A bit surreal today as I sit down and write my first paper in almost 20 years. I’ve spent the last 10 years trying to be very concise in my communication, to the point and easy to skim the important facts to ensure what I need to get across will be read. The fact that I am having some emotional response to the stress related to routinely writing papers that ‘feel long’ is just a great example of some of what I learned from my MBTI/Firo B results.
My whole family thought I was crazy, that I could not handle going to a huge city, and I would end up getting lost. Part of me just wanted to stay at the hotel and stay safe, but I knew that chances to explore new places only come once every so often. Therefore, I took whatever courage I had and walked into the BART. Once I got to downtown, my families expectations came true and I was lost within ten minutes of being alone. I was alone in a huge city but I did not feel scared; being alone made me stronger, and made me use my instincts. I used my map and I decided to buy a ticket for a double-decker bus tour. I had my step moms Nikon camera and I photographed all of San Francisco. I realized that I fit into the city life more than I
In the city, there were countless attractions that summoned visitors on a day-to-day basis. The buses, trains, new subway system, cars, and elevated railroads all carried people over from everywhere and into New York. The city had all types of attractions that the towns didn’t, such as Broadway the shopping districts, cabarets and nightclubs, and fine wine-and-dine restaurants where the rich could enjoy an extravagant dinner and time. The middle class could do similar, all while being surrounded by and visible to family, friends, and neighbors. The city flourished with life, especially at night once streetlights became available. Those who had the ability to do so enjoyed everything that there was to offer; however, not everyone had the opportunity to relish in the excitement available.
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.
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
In this paper I plan to briefly review what happened during the counseling demonstration. Next, I will discuss two basic counseling skills that I believe I used well, and one that I struggled with. Finally, I will discuss the next steps I will take in order to improve my counseling skills.
As I walked out of the airport into new territory, I could immediately feel the change in atmosphere. The air once chilled from morning dew, had turned into radiating heat from the cement and metal structures in the evening sun. As I looked out in my jeans and tee-shirt, I felt out of place. I was surrounded by the 8.55 million people who populate New York City. Each person with their own style and demeanour. As I walked down streets in search of the correct subway stop with my church group, everyone could tell that we were tourists. We were lugging our impossibly heavy suitcases through the streets, down the unforgiving stairs, and onto the crowded subway. After walking up and down what felt like hundreds of steps and changed subway trains
“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
Sitting in the cab, on the way from JFK, I caught my first glimpse of Manhattan. I had been calm the entire flight, in fact, I had been excited to come to New York. But sitting alone in that yellow cab made me think of everything that could go wrong in my first year. I imagined myself as a friendless failure, someone who just sat in his room all day, too afraid to embrace the city outside. But it never happened. And in less than a year, New York become like a second home. I began to feel utterly comfortable wandering its streets in the middle of the night, desperately searching for an ice-cream shop that was still open. I felt like I belonged. And so, when I returned this fall, there was no sense of apprehension at all – I felt completely normal.
Furthermore, I really need to pass this course because after spring 2016 I would no longer be able to attend college to finish my degree and I am so close to complete it. Only have two classes left Math 113 and Biology 105 that I am in enrolled in for spring 2016. I was told by the Financial Aid department that I only have an enough money left for those two classes and supplies. I would greatly appreciate it if you would look at my record here at John A. Logan College and reconsider my grade in this Math 062.
The clocks at LIH appeared to be online and communicating to the WDM. I began my check to start data collection that is when I realized the clocks are not operating normally. I tried to reboot, initialize, and test both clocks though it appeared the clocks were in the process of successfully completing the task, it failed. Within the last two hours, I managed to get both clocks to complete a data collection successfully. I contacted Kari, LIH Coordination Center and request to have a TSO swipe their badge on both clocks located at the Checkpoint and Break Room, respectively.
did not fare as well as I expected on my portfolio. I enjoyed this class immensely too, including my professor, Dr. Susan DeLuke. I learned a great deal during the course as well as after the course from Dr. DeLuke, with the multiple homework assignments, and papers, and achieved very good grades under her guidance. However, applying it to the portfolio was challenging. It was a great deal to absorb, retain and get accurate in a short amount of time and I have a tendency to let tasks likes these overwhelm me. I know I could have performed better on my portfolio now. I went from an A in this class to a C+ because of my final portfolio. I thought I did well on it, and I did not. It was very disappointing results for both the student and Professor
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.