The Journey Of The Day I Was Born

“I cannot imagine physically stepping out of Florida.” The words of my fellow classmate rang in my head. I could not fathom the thought of staying in one place; this seemed too foreign and strange to comprehend, as though it was against my nature, my identity. My mind and body have been in motion throughout my life; flowing, and changing as I grew up in India, Bahrain, Saudi Arabia, UAE and America. Each holds a foothold in my identity, without complete immersion in any. The motions in my life-helped…

him. Something simply wasn't linking, literally, as what lay on the desk was his prototype, his robot. This was his one and only aim, to bring existence to his, six-foot androgynous being before him. With man-made membrane casing covering around the anthropoid form before him, he was attempting to create a human-like automaton, but it was failing. He hoped everything was in the correct order. The eyes were linked to what was effectively, a file system hard drive, within which a Universal Serial Bus…

Zimmerman Personal Statement FHSU Biological Sciences Degree Objective: M.S. in Microbiology I was born into the sciences. My entire life I have been exposed to the inter-workings of biology and that has not changed even to this day. When I was younger, I fondly remember being sent out with my friends to help collect various insects with my mother when she was attending Fort Hays for her master’s degree. I have met a lot of really fantastic professors at Fort Hays that make you feel like you are in…

The Day My Baby Was Born It wasn’t until the morning of Saturday, May 21, 2016 that I realized what the true feeling of unconditional love was. The moment a parent looks into his or her child’s eyes there is just so much love it’s unbelievable. People think they know what love is when they love a significant other, family member, or a close friend; however, that love is nothing compared to the love a parent experiences the day his or her child is born. That is the love I felt the moment I placed…

The Day I Was Born Almost twenty-two years ago, on July 4th, 1994, I was born. I have heard many stories over the years about that day, but after interviewing my mom and dad I learned things I had not known whether they are accurate or not. When explaining the assignment to my parents I told them to email me everything they can remember on their own about the day I was born. After reading what they sent I found that I needed more details so I asked them both the same questions, separately. I asked…

I was born on a rainy day on April 29, 1996 to a young and good looking Mexican couple, in a hospital in busy Downtown Los Angeles. I grew up in a small cul-de-sac located in East Los Angeles and lived in a newly constructed two story, three bedroom home. The house was one block away from the local park, which was visible from my bedroom. At the age of five I moved from my home in East Los Angeles to South Gate which was located south of Los Angeles. When I turned five years old I moved to a new…

The day I was born, January 20th, 1997, was an interesting day. In the New York Times, there were important stories in international news, national news, news which especially interested me, and today’s news. In the New York Times, there was an article published on 20th, of January, called Massacre and Bomb Kill Dozens in Wave of Violence in Algeria. In the month of January, Algiers, Algeria was experiencing weeks of violence. On the 19th, of January, “there was a car bomb explosion outside a…

I was born in the woods. Technically speaking, I was born at West Side Hospital in Nashville, Tennessee, but brought home and raised in the woods. Five years before I arrived, my parents purchased nine acres of land in Tennessee and built a house that backed into four hundred acres of land. It was heavily covered in trees and brush — a place where all of God’s handiwork was still in its original state. They cleared away just enough land for a house and a small yard; the rest belonged to the wild…

It was finally the day. The day I knew I was never going to forget it. After 9 months of waiting my baby brother was finally going to be born into this beautiful world. I had been waiting 9 longggg months for this day. It all started one day when my mom started to feel sharp pain. She told my dad to drive her to the ER because she was going into labor. My dad immediately woke up me and my big brother we all got in the car and left to the hospital While in the car I could see my…

Every Sunday, since the day I was born has been a day to spend with God, family and the people I love. Bright and early every Sunday morning my older brother Blake, Alex, younger brother Stephen and I would be woken up for the early morning service at St. Paul 's Lutheran church. My mother would have breakfast ready for my father, brothers and I by 6 o 'clock in the morning so that we were fed and ready for the 8 o 'clock service. After church, we would go grocery shopping or run any errands that…