Reflection Paper Essay

I grew up in a low income community, and the majority of the times when going to bed, me and my family could here gun shots or cops chasing other cars. This was a normal thing to see at age four. Being Hispanic in a community that was very diverse by different races, was normal to see because the majority of the people in my community were either Hispanic, African Americans, or Asia. It was rare to see someone who was white. My parents migrated from Central America in the early 90s, so they have

Walking back home I would look around me people eating, working, going home to sleep and wake up to do it again the next day. It seems like people became robots letting life go by. Is this what we live for? This was a question that came up often in my mind during high school. I grew up in a Christian community, but it felt like I was being forced to go to church. Years later, through experiences in school and life in general, I was able to find out what to believe and why. I am a Christian because

Whenever I hear the word Transition I immediately get this feeling of butterflies in my stomach. Most of the time transitioning means that something is about to change and change can sometimes be a scary thing. College is something I always knew I wanted to do when the time came, but it was also something I always pushed away in my mind because it was not in my comfort zone. Since neither of my parents went to college I never really heard about the experiences of college but if I would have based

I was talking with my brother about how terrified and nervous we both felt. Everything was new for us and he told me, “I hope everything works out and we can make new friends”. We felt wear and silly. We didn’t know nobody and we missed our old friends and our country. When we boarded the bus we saw new people happy for their return to school. We listened children talking and laughing with their friends. When we entered our first class the others looked at us weird, they made us feel uncomfortable

There are multiple reasons I am where I am today and why I’m going where I’m going. I have struggled in school ever since I can remember but without the people that I have had in my life I wouldn’t where I am today. But as I will talk about the teacher have played a huge role in the reason I am able to be where I am today. I have always had a difficult time in school learning has never come easily to me. When I was in elementary school I was really struggling and I started falling behind. All

A brief overview and background: I went on a mission trip with my church Youth group to a deaf village in Jamaica. While we were there, we built dorm rooms and classrooms for the children living there. The impact that trip had on my life was amazing. It made me realize just how good we have it in the United States of America.When I am hungry or upset and I didn't get the newest trend clothing, I always think back to the children down in Jamaica. They literally have nothing. At the deaf village, all

In life, everyone gets to experience moments that they will cherish forever, as well as the ones that hurt to look back at. I’ve had the disappointing pleasure of having these moments back to back years. They both have to deal with the sport that challenges me from all aspects in life. Wrestling has ran in the Ybarra family for generations. I felt great coming out of sophomore year, as the Class B, 126 pound state champion. Before I knew it, I was already walking the halls as a Junior after the summer

I was 12 years old when I started to play volleyball. I can remember going to the gym for the first time bounces echoing off the walls for the balls being played. Before this, I was a competitive cheerleader for 4 years and had made it to the highest level possible. Hearing the crowd roaring wit =h every hit trick was what I lived for. My friend from my neighborhood finally connived me to try out volleyball and go to a camp. When I got there I remember always doing cheer moves on the volleyball court

To an extent, I have lived a sheltered life. I grew up with a helicopter mother, an anxious father, and two over-protective older brothers who wanted me to live a happy, healthy, and safe life. They shielded me from everything bad: death, war, pain, destruction, and suffering. I was -- and still am -- the baby of the family; I will forever be the little baby girl who needs to be watched over and taken care of. To them, I am innocent and fragile and delicate and small. From the moment I was born

People say that I have a hard exterior and that I rarely show my emotions. Well, that is true, but isn’t that applicable for every human being? Seeing someone when they are at their weakest moment is uncomfortable and the last thing they want is your pity. Sure, that might be true, but what they want after is certainly companionship and people to talk to. Keeping feelings pent up is fatally detrimental to the mental health, and I myself have been a recipient of this during my sophomore year of high