I returned from one of the groups I attended to the main recreational building where people wait after meetings. There were not too many people back from groups, and I did not see anyone that I met before. I attempted to talk to a few people; however, they did not wish to talk to me as they refused to answer my conversation initiations or responded briefly and walked away. Finally, I sat down close to this younger female. She looked up and told me that she loved my shirt and that green was her favorite color. I responded that it was mine too, and I moved closer to her seat to be able to talk to her. She told me that she used to live in another state with her mom and grandparents. Her mother met a man, and moved to Chattanooga to be with him. She went with her mother, and then she …show more content…
She said that she is waiting to be placed in a group home, and she was hoping to leave soon. I do not think that she knew much about any group homes as she seemed very anxious and did not know what to expect. She asked many questions such as if she could eat until she was full, if they helped her get a job, and if they helped her finish high school. I told her that they could help her find a job when she is …show more content…
Even though she wanted to return to her last high school, she could go to a local high school if she wanted a diploma. At one time, she reached her arm out in front of me to show me her bracelet that she made in art class. My reaction was to touch the bracelet, but when I reached out she jerked away to prevent me from touching it. I should have been more cautious after knowing her reaction to eye contact, and I honestly thought she wanted me to examine it further. I should be more aware on people’s personal space, and their body language to see if I am responding in an appropriate
I have only talked to this person about two times since being here at college. It was a Tuesday morning, around 7:45 a.m. We were in the elevator, going from the fourth floor to the first. I was nervous getting on the elevator, knowing I was about to do it. I stood right by this person, since there were five others, all around the age of nineteen, with us. As I started to ask how their morning was, I leaned in to talk to them. This person actually pulled their head back away from mine as they started to talk. I noticed their eyes got wider and they were hesitant to answer me back. During our conversation, I felt embarrassed because I could tell I made them uncomfortable. After we got to the first floor, I walked fast to leave this person. I was that self-conscious, I wanted to leave immediately. Breaking a social norm with an acquaintance is an awkward situation for both people.
Prior to the start of the meeting, she introduced Rick and me to the group. The group inquired what program we were in and if either of us had experience in dealing with grief. I shared that my dad passed away suddenly 2 years ago. That year, I also lost my grandfather, grandmother and my aunt. There were 5 individuals who were attending the meeting.
The interaction that I encountered happens ten years ago. When I moved to the United Stated, everything was still new to me. I had to adjust into many different things in the American's society in order to be at a social standard norm level here. In addition, my English was acceptable to get the message delivery to the other person. I clearly remembered one day as I was working out in a strange neighborhood that far away from my house, I started to get lost at a moment. I began to panic and could not figure out a way out to get to the main street. Therefore, my goal at that time was to get approach to one of the neighbor's house asking for a direction to get home. I want to interact with a complete stranger person and see how they would respond to help me. I chose this interaction because it gives chance to practice small talk with unacquainted person whenever there is an unexpected situation arises as well as to overcome the language barrier.
For my ethnographic fieldwork, I decided to do my research on the Jewish culture. I interviewed a friend of mine at her house, which is the field site I decided to work in. To protect her identity I changed her name to Rebecca. As soon as I got to her house I notice there was a small piece of metal on the side of her doorpost with hebrew text written on it. I enter the house and she greeted me and took me to her living room.In her living room I noticed she had a tray of bite size cookies for us and a Snapple drink. The cookies were sweet and they did not have strong odor. My friend wore black slacks a white blouse and a star necklace around her neck. After a while, her brother and father came in and I noticed they had a little cap on the top of their heads. I asked her questions about her religion and culture.
Firstly, she went right into the dialogue that you have, and build off of with a patient (especially substance abuse ones), and how difficult it can sometimes be
It was early spring of 2013, and I decided to message a girl who I had heard a lot of amazing things about. Her name was Moriah Ebron, but I learned that she went by Mo instead. She was incredibly kind, and we had a lot in common. As the year went on, we learned more about each other and we wanted to meet in person. It was odd to me, having a best friend who lived so far away, but while her parents were planning a camping trip to Virginia, she was planning a visit to West Virginia. During the middle of fall, Mo started the journey from Delaware to West Virginia. It was early morning and I was at the Kingdom Hall when my friend Shannon, whom Mo was staying with, walked up to me and asked me to go outside with her. Once outside,
I was in the middle school, so was this girl. This petite, quiet, studious Asian girl. All I knew about her was that she was in my class as I was in hers, and that she lived down the street from me. “She is such a suck up!” I kept thinking to myself. I wanted to be my favorite teacher’s favorite student. However, this was difficult at the time because I was young, competitive, and selfish. Before I knew it, this girl was doing all of the errands for my favorite teacher. I was not happy about this. Two years fly by, I had never held a conversation with this young girl who had been the “teacher’s pet” back in sixth grade. However, when eighth grade rolled around, I was assigned to sit next to this petite, quiet, studious Asian girl in my history class. After about a week or so into school, I began to find myself conversing with her everyday, uncontrollably laughing with her about everything, and walking home from school with her being that she was my next door neighbor. I had judged this girl from her physical appearance because of what I had thought I knew about Asian people in society from the way society had generally treated them. I found out that this petite, quiet, studious Asian girl who was that snobby, stuck up, teacher’s pet was no where near the person that she truly is. She is not quiet, nor snobby, nor stuck up, but she is my best
So I attended the AA (alcoholic anonymous) meeting of a group called Choices Group from the KCB club on November 13th, 2015 at 2:30 PM. This AA meeting was held at the location of 5715 W. Alexander Rd.//Leon Ave. Although they meet everyday, this was the best day for my schedule. What I liked is that right away, I got in touch with the meeting organizer named Laura and she was more then willing to let me sit in in one of the meetings. Even over the phone I could feel that she was a nice person and when I met her I was not wrong. She has purple hair and such a bubbly personality. For starters, I always thought everyone would sit around in a circle but that was not the case in this meeting. There were tables where people can sit as well as some back chairs with no tables. When I arrived, Laura told me to sit in the back and when we go over people’s names to say that I was a visitor, that unfortunately never happened. It was around 2:27 PM and there was roughly 10 people there. As it got closer to 2:30 PM a bus showed up and that is when the rest of the people showed up. Roughly 45 people were there and the meeting started.
