he was then sophomore year he came out as openly gay. From what I saw from this is to prove a point he did not choose to be gay but found his sexual identity. He always says I was born this

I knew from the time I was 12 that I was attracted to females and not males. I grew up with 4 older brothers and just wanted to be one of the guys. I played sports and got dirty, unlike my sisters who danced and talked about boys. I remember over hearing my mom one day while watching a movie with a homosexual scene, how “gross and unnatural” that was. That pushed me even further into my closet. My parents were born and raised Catholics. My mom believed in a marriage between a man and a woman, and anything else was unnatural. She used to say that those were the poor choices people made. I focused my attention on school and sports and even got a job during high school just to keep me distracted and away from home. I figured the less I was around my family the less likely they would be to figure out my secret

Our team, Innovator, is from Michigan-Shanghai Jiao Tong University Joint Institute (UM/SJTU-JI), which is an international program including professors and talented students from all over the world. Every member in the team is a freshman who is taking the course of Vg100.

Growing up everyone is told that they are unique. “Be yourself,” “use your God-given talent,” and other expressions such as these impress the aforementioned narrative into our minds. Thus, when I was around thirteen years old, I thought my sexuality was just a part of me that only I had. I wanted to share this feature about myself; I wanted to take pride in it and show it off. Coming out to a close few friends showed positive and emotional responses. Riding on this high, I was ready to embrace myself in high school. Yet, my naivety took the best of me as I was going to an all male, religious high school. My sexuality has provided me with experiences that have and will continue to shape my life. These struggles, whether they are internal or external, have provided me with invaluable skills.

The issue is, the word “normal” carries an implicit value judgment: it says, “typical or common, and therefore good, satisfactory, or desirable.” Well, who doesn’t want to be desirable? But in doing so, you are

In all aspects of the lives we live, normal can not ever be defined as a single idea. If normal is such a thing at all, it is a subjective opinion and can only be defined on an individual level. Everything we interpret is relative to our upbringing and our environment. Not one person had the same upbringing or lived in the same environment as another person for even siblings who have lived together their whole lives have different nurturing experiences. The differentiation between normal and abnormal is a topic of much debate. The meaning of normality varies in many ways such as by person, time, place, situation, culture and set of values. Normality is usually seen as good and desirable by society and what society thinks while abnormality may be seen as bad or undesirable (Boundless).

Most recently, my brother came out to my parents as pansexual. My mom picked me up from the train station one day after my co-op and said through tears, “You don’t even know the