what my parents taught me essay

Probably the strongest influence in our lives is the family we grew up in. Our birth order, the personalities of our parent(s), the way we were treated by our siblings, the socioeconomic status of the family, their education, the place we lived — all of these shaped us at the time when we were most vulnerable to being shaped. The big picture of the patterns and significant themes in my family of origin is that there are issues of relative closeness of relationships within the various generations

Throughout my life I have encountered many circumstances that have shaped me into the person I am today. I started life in a small house outside of Mackinaw, Illinois. I lived in that house for eleven years, and while I was there I became the oldest of four children. That in itself has been an experience, teaching me a lot about being an example and impacting my views on responsibility. I have a brother who, quite frankly, is the worst behaved kid I know. He lies, steals, and misbehaves compulsively

horse that I shared with my sisters for 8 years was taken from me without enough time to say a proper goodbye. Diazo was a huge part of my life; everyday I looked forward to riding him and my mare Stella. Even though it hit me like a train selling him; it grew me closer with my mare and made me grow as a rider and individual. The year was 2014 and my parents were separating. It was hard on me, but didn't seem to affect me until 2015. In the summer of 2015 both of my parents became alcoholics; they

What is your first recollection about your cultural background? My first recollection about my cultural background started in junior high school because this is when people start fitting into groups or cliques and people tend to be in groups with their friends. The different types of groups included the preps, jocks, band geeks, hoods, druggies, and bookworms to name a few examples. Of course, I was not into sports so much or band, however, I fit with many different groups because I had friends

various people that have influenced me and helped mold and shape my views on education and learning. Many great teachers and coaches have all helped instill in me a love for learning. Difficult teachers, unfair coaches and challenging relationships with peers have helped me develop the desire to prove myself and to do my best to rise above and to learn in spite of challenges. Instances of cheating, injustice, apathy and school politics could have possibly stolen my desire to learn and grow. Instead

My introduction to medicine began when I was twelve, and my grandfather was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Dementia. At the time, my family had just moved to Florida, while he remained in Puerto Rico. Every visit back was a new rung on the ladder of his descent into dementia, with him remembering less and less of me, my siblings, and my parents. His death came abruptly, but brought catharsis, acceptance, and the celebration of all our memories with him. He is a constant source of motivation and inspiration

“Why Chinese Mothers Are Superior”, by Amy Chua, is all about the Chinese motherhood lifestyle. In this article she explains what a Chinese mother does that makes them better than Western parents. Yet, we learn from Betty Ming Liu in her article, “Parents like Amy Chua are the reason why Asian-Americans like me are in therapy”, that this lifestyle is indeed harmful pushing many to escape the life they know for real happiness. Although relatively successful the Chinese mother way of doing things

I used to be the type of person that needed my life planned out; I needed a routine or a schedule. I was going on an amazing trip to Catalina Island with my closest friends. We had a plan; take a bus to LA and get on a boat that would take us to Catalina from there. When we arrived to LA the weather was so bad we couldn't get on the boat. We had to wait until the next day. Having to go off schedule we ended up making more memories, we went to a huge aquarium and spent the night on a boat. After that

At an early age, my parents enrolled me in dance and piano lessons. They wanted me to be a “child prodigy” that had numerous talents. Since, both my parents were foreigners, they never had the opportunity to do activities such as this. Therefore, it was important to them that I did the things that never got to do. I never liked the idea but, as my father always told me “No knowledge is wasted”. So, I just went along with it. As I grew, I dropped piano lessons but stuck with dance. However, I had

brother to me. On August 17, 2016, he left the world, or as his parents like to say “unfurled his butterfly wings”. I never faced the loss of someone truly important to me, and even though coping in the beginning was difficult I learned many things and also grew as a person in the end. From grieving Max’s loss, to meeting the people that meant most to him from his life, and also learning from them, losing a friend to suicide taught me how to deal with emotions in a healthy way, how to get out of my comfort