Value Of My Life Essay

Growing up I’ve had plenty of experiences that showed me how the world is and who I really am . Two years ago when I was 12 I lost someone who was very special to

Trying to stay in your comfort zone and letting fear get the best of you will always choke your creativity and sabotage any chances you might have of succeeding. In order to achieve any worthy goals, you must start realizing that discomfort is a prerequisite for success. In his teaching, The Life Excellence Plan, Stephen McGhee wrote “You make yourself feel uncomfortable by stepping into uncharted territory. You allow yourself to rise up.” Being too comfortable is a sign that you are at a standstill in your life. In this world of convince it’s easy to get comfortable and fall into a life of mediocrity. No risk, no reward. On occasion we can get so comfortable with where we are in our lives that we no more test ourselves to push ahead in life.

They kept their promise and on January 29, 2010 Tamara Emily Persell was born. I remember it as if it was yesterday and consider it one of the happiest days of my life; however with the little bundle of joy that we as a family lovingly call Toma, came a lot of responsibilities and life in the household was never the same. Before that time my mom did everything around the house and was too involved in my life. After Toma came home, each of us took on part of the chores, helping out with the laundry, cooking and cleaning. Also after her birth I was not the only child anymore and was not on the top everybody’s priority list. I remember feeling more free than ever before, since all the attention was finally lifted off. This also contributed to my entering of adulthood, since all of a sudden I had more responsibilities and freedom than ever before. This experience taught me valuable life

For one of the few times in my life, I let myself down. At my interview for Phillips Exeter, the admissions director asked me how I would face disappointment, given that it would surely occur over the next four years. I thought I knew, but as it turns out, I overestimated my abilities to face it head on. During those first two years, disappointment hurt me. By concentrating on that period of time, you would perceive me incorrectly. But please know this: I am stronger than ever, more aware of my ability to overcome something that hit me

My parents support me emotionally but they would never be able to do what that students mother just did I personally did not even know in college they used websites such as canvas and coursework. So I began behind I had to read 2 chapters in only two days for many a chapter took and hour on to it took me 6 hours to read 1 chapter and that was not enough for me to understand the chapter completely I watched Youtube videos from a online Psychology teacher that covered lectures on the chapter the lectures went for at least to hours. I put a lot of effort but I never gave up I struggled like you won't imagined but I made it true in my first assignment I got the lowest score in the whole class shameful I know, but I made progress I went from the lowest score to higher than the median to a perfect score. My experience in stanford was full of surprises it was not a piece of cake many believe that I am so smart and so on but that's not the

I worked just as hard, yet my test results were notably underwhelming in comparison to my ‘top 10’ classmates. What was different about me, I thought every night before I fell asleep. Then I realized, I was alone in my cherishment of extracurricular activities. While my classmates were up late Friday nights studying, I was cheering on the sidelines, exerting myself to pep up the crowd via backflips. When others were reading ahead, I was helping to feed outlying communities. While the ‘top 10’ was still cramming, I was at a Wednesday worship program. I’m committed to giving my complete impetus to everything I take part in, and sometimes, your best isn’t enough for what you want and there is almost nothing you can do about it. This taught me that in order to be truly fulfilled, you need to accept failure as part of your life and learn to move on. Thinking about it, I would not be happier if I quit doing the things I love to study more so that I could be in the ‘top 10’. In fact, I would most definitely be more miserable. Learning to accept failure, I have decided to cultivate my energy into simply giving my all and to welcome whatever rank, or not, I receive with open

My difficult courses has taught me to always give my best effort no matter how hard the task at hand is. I have taken three advanced placement classes and four honors classes. Taking on these courses I sacrifice leisure time to study. I study between two to three hours a night for these classes so I can do my best. This is exemplified with me getting all A’s in my classes last semester. The monumental lesson I learned from my course load is to

In life, there are always failures of everything. As college students, we are experiencing endless stress, anxiety and fear failure. I remembered back in my sophomore year, I enroll in this accounting 201 class for my major’s requirement. The first week of class is simple, but after the third and fourth week, it gets harder and harder. There are many business concepts and words that are new to me. It is really hard to catch up in the class, sadly I have failed the first exam. I feel so blue. After that, I go to the professor’s office in purpose to ask him for advises of how to improve in the class. Then he advises me to drop the class because his materials in the class are straightforward and there is nothing he can do to help. It breaks my heart, after hearing him says that.

