Senior (Junior) Reflection Analysis Coming into college, I never thought I would be an art major. I came to the University of Evansville with high hopes of being a nurse. I began the nursing program, but only lasted for a semester, due to anatomy and physiology being awful. I took up computer science, but quickly dropped that after about two weeks due to my grandfather passing away during the first week of the semester, and me having to leave for a week for his funeral. I was ready to drop out of school – I had no friends, stayed in my room all day except for class, and had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. About halfway through my second semester of college, I joined Phi Mu, which gave me hope and friends, and made me want to stay …show more content…
I wasn’t the best, but I worked hard and it showed. I was nervous taking my first studio class here (which was Design with Professor Matteson), but I feel I excelled and was excited to venture into other mediums. My favorite class by far has been oil painting, as the medium is fluid and easy to blend and work with, which allows me to get lost in the work. I have taken the class two times, and seeing my improvement from my first painting to my most current one is amazing. I still need to take ceramics, but I am hoping it will be an enjoyable experience for me. One of the most difficult classes I have taken was drawing one with Amy Musia. She and I didn’t necessarily see eye to eye, and the class was at 8AM. She expected a lot from us, which is not so much a problem with me, but other people in the class slacked off a lot, which rubbed off on me. Even with missing a lot of class due to going to Guatemala for my internship and struggling with a bad bout of depression afterwards, I still managed to receive (to my knowledge) one of the highest marks in the class. At midterms, it was suggested of me to drop the class and retake it at a later time, but my carefully laid out college plan didn’t give me room to do that, so I stuck through. Our final project was to be 3 foot by 4 foot, and I was one of the few students in the class that finished it on time. It showed me that hard work really can
I started my college education in the nursing field. I was convinced that this is what I wanted to do with my life. Well, three years into college I decided nursing was not what I wanted to do. At that point, I had no idea what I wanted to do. I was limited on time and had to choose a new major so I went with sport and exercise science. I had no idea what I was going to do with that but it didn’t sound too bad. Two years later I graduated with my bachelor’s degree. So four years pass by and I realize that my degree was probably not the best choice for me. I couldn’t find a job, nor did any of the possible jobs peak my interest. I was getting really unhappy in life with my mediocre job and the noninterest in my degree. My boyfriend told me that I should look at going back to school, however, this time he suggested I look into occupational therapy.
I have had my whole life planned since the third grade. I was going to be Brain Surgeon, save people, make money, life's two most important things. But as time progressed that future career morphed from being a brain surgeon to a teacher to a lawyer and et cetera, et cetera. Senior year came and I was dead set on being an environmental lawyer. I did it all, applied to colleges, got accepted, and even enrolled. All summer I was thrilled to begin my next four years. I arrived to my college on Freshman Orientation day and the moment I stepped onto that campus, I realized I was not ready. All of these kids, the excitement in their eyes, the constant chatter of, “I’m studying this…” “I’m double majoring…”, they wanted to be there, yet I was counting down the minutes to when I could go to my car and make the 3 hour trek home.
Just being in the classroom excited me, I loved learning and especially about something so complex and extraordinary as the human body. I was excelling in school, maintaining a 3.4 grade point average by the completion of the first term. Unfortunately as the second term began i received devastating news that i had stage 1B cervical cancer. I had to withdraw from the program and focus on my health. After completing treatments and undergoing many different procedures throughout the following year, my dreams took a back seat. Although i am blessed and thankful to be able to say i am now cancer free i allowed that obstacle to become a road block on my path to nursing. Years passed and i was still working as a server. Why? Because thats what was "comfortable" and there wasn 't any risk involved. But with no risk also came no reward. I decided to go to back to school to receive my license in the field of cosmetology. I thought it would be a fun career but most importantly i believed that path was the easier one. I somehow managed to tell myself that it was too late for me when it came to my real passion. I completed the program and passed my state boards to become a licensed cosmetologist. I was proud of myself for not only graduating but was overjoyed to be doing something other than serving. However there was
When I got accepted into Minnesota state University, Mankato. I decided to major as a pre-nursing student because I thought it would be the best way to get into the medical field. I did not know anything about the nursing program until I actually took courses that needed to reach our goal areas and hear stories from older colleagues. I liked the idea of becoming a nurse one day, but as I got another taste of different professions around me. I became indecisive as to what I like to do and what I wanted to do. As I’m ending my first semester, I’ve to push myself to view my life in the next four years and what I want to do with it. My progress now is not fit for the nursing program and I’m leaning towards something where I can use my degree right
You make some interesting point in your post this week. I believe that EMR can make charting easier, however, this is dependent on the system your organization uses and the tools built into the system. It was told to me that my organization bought the lower version of EPIC. Having not seen the advanced system, I can truly say it would be easier but that is what was told to me by someone who works for EPIC. Our former system, Picis, allowed for more detailed charting and was easier on the eyes.
