“A father is neither an anchor to hold us back nor a sail to take us there, but a guiding light whose love shows us the way.” A father is commonly thought of as a protector, a money maker, the one who takes care of issues. They are also known as betrayers, cowards, and boors. When the word dad comes to mind, what do you think of? Your hero, best friend, worst enemy? I think of martial arts, hospitals, and some life lessons that have changed who I am forever. Over the course of eight years in martial arts, my father has taught me an abundance of responsibility and commitment. In 2006, both my mom and dad made a mutual agreement to sign me up for a Korean martial arts class in town, Tang Soo Do. As a six-year-old child who just moved up to Roscommon from Florida, I was excited to do something and meet some people. Unfortunately, the class was only made up of an average of three other people, all of whom were over 30 years old. Dad told me that the class would be fun, that I would learn to defend myself. For a long while the class went great, I was the ‘trainee instructor’, and I was good at what I did; I was a natural. Younger kids came and went, a few adults too, but it was mainly just us. After I hit the age of ten I really started to fight with my dad about going to practice every Tuesday and Thursday. Classes consisted of the same activities, and there was never any variety. Dad would get mad whenever I didn’t want to go and would make me go regardless.
Greece; where many of the most important scientific and philosophical questions are thought to have first arisen, is also considered by most to be the birthplace of demokratia; or as we regard it, democracy. A system for and by the people, democracy has since transcended its early Athenian practice to become the most predominant political system in the world today. Thus wouldn't it be fitting to think that by now, Greece of all places would have found equilibrium throughout every aspect of a system it birthed several thousand years ago? Logically, this would make sense, but a democratic system of governance hasn't always been the preferred practice in Greece. In fact, Greece's democratic model is still relatively young when
The path of life is not always smooth. There are ups and downs, sharp bends and unclear turns. Sometimes you are so bent on your reaching your destination that you blind yourself to other opportunities that life presents. This was my predicament before I joined college- an overzealous academician who was eager to conquer his dreams. Therefore, it came as a surprise when I learned that apart from attending classes, I would be expected to participate in at least one sport co-curricular activity. This was my father’s personal policy. He took it upon himself to ensure that all his children developed their athletic skills. I fought against this ideology. I told him that I did not have an athletic bone in my body. I even complained that adults are not supposed to be told what to do. I argued relentlessly. Needless to say, I lost miserably. “Co-curricular activities help in the development of the mind and body,” my father insisted-and took it upon himself to explain to a belligerent me. He even offered to go with me to college to meet my coach. “I do not need babysitting,” I said grudgingly. He then gave me a handbook and asked me to pick my sport. I knew I had lost the fight. The sports offered at my college included: soccer, basketball, hockey, badminton, cricket, rugby, volleyball, and swimming. After much thinking and critical analysis of each sport, I decided to settle for
It was an early summer day just after my eighth grade year when I made a decision that would significantly impact my high school career. I was working alongside my mother and father on the registration for my freshman year of highschool when I came across blank that asked if I would like to play a sport. For the past three years I had been playing volleyball, and though a successful and talented players, as I imagined my future self, I could not see myself on the court. I have a rather annoying habit of falling in and out of hobbies and interest, I like to consider myself a jack of all trades. Knowing I wanted to play a sport I asked my father if he had any recommendations. He told me that, “in his years as a businessman he had always regretted
On September 6, 2017, I were documented for an incident that involved a University Housing policy violation. I was charged with violating the University Housing Alcohol 1.2 policy. With my violation, came consequences. I met with The Residence Conduct Coordinator to discuss my actions and came to the conclusion that I would have to schedule a meeting with The Campus Alcohol and Drug Education Center (CADEC) and with that, a reflection paper.
When I first decided to expand my education, it had been so long since I had been to school, and I was very hesitant. I talked at length about my decision with my husband and with his encouragement, decided to enroll but still was not quite sure which degree program to enroll in. I knew that this was something that I had always wanted to do since I obtained my Associates Degree in Nursing, but I did not have the courage, nor did I want to give up the time with my family and children. I second guessed my abilities and my knowledge because it had been so long since I had been in college. Now that my children are about to graduate high school and
After going through Elementary school and being placed in only on grade classes I started to become very lazy. I never payed attention during class and I never went home and did homework. I spent 80% of Middle School playing video games and trying to be the best in video games.I became very good at Wrestling and good at Judo. I began traveling to do Judo and like the majority of children the sport is only fun if you're not having someone forcing you to do it 100% of time. Which looking back at it I don't blame my Father for forcing me to
Chapter 11 Topic – Social Capital and Human Capital Throughout this course we have learned about the disproportionate amounts of social and human capital held by members of different classes. The poor and working classes having the least amount of social and human capital. The text states that, while at one time “tightly knit working-class communities” were the norm, in today’s age they have become very rare. Additionally, among the poor class, individuals “can have productive social capital, drawing on extended family members for various types of assistance (350).”
