Reflection Paper On Self Check

I find myself looking over my shoulder every time I step outside my front door. Violence has opened my eyes and destroyed my dreams of peace. When I first moved to Philadelphia from Puerto Rico, I moved into a neighborhood that was full of gangs and drugs. Philadelphia represented a new start, a chance for me to breathe again. I had experienced a tragic shooting right before my ten year old eyes in Puerto Rico; my mom’s best friend was killed, while the murderer calmly walked away. We escaped to Philadelphia, and I thought my days of witnessing horrific violence were over. However, my dreams were shattered like gunshots in the night. One day, while I was napping, I was awoken by a series of deafening pops. As soon as I heard them, I dropped

The author of I Can’t See the Azaleas did a great job in getting her point across, being that no one is exempt from being a victim of crime. Most people believe they live in a world that is safe and secure, but as Sargent Dianna Thomas showed that is not the case. Women and children need to be aware that danger lurks around every corner, and if they are not paying attention to their surroundings they make themselves an easy target. Also people who want to want harm others is not always a stranger that he or she passes on the street, but the person with whom we share our homes and lives with. Be aware of the company that you keep.

"A person can never be too careful, whether they are at home or out and about. Crime is everywhere

Has it ever crossed your mind that you are not always safe? Certain situations are more risky and treacherous. But some places are safer than other. For example your home, church, and even school. But are you real safe at any of those places? What keeps someone from coming in and just taking everything from right underneath you? Try to go back many, many, many years ago, do you remember going off to kindergarten on the first day of school, ever? Emotions flying through everyone, mom, dad, grandparents, and especially you. Worrying about will I like my teacher or will my best friend be in my class? These all seem like fairly large problems at the time,

That said, while you might have a responsibility for others under your supervision, care, or counsel, you still have a supremely divine responsibility to yourself. Stay safe, be vigilant and keep prepared for the probability of subsequent eventualities. You never know where sinister individuals will act out their sense of extreme self-interest. On top of that, forget the socio-psycho-babble psychic epistemology about the external forces that "make you do things". Remember, it's not what goes from the outside in; it's what comes for the inside out. You create your purposes, intentions and subsequent actions you freely and knowingly commit. You're the only one who makes you do things, good, bad or indifferent, evil and wickedly sinful. No body else, and no ifs, ands or buts. Just you and your grandiose need for self-gratification at the expense of others. Meanwhile, many of us classical criminologists, or rational theorists, get sick and tired of the constant noisy, boring and wearisome "round up the usual suspects" of clever deception, distraction and sleight of hand. This relates to myriad fallacies of inference that are the customary mode of social communicative

At the break of the day I wake up before the sun has even settled itself back into the sky, I repeat my dreary morning routine, and I go somewhere. I go somewhere by myself, quite alone, maybe in my car, maybe just for a walk around the neighborhood. While I’m out on my walk or after I’ve driven somewhere and gotten out of my car (that seriously needs a run through the car wash), I become aware. I become vividly aware of all the people around me and feel unsafe, I feel unsafe in my own neighborhood because I heard a woman was held at gunpoint not far from here, I feel unsafe because I’ve binge watched Criminal Minds and I know how easy it is for unsuspecting women who feel safe in public, at stores and in parking lots, to be abducted.

Imagine taking your young child with you to run errands. You race into Target and then are delayed as you search for the one item you need. In that one moment, your child walks off to find the toy section. You begin to search around you and then quickly become frantic. Your mind takes you places you have always feared. What if someone has taken my baby? This scene and other similar to it are far too familiar in our world.