Her name was Monica Rosales I noticed right away that she was very open to me and nonverbal ques showed such as her hand placement and eye contact me; she was willing to be friendly to me. She was born on October 1995 in .We started out with asking about her culture she told me “My definition of culture is a set of ideas and beliefs that guide the actions of a group of people”. I was shocked to see such of a text book definition from her we both laughed. She was born in the U.S so her upbringing was common for the most part
The moment she walked past me though, she easily changed it to a look of fierce anger. Her eye narrowed and she was clearly upset with what I had done a few days ago. Out of habit l quickly realized I didn't care if she was angry with me. I still had that burning desire of her wanting to know and feel what I had to go through my own freshmen year.
Halo 3: ODST (Orbital Drop Shock Troopers, released September 22, 2009) is a first-person shooter video game developed by Bungie and published by Microsoft Game Studios for the Xbox 360. Players can select a survival-themed multiplayer mode called Firefight, or select campaign mode to explore the ruined city of New Mombasa during an alien invasion in search of their missing teammates. Bungie initially conceived ODST as a small side-project slated between Halo 3 and Halo: Reach. Story director Joseph Staten penned a detective story with film noir designs, settings, and characters, and composer Martin O'Donnell created a jazz-influenced sound. The game grew in scope during development, and upon release, it became the top-selling Xbox 360 game
I had never really gotten to know her until I was about fifteen years old. We only had minor exchanges for a period of about a year until I was sixteen. Finally, at one point she asked me if I would be interested in joining her for her morning walks during the summertime. Initially when she asked me this, I was hesitant to say yes. I thought to myself: isn’t it a little strange for a 16 year old to be spending time with a seventy year old? At the time this seemed very strange to me as I had only spent time with people my own age or close to it; nevertheless, I agreed to her proposal and joined
Samantha (Sam) Conte is a senior Art Education major at Ball State University. I met her at a Dance and Music Collaboration concert in Sursa Hall. She and I were there for the same reason-to watch friends in the concert. After the performance was over, I was speaking with one of my friends, and she came over to congratulate the same friend. We were introduced and ended up going to dinner all together at the end of the night. During our dinner conversation, I started to get to know Sam a little better, asking her questions about her major and classes. When she did the same, I told her that I had a field trip coming up and was stressed out over the work load ahead of me, including this paper. She said that if I had not already done a religious
The noise in the bar had increased, as had the heat from the overcrowded bodies. I decided to leave until I bumped into karma an old college flame. I used to date. I mean, I was rather deeply in love with Karma during my college years at Texas Southern University (T.S.U). She resembled the R&B singer Sade, but a little bit darker in color and slightly taller. It’s funny because we haven’t seen or spoken to one another sense she broke up with me for some fraternity nigga after I wrecked my car coming from Baseball practice some ten years. We used to do everything together, even get high. Karma was the first female I ever saw smoke weed out of a 24 ounce Budweiser beer
I was visiting the local church for a community event when I met potential participant I wanted to include in a focus group. The Del City Church of Christ host a weekly initiative called the Community Cup, which takes place every Tuesday morning from 7:00 a.m. to 9:00 a.m. The church provides free donuts, coffee, juice, and milk for the community as we harvest free fresh fruits and vegetable. I arrived at 7:30 a.m. on June 13th to have donuts with my grandchildren, after sitting for a while and observing the different individuals and families that came in and out I started walking around and greeting everyone. I introduced myself as a student at UCO, enrolled in a summer class called Linking Families and the Community. Of course, they commended me for sticking with it and I explained my assignment to them and asked if anyone would be interested in being a part of a focus group. Six of the guest agreed to meet with me the following week at 8:00 a.m. at Del City Church of Christ in a designated area; 2 of the 6 canceled when I called to confirm our appointment. On June 20th, I met Mandy White; age 18, Maribeth Snap; age 63, Mike Brown; age 43, and Juanita (no last name) approximately age 56.