During the summer of 2015 I overcame a challenge involving one of my favorite sports. That sport is volleyball. My mother signed me up for numerous volleyball camps so I could better myself. At the time I did not know how much these camps would help me. When I found out my parents signed me up for these camps without asking me if I wanted to do them, I was furious. In my mind I thought “Everything is decided for me, I never get to make my own.” This made me so mad I didn’t talk to my parents for a few hours some days.
After I take ACC 221 and ACC 222, this semester I decide to take ACC 321. The name of the class is intermediate financial accounting. Before I took the class, I heard the class is the most difficult class among accounting class because of there is a lot of materials to cover in very short time. There are around 15 chapters to cover in a semester so that we have to learn a chapter in a week because we have to use some classes to take the exams and quizzes. And if I want to learn this course well and get a good grade as what I did in ACC221 and ACC222. I will have to read the book, listen to the teacher carefully, do the quiz well, prepare for the exam well and finish all the homework online. It is very important to
An Analytics software is a key requirement for any small business which is dependent on an online presence to maximize its reach. The analytics software helps one understand the best ways to reach ones customers and draw more traffic and hence business. Google Analytics helps with the analysis of qualitative and quantitative data from a website and the competition to drive continual improvement of the online experience that customers and potential customers have, which translates into desired outcome. Google analytics is also one of the easiest ways to enable a small business to attract more visitors, retain or attract new customers for goods or services, or to increase the dollar volume each customer spends.
I grew up influenced by strong women. Growing up, I use to watch Disney’s Mulan on repeat. It became a habit that I would belt the songs from the movie from the very tops of my lungs. Bear in mind, I was only in the single digits of age at the time. Being a child, I thought I was a good singer. I know now I wasn’t. Doesn’t matter now. Turns out, I was terrible. I would also watch Atlantis: The Lost Empire and any other female led Disney movie though I could never stomach Sleeping Beauty or Snow White. Even now I have no idea why.
During this semester of Intro to College Writing at Gateway Technical College, I have found that learning to write a proper essay paper is compelling to me. In high school, writing essays was a very difficult thing for me because the teachers would try and help but everything they said blew over my head. Jessica Gleason, the instructor for Intro to College Writing class, helped explain in detail how to properly write a APA formatted essay paper. I learned what my introduction, body paragraphs and conclusion should include, which I struggled with. Another compelling topic in this class we completed was the “Plagiarism” game in class. Before this class I would have to write research, papers and include quotes, statements from an article, which I would include but not know how to properly cite them in my paper. The game that was associated with plagiarism was the Goblin Game, you need to figure out the situations that represented plagiarism. This game helped me with following the proper steps and knowing what not to put and to put in my paper.
My largest takeaway from CHP 199 is that I need be more critical and nuanced in the way I view myself and the world around me – to step outside of my glass palace of perfection and superiority. I, like many other people from privileged backgrounds, came into this course believing that I was morally superior to incarcerated people. I now realize that to hold such a view is to paint in overly broad brushstrokes and ignore the contextual factors that lead to imprisonment. I have not committed a violent crime before, but I also have not lived in a poverty-stricken area, do not have an abusive parent, and have not dealt with the anger and desperation that stems from systemic racism. Prior to this course, I knew – in an abstract, theoretical way – that incarceration was a problem in the United States. But attending a panel with formerly incarcerated individuals and reading stories about specific people in Just Mercy gave a human face to the problem. Those experiences forced me to grapple with my preconceived notions of the prison population and form a more compassionate, understanding viewpoint.
At a young age money, politics, or first world problems never occurred to me. Sadly, as I grew older all of these things hit me at once. From when I started my first job at fifteen, this thing called “taxes” took money out of my check. At that age, my mother showed me all of the bills she has to deal with such as, house payments, insurance, and car payments. My entire world was turned around on that subject. This led me to start caring about America's crises and why it's so stressful being an adult. After bringing a kid into this cold harsh world, this subject concerned me beyond belief. A flash of the real world hit me in the face hard. Starting with the little things, this is how the 2017 presidential election changed my view on this world and my world as well.
“He’ll be alright, Mom. Honestly, nothing bad ever happens to us. I promise we’ll be okay,” I reassured her. The next day, October 1, 2015, my dad discovered the devastating news: his doctor diagnosed him with cancer. The doctor explained he has Multiple Myeloma, a blood cancer that eats away at the bones, and it is incurable. Suddenly, it felt as though we were one of those families in the Fox Chase Cancer Center commercials. Why is this happening to us? What did we do to deserve this? Nothing could prepare me for the constant overwhelming feeling of bewilderment.