In “Severing the Human Connection” by H. Bruce Miller, the author describes a trip to a local gas station and his thoughts on the latest security implements. Some examples given are having to pay for gas before you pump to help reduce theft and an employee sitting in what is described as “a dark, glassed-in, burglar-proof, bullet-proof, probably grenade-proof cubical”, Miller expressed how he felt like a criminal, even though he wasn’t doing anything wrong. He explained that most people brush off these security measures by saying that they are only protecting themselves, but from what? He suggests that people have gotten to the point where they feel the need to be protecting themselves from each other. “It strikes me that we are expending so

But I know that I still do the right thing by not giving in. Things have come full circle, in an eerie sort of way. This summer I worked as a summer camp counselor at my synagogue. One day, much like that chilly Saturday youth group, we got pulled aside and told the synagogue was on lockdown. We had to continue as normal and not act scared; it wasn’t just for our sake, but the kids as well. I didn’t feel an ounce of fear, not then, not after when I learned there was a shooter targeting our synagogue and when he was apprehended, he wasn’t fifteen minutes away from us. They say hindsight is twenty-twenty. I look back and see where I was coming from. But I know the dangers are real. And knowing that makes me

This paper is a work of self-examination to find out what influenced my development from birth to this my 56th year. I will delve into my past and try to honestly and without judgment describe what events and actions led me to become the person I am today. I will look at the way in which the culture and family I grew up in build the frame-work of the person I have evolved into.

A few days ago, I was walking to my car after class by myself. It was dark outside and I couldn’t really see much except for what the parking lot lights lit up. I saw a man walking towards the same parking lot as I was and I began worry. I started thinking to myself that I should have waited for my friend that was in my class; that way there would be at least two of us. It turns out that the man’s car was in the same parking lot as mine but, I had nothing to worry about. His main concern was probably just to go home.

I chose to base my studies on J because we shared a lot in common; we are both Christians living in a predominantly Muslim country. He is eleven years old. His parents are Jordan nationals who have lived in Bahrain for at least two years. J goes to school at Naseem International School where I work. The school offers PYP programs. Lessons are conducted in English; however, Arabic lessons are also offered per week. Majority of kids in this school are Muslims most of whom are Bahrainis. Other nationalities making the student population are Saudis, Lebanese, Jordanians, few South Africans, and other Arabian Gulf countries. Teachers are a mixture of nationalities. Some of them are Arabs, others South Africans, while some are Europeans.

The results of my self assessment were pretty accurate to what I know about myself. I have strong intrapersonal and interpersonal skills. I maintain strong relationships with others and think deeply about my life choices, goals, and ambitions. The only score that I thought would be higher was my musical score. I can play a musical instrument and I enjoy listening to music, but I don’t like to sing or play for others. Thinking back to my childhood, I was a linguistic learner. I followed directions well, if someone modeled how to do something, I could follow it and explain it back. I liked talking with someone personally to understand different concepts. The older I got, I was able to adapt to how my teachers’ taught. I had one teacher who loved using bodily-kinesthetic activities, I had other teachers who loved to sing and use logical-mathematical thinking. If I didn’t adjust to their styles of teaching, I wouldn’t have been successful in their class. I believe learning patterns can be altered because my learning pattern was altered. I’ve learned many different things from teachers who have different teaching styles. Teaching is an art and all teachers should use different teaching styles. Having a wide variety of teachers with different teaching styles made me a well rounded learner.

Before taking this course my writing styles and habits were very different. I was the typical procrastinator because I would wait until the night before a paper was due to start it. This did not allow me enough time to properly proofread everything, which resulted in getting points deducted for simple grammatical errors that could have been avoided if I would have had the time to proofread. My writing styles have many strengths and weaknesses and I have been able to improve my writing because of them. I have learned from my strengths and weaknesses how to become a better writer.

I am now approaching the conclusion of my college career and starting to adjust to work life. This is a period of self-reflection and an attempt to put everything I learned into perspective. During this period of my life, I have been constantly thinking and contemplating my future. I feel very anxious yet nervous during this time while I am adjusting to this new stage of my life. When I was in High school my life was very structured, because I could be very dependent on peoples help and I obviously still lived with my family. When I went to college, I had to break away from that feeling of dependency and start the adjusting to adulthood. In college there was more responsibility and I started to become more independent. This was a crucial step in my life but choosing a career is going to be an even bigger step. It is a bigger step because; I have to start structuring my career goals and family goal for the future. At this moment all I can think about is my career, and how I can I keep improving myself for work life.