Waking up everyday at 6:00 am to do nothing but work changes a person. Summer days of nothing but sweat, blood, tears while all the other kids around you play. The valuable lessons you learn from experiences is unlike any other, it can turn one person from lazy to one of the hardest workers this country has seen. Working with your family makes you not only appreciate the easier things in life, but also teaches you that you must work to earn some things in life, not everything is just handed to you. Life is all about lessons, doing constant work can teach you needed lessons in life. If I hadn’t gone out everyday working on the lawn I think I would be a much lazier person on this date. My parents at my side taught me to never give up, always
Sleep is needed for the brain, because during sleep, important body functions and brain activity occurs. Unfortunately today, people are forgetting the reasons why sleep is so important. Wondering about it? Here, let me tell you. The reasons are because, naps can’t replace sleeping, the physical and mental part of your body is getting affected, and not getting enough sleep is called sleep debt. This is why sleeping plays an important role in the success of our life.
My parents have instilled a hard working ethic in me. My mom has become one of my largest role models due to the simple fact of motivation and determination to provide for myself and my siblings. As a triplet, my parents 40 hour weeks turned into 168 hours. Managing full-time jobs and 3 kids was extremely difficult. If I audit who I am today, it is a direct reflection of my two parents and their work habits. My mom is a preschool teacher and has always preached “working together is the best way to accomplish anything.” This results in my love for team sports and spending time with people. My dad would come home from his mechanical job and work on anything around the house in addition to dinner. “As long as the sun is in the sky, there are things
I spent my childhood at home while my parents worked incessantly for a living. From an early age, I valued hard work, viewed it as the opportunity to excel in life and fulfill my dreams. Since childhood, I witnessed
Nowadays, doing work seems to be inseparable from everyone’s daily life throughout their whole lifetime. Basically, work means any activity or actions that people use their energy to accomplish something, and it could represent people’s effort in both physical and mental levels. For instance, when people are teenagers, they usually do the housework and schoolwork. As for the reasons why people do such works, people are always told by others like their parents and their teachers that: doing housework, like sweeping the floor and cleaning the dishes, enables teenagers gaining basic skills at home, and helps them alleviate some social pressure of their parents; doing schoolwork, like writing essays and making presentations, improves students’ academic performance, and plays a significant role in
The beautiful caring spirit that leads you through life is all I could ever ask for from one such as yourself not to keep from the world but to place you on a pedestal for all to see. However, not as a trophy but one to be admired as a example of a true being of what others try so hard to achieve with little success. A true self of a flower constantly blooming each waking day. Only to have been placed on earth from a heaven no human has seen. She is my friend this one. Yet not one of a kind but my kind. For my friends.
Work is not something anyone look forward to stress, back pains, and talking to people. Americans work an average nine to five shift. Five
I would call myself an aspiring globetrotter, for I am the kind of person that is staunchly determined once my mind is set on something, and my heart and mind are set on travel, enamored with what the rest of the world has to offer. I had been out of the country before, but this was the first time I’d left the continent and traveled the Pacific. I thought I was prepared for my adventure, knowing what to expect and what it would look like, but I didn’t. From the moment I stepped off the plane in a new country abroad, it was a constant submersion in the unexpected. Every waking moment of the day I was in a constant state of admiration and disbelief for the absolute beauty, culture, and history Italy held. I had never been so inspired by a person
I plan on waking up at 8:30 A.M. on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays to participate in my program. My program consists a combination of walking, jogging, weightlifting, and occasionally riding a bike. I plan on walking and jogging into Pocahontas for 30 minutes doing 2 minute intervals of each exercise to keep my heart rate in the targeted zone. Then in the evenings I would participate in weightlifting with my father to relieve stress from the day. I want to participate in jogging and walking because it will be a great way to wake my body and mind up for my classes, and it is not devastating on my body. If it rains, I plan on going to the Annex and riding a bike for 30 minutes, and I choose the bike because I enjoy biking. I am a man of routine
Throughout my life, I have often been unaware about my actions. I knew I wanted to get good grades in order to make my parents proud, but I really did not see how much value education does have. I would go through the motions of day-to-day life not really seeing the bigger picture. Now that I am older, I see the vital importance of being “wide awake.” Being “wide awake” means that the person elevates their life, and involved in the details of life; he or she is alert and aware.
Family is one of the most important things in life, and if we have a good and healthy family, nothing in the world can replace it. After reading the chapters; “Harmony at home” and “looking for work”, I can make comparisons to my own family. I have always had good support from my family, economically and love wise. My mother is a doctor, and that requires that she need to be at work everyday. In other words, I rarely get time to spend with my own mother.
My mother always wanted a little girl, who she could play dress up with, do makeup with, and mold. I crushed that dream. That very image almost crushed me. As a small child I wanted more than anything to be the person she wanted, the child she wanted; but I always fell short. Even when I altered my appearance it was not suited to her image, I restricted how I ate because of her fear that I was fat, relaxed my hair, wore the latest brands, and hung out with the people she wanted me to. I learned that the hard way, when I over heard her crying to my father about how, she wished she had her own kids instead of us. It was one of the complications of being adopted by a white traditional mother. While being a black, non-binary, and aromantic child.
Yes, I do believe I am sleep deprived because I am always tired and always forget where I put things. I think that this is caused by all I do on a daily basis. For example, I got to sleep late because I try to catch up on school work or picking up the house or getting my kids stuff ready for school in the morning. I then have to wake up to my baby once a night for feeding. Then I wake up early to prepare my husbands lunch, then I wake my kids up and get them ready for school and then my house duties begin while running after my younger kids all day. While they take their naps, I try to do school work and by the time you know it, time flies and my kids get home, I help them with there work sign papers while making dinner at the same time.
All students have their own ways of waking up in the morning for school. Some students rely on their boisterous alarm clocks to wake them up, while others wake up to their mothers’ yells. There are also students who wake up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee or to the king of king, the irresistible sound of bacon sizzling on the frying pan while its aroma travels the house, knocking on the students’ nostrils to wake up. My way of waking up comprises of some good old parental yelling, but with a bit of a twist, which includes a little bit of slapping on my back and the blanket stolen away from me. Whatever the means, though, we obligatorily wake up, get ready for school, and leave the house.
In my family, you work hard for what you want. My dad was a manmade and very self-sufficient man. As a result, I followed this tradition with my daily work ethic. I was raised in a non-violent home where we talked out our difficulties rather than used violence. My parents never would punish me by spanking me, but rather
“Michaela, Michaela, what do I do?? The bus is coming and my Mom is going to kill me!”