When I first got into English this year, i thought i was already great at writing and i did not know how i could possibly improve. I was completely wrong. This is not at all a bad thing. I was in for quite a rude awakening. I was very mad at the time about how hard things were and how complicated they were getting so very fast, but now i know that that was all worth it. Just looking back at how bad the weekly paragraph i revised was, was proof how much i have improved since then. My word choice is much better now, which you can see in the local revision, and my overall structure is better now. I learned that you can not just throw a bunch of ideas and thoughts into one paragraph. You need explanation and set up to emphasize ideas. After looking
I have been in the Marine Corps for roughly three and a half years and throughout that time I have done many things. Most of the things that I have done were with Combat Logistics Battalion 26. For three years, I worked with that unit through work ups and a deployment and I have seen and done many unique things. However, nothing I did with CLB 26 felt fulfilling, but that all changed when I changed units to CLB 8.
I was born in Australia on January 12, 1999, however I have lived on the Hawaiian Islands since I was five and for most of my life. I have traveled back to Australia several times to visit family and even though I’m an Australian i do consider myself semi-Hawaiian in a sense. To give back to the islands I would love to help the next generation to have a childhood that is filled to the brim with Hawaiian Nature. One idea to give them this experience would be to go into Waipio Valley with the children from different schools in the Big island and explore the valley with them. Some activities while we are in the valley would be hiking, examining native plants, horse riding, swimming in rivers and the ocean, and then
Being the youngest of four siblings, I got dragged on many of college visits throughout the years. I found the setup to be fundamentally the same: Prospective students accompanied by parents, usually more nervous than the students, enthusiastic tour guides ready to impress, and admissions counselors trying to be as accommodating as possible. I never understood how my siblings knew the right school for them. The only thing they said was, "when you find the right school, it feels like home." Over time, my siblings had created a joke about that saying. Little did I know that in seven years, the saying would come true for me. When I first toured RPI, I approached it as any other school I had seen with my siblings. Following the obligatory bookstore visit, I told my mom that we did not have to go on any more tours. I finally understood what my siblings were saying. I found my home at RPI.
High school. The place where your supposed to find yourself, determine who you are and who you want to be. Some people take this opportunity for good and some take it for granted. Those who abuse this opportunity end up broken and lost and they never find their true self’s till they have lost everything they ever thought they had.
Growing up in the small town of Walnut Grove, I have been blessed with many opportunities. First off, our town has always been a strong faith based community and throughout my childhood and into my adolescence I learned that serving was my purpose. At the age of four, I began my love for softball, which turned out to be the most influential gift God could have blessed me with. This game allowed me to become the person I am today, for it enabled me to develop the work ethic I now have. Likewise, there’s a saying, “Softball will give back to you, what you are willing to put into it,” and this was something I didn’t quite understand until recently; however, I began to realize as it prospered relationships, whether with teachers, coaches,
Every morning we would be waken up by 7 AM. Breakfast was served by 7:30, and we had to have our lunches made before breakfast.
"Louis McClymont, the nurse will see you know."As I took the dreaded walk to treatment room B, my fear of needles began to take over, the only time I ever had a jag before was when I was a baby, and that was too long ago to remember. I took a seat on the administering table; the nurse could see my body was shaking with fear. She tried to distract me from the enormous needle that was heading my way. "You're having a jag for yellow fever, where are you going?"
1.Well I don't really know where to begin with of what I want you to know about me I am currently 17 and I turn 18 in four months which is pretty scary/exciting to be honest. Im like at this point in life where suddenly everything is changing and there is really nothing I can do about it but play along. As for future plans I would like to move to New York city after I graduate and meet new people explore and actually experience real life and be on my own which right now doesn't sound to bad and I feel like I’m ready for “the real world” I mean I have been to over 15 different schools since the 4th grade and I know how people can be and how you just have to be in a way sort of selfish for yourself with your academic life anyways because these
The outside of my mask represents what I show or represent the world. The blue on my mask represent my calm and relaxed thoughts. Several people have told me that I seem relaxed all the time. Also, the blue represents positive thoughts, since I seem to be always positive outside. The eyes are closed also because I looked relaxed and calmed. The zipper symbolizes how I am introverted and shy. I would not talk unless you talk to me. My archetype is the caregiver, I do love taking care of other people more than me. These are the personas I show the world.
Music isn’t something that I have ever understood, or have been able to work with. Knowing how hard it is to read notes and play an instrument, I have a great deal of respect for composers, musicians, and artists. This reading had a lot of information on the formation of classical pieces and I struggled to fully understand it as a whole, because of lack of knowledge of the vocabulary used.
All around the country, students are being pressured to figure out the next step they’re going to take after graduation. Those with a higher intelligence might have been asked the dreaded question as early as their middle school years. Adults see this question as a good conversations starter, but as a student, they feel more pressure the more they are asked. In a way it is good to have that constant reminder to be on top of the game. Having this nagging reminder, the student should strive to have their decisions made or at least their options laid out simply to have an answer for the multitude of questions they will face. It’s important to be ahead of the game when it comes to college preparations.
Even before I was a counselor at Free Spirit Nature Camp, I was a camper, and now I’ve been there for a total of 14 years. That place and those people taught me the most important lessons to learn in life, and I’ve been overjoyed to be able to give back to a place that fosters curiosity and growth in young people in such wonderful way. After all, I want to use my education, my work, and my life as an opportunity to give back. We've been given so much since we were so young, and it's our responsibility to use our unique abilities and perspectives to ensure that the earth and society not only continue to provide, but to progress.
Over the course of four years in high school, I have realized that I want to make an impact and change the world. Not just something to benefit myself, but to benefit others.
In every person's life, there is an event that causes a change within them. One event that causes a chain reaction that alters that person in a vast way. If that circumstance hasn't already happened to you, I guarantee it will. It happened to me in the summer of 2011.
We should celebrate life every day, celebrating who we are as a person and appreciating every moment every step that it took to become the person we are today. I celebrate the opportunities and challenges that I have encountered along the journey to becoming who I am today. Sometimes that journey has been misunderstood by people close to me, as they don’t always remember the steps, the moments, or even the challenges it took to get to where I am today. It is I that remembers every challenge because I lived them--every moment etched into my very existence molding me into the person I am today.