Self Reflection Worksheet

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I went to Manhattan, New York for vacation and decide to visit the Manhattan Macy’s department for the first time. I couldn’t help to notice the aroma of fresh cookies, pizza, and ice cream for sale before entering Macy’s it was Macy’s, it was making me hungry. I bought chocolate chip cookies and tasted like fresh warm cookies that directly from the oven. When I enter the store, I laid eyes on the setting of Macy’s it very different from the one in Miami it was very luxurious atmosphere because the gold the furniture and polish marble Italian tiles. I felt so welcome there the people were so nice to me, I thought it was the holidays because everyone was in a good mood. As I was walking to the Men’s side of the department store

As my father, my siblings, and I continued moving through Boston, my sister noted that we could save ourselves about five minutes of walking if we cut through the Boston Common. As she had selected a pair of “cute” sneakers for the trip that were entirely unprepared for the hour long trek back to the car, she vehemently insisted on this and we walked through a large park that was not nearly well-lit enough for me to be entirely comfortable with. The entire walk in the Common was characterized by my insistence that we

An opportunity arose to visit the city of my dreams. My school’s basketball team was participating in a tournament at Yeshiva University, and my friend Zach had an apartment that we could stay in nearby in Washington Heights. My parents were skeptical at first, because they were concerned with the safety of Washington Heights. I eventually persuaded them to let me stay with Zach, when my uncle Rich volunteered to backstop my trip. I began to contact my uncle Rich who lives in the Upper East Side of New York, to see if he had any advice on what to do while in New York. He worked together with me to brainstorm ideas of how to maximize my trip. I tried to get Zach involved with the planning but he became overwhelmed, and preferred to live by the play it by ear mentality. After a few weeks of planning with Rich, it came time to board the plane in West Palm Beach. Zach and I sat next to a girl who was a native New Yorker. I asked her “what do you do for fun in New York.” She responded by saying “ the best part of New York is getting lost.” I thought that she had an interesting response, but I didn’t plan on getting lost.

What laid in my hand was my literal golden ticket to the world. This small, flimsy card could take me anywhere I wished to go to in New York City but I didn’t enjoy this privilege all my life. I grew up in a neighborhood where my family and I didn’t need to travel far for a doctor’s checkup or a grocery run. My whole world consisted of a few streets in Brooklyn. Unfortunately, my parents could neither drive nor afford many rides on our MetroCard. I had seen places like the Empire State Building and Central Park merely in pictures so the inner adventurer in me yearned to see what was outside Brooklyn.

There are a multitude of ways we can address the inequality occurring as we live. To begin, those who are privileged need to acknowledge that they are and how it effects targeted groups such as diverse races. Subsequently, privileged individuals must actively listen to their targeted peers and empathize towards their struggles. By listening, we can foster the steps of development towards combating various forms of

At the age of 5 my mother, my father and I took a walk over the bridge in Mostar, Bosnia and Herzegovina. While never been able settle down as a child, my mother took it upon herself to carry me across so that I don’t fall down thirty feet to a watery death. As we enjoy the smell of the air and the wind blowing coolly against us, we decided to take a photo. Father went across from us with the camera and my mother and I stood on the other side, our backs facing the edge of the bridge and the river leading to the ocean. It wasn’t until I heard a scream and saw a flash that I realized I was falling for what felt like 10 seconds. After fifteen hours in a coma, I awoke to find my family happy as can be, even though I had no memory of any of them. It was from that point that I wondered how I would have been a different person had I retained all my previous feelings and thoughts.

Growing up in a diverse community being surrounded with people of different races, sexuality, gender, and socio-economic class has shown me that we all share different experiences. We all go through different events during our lives that add to our experience and shape us to who we become as people. I took a class about social inequalities in the United States, and it helped me realize that many of us are victims of social injustices, whether it is how someone treated because of their race, or being expected to act a certain way because of gender or sexuality, or even recognizing the lack of opportunities because of socio-economic class. Understanding not only my own, but other’s experiences as well is important to me because it has shaped

For a public appearances I will schedule a meeting where any body is free to join.I present the problems of racial inequalities and how it has change over time.I will also tell people how to bring awareness to racial inequalities and how it can affect people's lives.

Ever since I was a little girl, New York City always seemed like a place that was magical. My family’s TV on Thanksgiving was always broadcasting the enormous balloons, extravagant floats, and millions of people lining the streets of the city for the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. Freshman year, excited squeals and giggles erupted from my brother and I after our parents told us that we would be visiting New York City for the first time to witness the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. After several months of waiting and lots of turbulence, our plane hit the landing with a thunk at Laguardia airport and reality set in: we were in the city. Walking out of the airport was absolutely surreal. The sights, sounds, and smells surrounded my family and

“It is, let us say, an entitlement that none of us should have to earn; ideally it is an unearned entitlement. At present, since only a few have it, it is an unearned advantage for them” (McIntosh, 15). Here are some instances where I have had unearned advantages. My culture can be obsessed with light skin. Colorism is a huge issue within desi culture media and personal life. I have a lighter skin tone and because of that I have gained unearned privileges such as being taken more seriously, being considered ‘pretty’ within the community, and so on. I also have the privilege of being an American citizen. Being a citizen has given me the unearned privilege of having access to more jobs, financial aid, access to health care at work, and more opportunities. I also have the privilege of being able bodied. I remember looking around at all the hills and stairs at UCLA and wondering how people in wheelchairs get around, this is something physically disabled people always have to consider. I also have the privilege of not worrying about taking medication, having enough money for medication, not getting a job because of my disability, having more access to opportunities, and much more. I also wanted to mention that although I am a minority, I am

I left Washington D.C. pretty late, so I only reached New York City by midnight. Although it was late, I still found a very frightening hotel room. I searched what seems like almost every hotel room in the city, but still ended up with the most terrifying one. I finally feel asleep around three in the morning and woke up around one in the afternoon. Almost a whole day wasted away. Although there was still time to visit the Statue of Liberty. It took about a half an hour to get there. I bought the crown tickets, which means that I had access to the crown, the museum, the pedestal, and the Fort Wood level. When I finally reached the Statue of Liberty, I had to take a ferry boat out to Ellis Island, to get to the statue. It was 354 stairs to the

Last summer, my family and I took a trip to New York City. We’ve visited this city about five years ago, but I didn't remember much since I was only eleven years old. This trip changed my mindset on life. I got to experience the unexplainable and took pictures that were priceless. This trip is definitely a trip to remember and will always be special to me.

My husband thought this to be a bit corny, but not me. How exciting it was to hail my first ever cab to the city. The taxi ride itself was long, but I was to busy to care, because I was taking in all of the sites like a vacuum. The true moment of the taxi ride came to be once we entered the city of Manhattan. The taxi driver was true to form by honking, speeding when allowed, and not caring if we cut off anyone during our drive. The traffic from the airport to the city was a big jumbled mess. I have never experienced traffic this bad before. I was so excited once our taxi man paid the toll to get into Manhattan. Paying that toll was like gaining access to a secret society. The city, it people and the buildings welcomed us with open arms.

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.