During the fifth year of my life, my mom gave birth to my little sister, Adreona and, a year later, Alona. The only thing, I liked about her

My first failure discouraged me to the point where, I felt like I would never reach an advanced math level again. The lack of self-confidence that resulted from my sub-par math scores soon began to negatively affect some of my other classes. I quickly realized that the trend had to stop. I worked diligently to achieve what, at the time, seemed unattainable. My change in the outlook of my repeated failures helped me to finally succeed. Throughout the course of the last two years, I have grown more self-aware in my study habits. I push myself even harder when I think I have done the best I can.

On January 29, 2001 at around four o’clock in the afternoon, a beautiful little girl named Leslie Arreaga was born. It was the first time I was able to hold and see a baby so up close. When I saw her for the first time I didn’t know what to say. All I told my parents was “ I love her and she is perfect.” My parents laugh at me because I was only four years old when she was born. I just couldn’t believe that I was finally an older sister. I remember that every time a person would come in and try to hold her I would give them a look saying “ If you hurt her, I will hurt you.” Leslie was the most precious little baby I had ever seen in my little four year life. She was so chubby, with big brown eyes and a little heart shaped mouth. The day my

I learned from my various courses that you cannot get discouraged when you know that you have a lot on your plate those are the times to rise above and to focus. Making sure everything was completed in a timely manner and to an above average standard was very important especially in my college courses. When you do not put the amount of effort needed it shows in the final product, I always want my product to look like I did my best no matter what it might be. Coming in from middle school it was easy to skate by and do everything at the last minute and still get perfect scores but now that I am being academically challenged those methods no longer work. I am very grateful for being able to have the opportunity to attend the STEM Early College at NC A&T because it is preparing me for my future

To begin, I was my mother’s first born. I am the oldest of the biological siblings and for 5 years I was an only sibling, I was treated much different and knew I could get away with more for these first years. After 13 years, my parents adopting my older sister. I was the oldest sibling for 13 years then I was the middle sibling. I was no longer the “rule setter” and instead had more strict rules due to my older sister’s behavior. She also came from a much different background than me and she helped shape me and open my eyes to how different people can be raised.

I managed to pull an A in my Gen Bio II class; however this task was far from easy. While I met the expectations placed on myself, it was difficult to watch my five year old cousin lose her sight. Despite the pain she had endured, I was relieved to find out that the cancer hadn't spread to her lymph nodes. Unaware that her sight was lost on both eyes, my mom purchased a Frozen blanket and an Annie doll before we delivered it to my older cousin and her grandma. When we received the news about her surgery and the outcome, I felt my heart; as for my mother, her face looked as though it dropped. Even though my first day of summer class was going to start, my mother and I couldn't fall asleep that night. Once I started my first week of class, my grandfather underwent double by pass surgery. Before my first exam, I spent most days in a cold waiting room in hopes of seeing my grandfather. My uncles teased me about constantly studying while I waited there. While Grandpa did managed to wake up and improve his health conditions prior to the first Biology lecture exam, my concentration was not at its optimal. I failed my first exam with a 68. That night, I cried and was too ashamed to eat dinner. From then on, I spend time a few hours at the library

have always been the type of person to learn from my failures, and to try my absolute hardest to improve after them. One of my most memorable failures was with AP U.S. History, which I took Sophomore year. Like many of the other students, I was very laid back coming into class in the fall of 2014. I recall the lecture that our teacher, Mr. Hohenstein, gave us about keeping up with work and studying for tests. He specifically told us that you wouldn’t pass unless you gave your one-hundred percent. Despite all the important details and life lessons in his lecture, I didn’t heed most of his advice. After a few weeks had passed, our first test came around the corner. I thought that I was prepared, due to spending a couple of hours studying the