Out of my 35yrs of life I have ovecame so many obstacles. Being a struggling single parent, and just not satisified with how my life was going there are so many that I can talk about but these three where my biggest obstacles. But with my praying family I was against all odds. As I mention in my dicussion questin being a single mother was not an easy task. I was 21 a college student when I a gave birth to a bouncing baby boy. I had no clue on how to raise a child. I cried several of nights question myself why is this happening to me? Is it because I had a child out of wued my wedlock? I then begin to think, if that was the case it will be more people just then myself stuggling with no help. I cried and prayed many of nights. Finally I stop
On 08/04/16 at 8:42pm, I was dispatched to 2087 S. Hamilton Rd, on a injury dangerous or vicious dog/injured dog, serious injury, involving a Columbus Police Officer (CPD) being bit by a dog and shooting dog. I arrived at the location. I was advised my CPD personnel that the CPD Officer that was bite was transported to the hospital and that the dog was still breathing. I was escorted to the area where the dog was. The dog was on the ground, next to the dog was dog owner Jackie Fate. I was unable to see any visible injuries to the dog, the dog had shallow breathing. I asked Ms. Fate to wrap the leash around the dog’s mouth to prevent the dog from biting her or me while I placed the dog on the stretcher. Ms. Fate complied, I slowly guided the dog on the
Every living being who walks the face of the earth will experience some form of adversity. It doesn’t matter who you are, adversity will find you at some point. The way someone responds shows what their true character is. That moment for me came during spring ball of my junior year when I tore my Labrum. The Labrum is in the shoulder and I had torn mine in the front and back side. With the season fast approaching, I had to decide whether to get the surgery now and forgo my junior year or wait till after the season to get the surgery. It was a no-brainer in my mind and I played my junior year with the injury. The worst part of my injury was just beginning because the second week after our season had ended I had my surgery.
My biggest obstacle was August 1, 2005 when our apartment building caught fire. My Mother, Brother, Sister, and I were home, it was the most distressing thing I've ever had to encounter. The night of my Aunt's birthday a fire started and the smoke made me feel as if I was drowning. My cousin Kendrick Weber woke me up, because I wasn't waking up when my sister tried. He pulled me out through the window and my forehead
Tears are rolling down my face and the rest of the world is a blur around me. Waking up at 6:00 every morning to come here? Is it worth it? Hearing whispers and laughter as I walk down a hall that seems to be never ending. Yes, I have had obstacles in my life. Yes, I have been able to overcome them. I don’t know where I would be if it wasn’t for my friends and family.
I lead my life according to the belief that, success is a measure of our perceived reality. In many socially oppressed communities, barriers to living a whole, productive, successful life is beyond the grasp of many. I represent a historically underrepresented population with an educational disadvantage. Firsthand, I have overcome economic, social, and health obstacles to achieve status of an undergraduate degree. Overcoming adversity unifies my experience as an ideal candidate to give a voice to socially oppressed populations in need of health and well-being opportunities. I desire to effect change on a larger scale than previous experience has allowed and to give socially oppressed communities opportunities to perceive their reality with new success.
The four pink walls that I stared at everyday until I was at the age of nine trapped me from my dreams, passions, originality, and youth. Outside those walls my life consisted of going to school smiling away the truth, then shortly after going home to take care of my baby sister or to see my mom with a coffee cup in her hand that sometimes contain funny smelling juice in it, and having a constant battle with a belt or anything my mom could get her hands on. Growing with my mother meant growing up in an abusive home, but that wasn’t the obstacle I had to face. Bumps and bruises will go away, but words will last an eternity whether that be in a physical place or spiritual realm, words will always hurt more than sticks and stones.
There are many obstacles that you are faced in life. One of my biggest fences in my life is being short. I am not that tall and it effects me in all the sports that I am in. Being short may not seem like a major issue, but it can create many challenges in my life. This is not something that I can change about myself therefore it is hard to overcome. This affects me the most in the sports that I play.
