Reflective Essay About Myself

Hays (2008) discussed privilege and biases based on culture and how these privileges and biases can affect a therapist’s work. Having a healthy understanding of self-identity can help understand the role of privilege and biases. In order to help self-reflect, Hays (2008) presented the ADDRESSING model which includes age, disability (born with), disability (acquired), religion, ethnicity/race, socioeconomic status, sexual orientation, indigenous status, nationality, and gender. This ADDRESSING model will be applied in this paper.

However, sixth grade was the year of teased hair, skinny jeans, Aeropostale and Converse. I began to pay more attention to my self image, more specifically to my hair. Most of the girls in my class had thin, glossy, pin straight hair. The type of hair someone could easily run their fingers through. As opposed to mine, where someone's fingers would be probably become stuck. I desperately begged my mom to buy me a straightening

The areas of productiveness in this session for me included the paraphrasing and minimal encouragers. Throughout this session I felt that my paraphrasing was clear and concise. It allowed the client to think about what he had said, while being able to provide me with feedback and allowed for the conversation to flow naturally.

It may be hard to believe, but I wasn’t always this bald and beautiful. I, like many other young men, was a victim of a vicious receding hairline. Me being so young, I fell victim to a plethora of cruel jokes, I mean let’s face it, not many sixteen-year-old girls swoon over a young boy with the hairline like their fathers. I was constantly ragged on by family, friends, strangers, and anyone else with a working pair of eyes. Thus, I grew to be very self-conscious about my hairline, or lack thereof. Then that all changed one day with a mirror and a razor. Looking back at it, I can’t help but laugh and smile when I think about the days when all I wanted was a full head of hair.

I entered school with what everyone, even myself thought was a new look. No One came to school with different designs in their head. Pictures of swirls and parts all put together by a set of mechanical blades. I got acknowledged more and more. Almost each week i returned to school with a new look. It made me feel great to know that something i had no clue of doing, had others thinking it was the hottest trends around the school. This type of attention motivated me to want to learn more about this craft. So i started asking questions now and gathering more information about hair

Every morning, I make the decision of whether or not to wear my headscarf to school, where I am the sole teenager, among four hundred others, to do so. This was undoubtedly frightening the first few weeks of freshman year, bringing on obstacles, but it soon became integrated into my everyday routine. I throw it on everyday the same as I do with the rest of my clothing, not thinking twice about it. With this being normal to me, I constantly forget that it catches other’s eyes. Jumping through hurdles, I learned how to use what others saw as a disadvantage to my own advantage, enabling me to completely change my view about myself.

Ever since I was little I loved hair; blonde, brunette, red, long, short, all types. All of my friends and family thought I would become a hairdresser, for a while I wanted to. I spent many long nights getting my applications filled out. Then one day as I was walking along the old brick roads in my small hometown, I saw that little red for sale sign on the front of Eleanor’s Wig’s.

One of them happened to be myself. Being a reserved person did not help because I knew my hair would draw much unwanted attention to me. When I was eventually able to push past this, making it through the school day became my next challenge. On multiple occasions, when I wore my hair in an Afro, discouraging comments from my peers kept me from keeping it down. At home I also received opposition from my parents. Although my mother is a strong Nigerian woman, she was programmed to believe that “good hair” is straight and sleek. At certain times I felt like the world was against what I

Growing up, there have been some significant times in my life with hair that I will never forget. One for example, when I was little I was always told to stay away from the scissors. I was a mean child, I never did what I was told. The scissors were things that mommy called, “A no-no.” I loved Barbie’s as a little girl, but then again who didn’t? Brushing and styling their hair was always fun. One day I happened to wonder

I’d think nothing bad of my hair, in fact, I was grateful for my hair to be in some sort of style after all that effort. I’d run around during recess with my hair bouncing behind me, but instead of gracefully moving like a model’s hair in a Pantene commercial, my hair uniformly jerked up and down with each step like a stiffened cloud. I’d get the occasional comment on how strangely fluffy my hair was and questions on

I was confused as to why so many girls wore their hair in a fashion that I thought was “knappy”. Months go by, I see so many black girls cutting off their processed ends to start over with their natural hair. July 1, 2015 the girl [I] who once hated her hair because it wasn’t white enough for her chopped every single strand of her off until only curls were left. Over a year later and the curls in my hair continuously remind me that I am beautiful just the way I was born to

Over the course of my lifetime in the real-world and the academic classroom, language has played a significant role. Attending Spanish classes throughout my high school tenure into my first semester at Quinnipiac University has enabled me to expand and develop my communication and reasoning skills in the Spanish language. With this genuine self-reflection, I will discuss my capabilities and experiences regarding language learning, regarding the Spanish language course

School, to me and among many peers of my age, is not a distant term. I have spent one-third of my life time sitting in classrooms, every week since I was seven years old. After spending this much time in school, many things and experiences that happened there have left their mark in my memory. Some are small incidences while some have had a great impact on me. However, regardless the degree of significance, things that happened all contributed to shape the person that I am now.

During the course of the quarter, I feel that I have progressed somewhat. I've gained a lot of knowledge on rhetorical strategies and how to present arguments effectively. In the writings I have written, I feel that each writing works towards meeting the course goals. Logos, ethos, and pathos were strategies and ideas we were introduced to (if not already in the past) and were built upon throughout the quarter. The knowledge gained over the course of the quarter weren't only those three types of appeals. Rhetorical strategies like proposals helped reinforce the course and using rhetorical analysis in different situations have become easier throughout the quarter. I believe that I have made sufficient progress towards becoming a better

There are three very important aspects that play a major rule in my life. They can be categorized as intellectual, social, and spiritual. My intellectual self is interesting because I am mainly right-brained which means that I tend to use my creativity more than my mathematical skills, also making me a visual learner. My social self consists of friends, family, and my surroundings. I spend most of my time at home with my family. Whenever I am with my friends, I observe their behaviors and listen to their opinions. I am more of an independent type of person. Being with different people has influenced me into appreciating different cultures and beliefs. I have learned things that have now been incorporated into my own set of beliefs and