In the beginning of my college academic career I thought I had it figured out. Like most naive young adults, I soon came to the realize that I didn’t. My first year of college I decided to go away to upstate New York and study at a vocational school to be veterinary technician. I had always loved animals, and I thought that this was the career for me. I slowly came to realize that it wasn't. For some reason the career was not fulfilling, and I quickly lost interest. I struggled a lot balancing a rigorous course load my first year of college, and on top of that I was far away from any support from my family. After my first year had ended, I felt lost and had no idea what to do next. I knew that I wanted to study something in the health or sciences,
My life has been one of constant motion like the ebb and flow of the ocean tide. My father’s military service meant that my family and I were nomads of the earth. We were shipped across the back and forth across the globe at the whim and will of the army. Assignment after assignment I packed my things without complaint and went to a new country, new home, new school to wherever I was told to go, but this year things changed. I finally had the freedom to choose where I wanted to be. My choice of college would signify a new chapter of my life and I would decide where it was going to start, and I could begin living it. I took my time; I visited different colleges but in the end, chose to remain close to my family who have been my main, and often only, support through life. When the
Genre two I thought going into the project would be the easiest however it ended up being the genre I feel I did the worst on. I struggled with presenting to the class, I felt as if I rushed my self and did not speak clearly enough. Looking back I wished I had done another form of presentation such as a video or a webpage like Hannah and Holly had created. When I was creating my power point I debated writing out what I was going to say onto the slides, however when I practiced presenting to my roommates, I spoke more clearly and calmly while going from my memory. However, when I got to class I felt uncomfortable standing in front of the whole class as well as the camera and found how nervous I was effected my presentation. This affected my organization of my presentation. I found myself more focused on my nerves than what I was going to say.
In order to produce an effective and well developed essay that clearly reflected my purpose to a distinct audience, I maintained a structuralized system throughout the entire process. I made sure to pay close attention to every step taken and self reflect on whether or not the change was an effective step closer to my final draft. In fact, I set up a system of comments and revisions for myself, in order to prioritize development. Not only this, but I also attempted at demonstrating writing techniques that were reflected in other reading passages discussed in class. Overall, I was able to produce a final draft of an informative narrative in which I reflected my purpose to a distinct audience.
So far in this semester I have learned so much about myself that it really puts me in a perspective that I can’t really believe I have somewhat found myself. I have yet to fully realize my potential, but I have notice the things I really want to pursue and become. Before coming into college I had no clue what I truly wanted to do with my life or what I was capable of doing, that was until I came to college. I came to SUNY Oswego so worried and so ashamed of not having a major and it really freaked me out because I felt so unprepared. I was told that it’s okay to not have a major and it’s even better cause when you don’t have a major you can explore so much more and it has been so much fun finding myself and really seeing how I am. During
This first semester of college has introduced me to many different experiences; living in the same room as another person, being more responsible for myself, being able to pursue my individual interests in an academic atmosphere, etc. When I first registered for this class, my heart sank, as most classes about humanities never appealed to me as well as mathematics and technology. Mathematics and technology typically have a set goal in mind that others usually will agree upon, while the humanities can have an overwhelming amount of varying factors that affect outcomes, which usually drives me away. Retrieving the textbooks for my classes increased my distaste for the writing class; I like to write creatively, but some of the article names
For the TGMD-2, my participant was named James Williams. He is a six year old boy who is in first grade at Just Elementary and his physical education teacher is Coach Mark Perry. For his age, William possessed advanced movement on a lot of the tasks. With regards to the TGMD-2, it will be beneficial to look at each of the specific activities and where the William was at developmentally.
During my high school years, I attended a Christian School that was founded by Southern Baptist missionaries. Their perspective on the world was black and white. They practiced traditional evangelism that felt like one had to live in a Christian bubble, or listen to Christian music, or read Christian magazines and books. This experience lacked spiritual depth and width for me.
This week they continued working on the theme of emotions. We read the book “When Sophie gets angry” and played a game that enhanced their motor skills). Something that I observed during the motor activity was that a few of the first group of students had a difficulty in understanding and follow the directions of the motor game. Especially, when they had to roll they needed adult assistance and they did not seem engaged. However, the adults did their best to encourage and support them to roll. During this time other students started moving in the classroom and become disengaged. I was wondering what we could do to support peers to remain engaged and at the same time help the students that needed support. Would it work if we separate team into smaller groups with one adult where students that started being bored have the choice to do something different regarding emotions?
I had two opportunities to try activities with students at the Jacqueline M. Walsh School for the Arts, as a part of the development of the curriculum and an effort to boost health education at the school. During my first visit, I was asked to give options for three nutrition activities. Students were able to choose between creating a visual representation of the 24-hour food diary they had just completed, redesign a food label, or write a song about deceptive labeling practices. Because this is an arts high school, participants showed little apprehension about participating fully without any social reservations – a problem that I will admit is much ore of an obstacle in other populations during initial stages of implementing arts integration strategies. Students showed no hesitation whatsoever, and were excited to be able to show off their artistic practices to a guest. With a little encouragement, students produced sophisticated work far beyond what I had expected. One student, for example, turned her food log into a comic, while another chose to create an abstract drawing of her food melting together. A group of students, dissatisfied with a piggyback song they were trying to write, elected instead to do an extensive freestyle rap. When the time came to share their work, every student excitedly volunteered. Students looking around the room were quick to note that there were virtually no vegetables represented amongst the food diaries, which led into an impromptu