I am now a single mother at the age of twenty three my world changed forever. On a Friday morning in March of 2009 I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Being only twenty nine weeks pregnant I went into labor eleven weeks early, I was scared to death. What in the world was I going to do with this amazing gift God had sent to me? I had no education and no stable job, much less anyone to help me or show me how to take care of another human being who would depend on me for everything. I was all alone, far from home and scared.
I have only been alive for 13 years, so I am fortunate to not have had too many obstacles in my life. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have a perfect life and there has been some difficult obstacles in my life. My first obstacle was when my parents got divorced.
Obstacles and barriers are in our everyday life. But it is what we do and how we react that helps us grow. Some are small causing short disarray while others might change a person’s life. In my short seventeen years, I have found the most difficult obstacle I have had to encounter was my parents divorce. I was mere 10 years old when my parents separated. It definitely took a toll on me. Often times I felt cold, alone, and broken. My mother scooped me up and put me back together. Having my mom play the role of both a mother and father really opened my eyes. Growing up, I would see my mom break her back just to give us, her children, food, clothes, and a roof over our heads. But even when times would be so tough there was one thing that never
The biggest obstacle in my life was to overcome my father leaving me and my family when I was 13. This completely changed my whole life and I lost my purpose without having a dad at a very important time. Although it was a horrible experience, it made me turn my life around, and I became motivated to be the best person, and someday, the best father I could be--and to never be like mine. It also made me want to work hard in everything I do and be successful. I want to grow up to be ten times a better man than he was and to be successful and have a nice happy family--the family I wish I had. Nothing’s wrong with my family, but after that, many problems and tough times came upon us that I hope my family never has to experience. We became even more poor and had to fight through a ton of adversity. I was blessed to get my strong will and work ethic from my mother. I can tell by how hard she tries for us to be happy and how she never gives up. I have had to work several jobs in order to pay for the things I need as well as help out with my family. I know I have to do my part to make a difference for my family without my dad having a role in our
I descended from the claustrophobic, poorly-lit stage, hands shaking, body following suit. I unequipped the instrument from around my neck, resting it on the stand beside me. I maneuvered through the sea of drunken 50-something regulars so that I might find my way to a seat. Another featured musician approached me to express his satisfaction with my performance. As per common courtesy, I extended my bloody, wet, blister-ridden paw to introduce myself properly and return the compliment. My family was visiting my extended family in Canada during New Year's, and I had never played for a crowd before. First blood being drawn, my fiendish addiction to live music faced its birth.
There have been many times that I've wondered to myself if I should write a book about my life. One way to describe the events of my life would be a roller coaster ride that I'm strapped in and unable to get off. With great heights of excitement, lows lower than rock bottom, and never ending loops in between, itt's a wonder I'm still alive. I have very few recollections of my life before the age of eleven; for reasons I'm unsure of, but I can certainly try to reminisce.
He tied his boat off and started to climb the cliffs. He knew that no one had lived to tell what was behind the cloud, but still he climb. He told himself that he was going to climb to the top. And he knows that if he was going to make it to the top he was going to have to push himself to his limits. But as he got higher the cloud got thicker and thicker. When he was about half way up he noticed a ledge, and the first thought that came to him was I can take a breather and sit on that ledge. The only problem with that was that there were tons of spiders covering the little ledge. But those spiders did not scare him so he just brushed them off. After an hour he ran into a chunk of rock that he could sit on. So he did and his arms were so tired.
The biggest obstacle thus far in my life would be losing my real mother to a drug addiction. As a child I hated my real parents because they were drug addicts and sometimes gave me drugs. I hated my dad because did inappropriate things to me, sell me to other men for drugs, and he would drug me or make me drink. I hated both my parent but I took it out on my mother mostly because she would stop the men from hurting me or she was to strung out on drugs. I remember telling her I hated he cause when I got my first period she had to announce to the world. I was only in 5th grade and overweight. My mother was more into drugs because of my father he would make her do them and she would be sitting there like a zombie or her sugar would be too low. In the 6th grade I was found in the back of car in the trunk on Christmas Eve. I was taking away from my parents. I was put in a foster care home with my cousin. My parents had numerous chances to come see me. Eventually they signed me