Tina Mciver's Influenced My Life

I have more than one mentor in my life, teachers and friends that one way or the other helped shape the person that I am today. One person that I will always remember is Mrs. Luz Rodriguez, she was my Supervisor at a hospital where I used to work as a Purchase Agent.

Even though we are two hundred seventy miles away, we are closer than most people that live three miles apart. Mikayla Cotter, a beautiful young women, has helped me throughout the course of my life. Mikayla is not only my cousin, she is my best friend that

I spent the summer and the majority of the next semester polishing my skills and learning new methods through online classes and an extensive supply of problems. Math constantly gave me something to do, even in the busy frenzy that was Sophomore year. Many times, I frantically rushed through homework, or foolishly procrastinated it in order to spend a few hours holed up in my room on a Saturday with pencils, papers, and practice problems. Though sometimes stressful, I found joy in the long hours spent in my room working difficult problems. The multistep process of problem solving intrigued me; the beauty

So freshman algebra rolled around and I loved it. After two weeks in the class I was three and one half chapters ahead of the teacher. He would only assign the odd problems for homework, but I’d do them all. Geometry was even cooler. But thinking back, not one of the teachers even commended me for doing so well. My father noticed I was good at it, but I thought he had to tell me I was good; he was my father.

It was only last year, my math teacher opened my eyes about the importance of math and how we need it to survive. On the first day of school, sophomore year, my math teacher started the class off with why does math matter? Mr. Howard, my teacher, recognized my vintage New York Giants shirt at the time, so he used that as his example. With a background in construction, he was familiar with architecture. He explained the mathematics involved in cutting the metal, making the field, setting up the bleachers, the goalposts, the field distance, constructing the actual shirt. After that class, I realized math is all around me, I just need to look for it. My experience in math class changed that year. In the previous years, I actually didn’t care about what I was learning, I just wanted to receive a good grade. Math, in my mind, went from a bleak, strange nightmare, to a fun, engaging environment, full of ideas that could potentially change the

I was usually the only person at office hours and one day he spent three hours listening and talking to me. Sitting in his office, I spewed out my frustrations and fears, and he shared his own struggles and stories of his modest background. He began to explain concepts slowly and gradually built up my confidence. At his urging, I began to hang out in the Math department. I met a Fields medalist. I listened to long discussions about problems that the department was tackling. I felt the beauty in Mathematics. It made sense. And I started to feel like I belonged there.

Someone who has always been important and has impacted me is my aunt Jojo. Jojo is my dad's oldest sister who lives 10 minutes from the rushing waters of the Atlantic, and you can smell the salt water of the Bass river. She has been a colossal part of life. Never married JoJo is in her 60s happily sitting in her one story house. When she was a kid and a young adult, women were expected to marry a nice young man and settle down, but JoJo decided to leave her mark instead of just being another girl. She went to Regis, a all girls school at the time, and was inducted into the hall of fame there for all three sports she played, golf, basketball, and softball. She is very intelligent as well (find some sort of awards). She inspires me to work hard

The College Algebra class thought me how to add, subtract, divide, and multiply fractions which I had always had difficulty with. I have yet to master the skill, but because of Pre – Calculus I am receiving a lot of practice, which has helped me comprehend how to solve the math. College Algebra helped me understand that math is basically a puzzle that needs to be solved with steps, because of this understanding the math has become fun to solve. After solving a problem in class that my other classmates have

The most influential person in my life would be Cammie Cochran. I've been friends with Cammie since kindergarten. I have this picture of us when we were at a Halloween party in kindergarten. I was dressed as a white Unicorn and she was dressed as some kind of bride. I was holding up a piece of candy and she looked at the candy as if she had wanted it. In Middle School, we drifted apart and she went to a different friend group, but by the time seventh grade hit she was back in our little friend group. We had 4 other friends in the group which included Laury, Audrey, Emilie, and Kacey. It had truly upset me when we drifted because she knew everything about me and there was no one else I could honestly tell everything to without thinking they

From then on, I began going to my math teacher every day during lunch. He helped me study and explained to me the things I did not understand in class. He even

I wasn't particularly good at math, as I discovered in my first year of high school: I had found out too late that my middle school education did not adequately prepare me for the kinds of classes I would find in freshman year, even though I was technically ahead of the curve - I was taking algebra two while some of my peers were in geometry. I suffered through the first two years of high school math, and when I faced Calculus AB in my junior year, I felt like I had put myself in jeopardy with the difficulty of the course. However over time, both my teacher's lesson style and my willingness to work hard and practice my math skills allowed me to become more comfortable with the subject over time, and was encouraged to study even more by my successes.

nfluence? Why is it that the people who influence us most influence us in ways that are not easily quantified? Through her work with abused children, my mother has shown me the heroism of selfless dedication to a worthy cause. By being an upstanding individual, my playwriting teacher in middle school acted as an inspiring male role model at a time when I needed one most. By being approachable and interesting, my World History teacher in my freshman year of high school opened my eyes to the connections between a society 's culture and its history and broadened my view of cultures and the world. While these influences mean much to me and have contributed greatly to my development, they came too easily to mind.

Growing up, my father and brother, Jacob, influenced me the most. My dad came home from a two week trip, driving his semi-truck, with music that would change my life. He played the music for me and Jacob and we both fell into it. My dad started to listen to more and more music such as Bullet For My Valentine, Slipknot, and Breaking Benjamin. We were raised on those lyrics and my father taught me to be the person I am today with those songs.

Influence? Why is it that the people who influence us most influence us in ways that are not easily quantified? Through her work with abused children, my mother has shown me the heroism of selfless dedication to a worthy cause. By being an upstanding individual, my playwriting teacher in middle school acted as an inspiring male role model at a time when I needed one most. By being approachable and interesting, my World History teacher in my freshman year of high school opened my eyes to the connections between a society 's culture and its history and broadened my view of cultures and the world. While these influences mean much to me and have contributed greatly to my development, they came too easily to mind.

In middle school I struggled with math a lot. There was an older lady that came into the classroom and helped anyone that was struggling with math. I would always need her help with homework and I would often stay in for recess, stay in before, and stay in after school in order to get extra help in math. It would frustrate me because I wanted to be good in math, and it just never clicked. I began to get down on myself, and would give up. I accepted the fact that I would probably never be good at math. However, the lady that helped me in middle school gave me confidence that I could do it. She would help me understand math more than my teacher. The one on one helped me personally because I was able to take the time I needed in order to review each problem in a pace that was appropriate for me. Having her in middle school helped me a lot.