“Volunteers are the only human beings on the face of the earth who reflect this nation's compassion, unselfish caring, patience, and just plain loving one another.” -Erma Bombeck When I was in the first grade I adored going on adventures and trying to find out what I’m passionate about. Now, when you’re in first grade everyone is trying hard to find their life-long passions in sports, extracurricular sports, or even in academics. I on the other hand was on that same path, but I wanted to find an activity that not only made an impact on me but would make an impact on others. Until one day in first grade I found that passion, and from that day forward that activity has helped me to develop into the well-matured, compassionate woman I am today. Now I come from an extraordinary …show more content…
They had to learn everything from scratch: learning a new language, catching up with their education, and supporting their families’ financial needs. Now with their childhood struggles they always took the negativity out of their struggles and turned it into something beautiful. They volunteered with their extra hours to serve and help their community; with gratitude for where they are today. From the day I was born my family told me EVERYDAY, “the hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings”by Eric Hoffer. I never really understand the meaning of that saying until one day I was the streets of Vista when a homeless man asked if I had a quarter to buy milk for her kitten. I gave her one and she started crying, I was confused and asked her if she was ok. She responded that she’s been asking for a quarter for 2 days and over 100 people just walked by in disgust. Until she was astonished that I with such a big heart gave her a quarter among mature adults who cared so little about her. After I talked to the woman an AHA moment popped in my head. I had to think of an activity where I can impact
I’ve always been interested in the field of medicine. When I was being born, I almost died, being saved only by the ingenuity of a Nurse Day for whom my middle name is dedicated to. Above all else, I want to have an impact on the quality of life for others, and I think the University of Pennsylvania is one of, if not the, best ways to do that. Its bioengineering department is consistently ranked to be the most rigorous in the field, and I can handle rigor.
Moving my whole life to the United States was a special challenge to me. I had to be familiar with life style, environment, education system, culture, and tradition which are different from my country Iraq. Before I moved to the United States, I spent three years in a university in Iraq; however, these years in the university did not help me to get to the college level in the United States. It was like I needed to start from zero. I did not give up because I have a goal to be a doctor. Therefore, I took ESOL classes, passed Texas Admission Test, and now I am in my Junior year.
I’ve spent the last thirteen years of my life enrolled in the Chelsea Public School System, with six years in elementary, three in middle, and 4 in high school. A different range of emotions hits me as I realise it has finally come to be the time in my life where I must think about how I’m going to spend the rest of my life. I have grown and learned very much from my experiences here at CHHS, but I really do think it’s time to move on. I now must learn how to be independent and live on my own, pay taxes and learn how to cook something other than microwave pizza(eventually). Despite everything tiny little voice screaming in my head about the unforeseeable future, I intend to make the best of my time here on Earth by pursuing a Masters Degree
One of the major ideals of my life so far is cultivating hobbies that relate to multiple facets of art. Art is a broad subject and my interests lay with all subsets of art. An example is knitting. Although I have just learned how to do so during the summer, I plan to master the art and solely dress upon my creations. I am also an avid lover of knowledge and so I read erratically, both electronic and physical books and articles.
After I graduate I am taking the summer off to have some quality time with my family before they help me haul myself up to upper peninsula Michigan. I am going to start college next spring at Lake Superior State University. The plan currently is to get a degree in computer engineering with an emphasis in robotics. While I do that I want to participate in local choirs and dance groups. Once graduated I want to embark on a career that will utilize all of my passions.
Beginning college is like being reborn into the world. You begin your first day with a blank slate, and a thousand fears to go with it. Last year, I started my new life at Saginaw Valley State University. As a fresh graduate of New Lothrop High School, I had no idea what to expect from the world past the cornfields that used to surround me everyday at school. With a deep breath, I gathered everything I learned from my time at New Lothrop and jumped into my new world. My past lessons of leadership, responsibility and dedication prepared me for college, but I still have many more to learn.
Since I started community college I’ve heard several dozen cases of people changing their major, changing their transfer college, or just changing their mind. I’m not likely to do any of that, I choose to use my time in high school deciding what I wanted to do and so far I am sticking to it without a doubt in my mind. I chose to go to community college, earn my Associate's in Business Administration, and transfer to James Madison University in the fall of 2018, graduate in 2020 with my Bachelor’s. I intend to get my Master’s either right after my Bachelor’s or within a few years of my career. I hope to have a job leaving JMU, my first accounting job of my career. I decided to major in accounting for a plethora of reasons, but not what most people expect.
My past, present, and future. This is the journey of my life. Where I’ve been, where I’m at, and where I’m going. My journey began on July 28, 2000, at St. Margret’s South Hospital in Dyer, Indiana. Lance Collins who is a paramedic, and Christine Collins who is a registered nurse, became the proud parents of the 6lb. 9oz. 21 inch long baby boy, who they named Liam Hunter Collins. On November 30, 2002, I became a big brother when my sister Taylor Collins was born. I have been a lifelong resident of Northwest Indiana and I’ve had some pretty amazing adventures and accomplishments so far. I became a proud pet owner when my bichon frise Max, came to live with us on April 5th, 2006. On June 30, 2006 my dad took me to my very first Taekwondo lesson. I quickly fell in love with martial arts, I worked really hard, dedicated myself, and I received the rank of 1st degree black belt when I was only eight years old. I have been playing
If someone asked me where I am going to be in ten years, this would be my answer. I will have a great, high-paying job, and beautiful wife and family, and a nice sports car parked in front of my lovely house. When I look into the future, I see myself being successful and happy. Even though I always pictured myself this way, I never worried too much about how I would get there. I feel the Suffolk University can lay the groundwork for making these dreams into reality.
As I prepare to enter my college years, I’m excited by all the options I have, whether it’s possible majors, clubs, and career options. I have to admit, though, that all of this is extremely overwhelming. As the first person in my family to attend college, it’s been hard for me to get advice on what to do. I’d love to be apart of LUCES because I will benefit from the sisterhood and guidance that it can provide for me during my time at Loyola. In my family, I’m expected to set an example by being the first to go to college, and I would love to do so with sisters who relate to my experience. On top of this, I want to be a mentee apart of LUCES because the program fosters a community of diverse minds and ideas that’ll give me a well rounded experience at Loyola.
As much as I want to give up and lose hope. There’s always a turnaround. There were a lot of opportunities for me to improve and make my community better! It all started when I joined “Asian American Club” on my junior year. The admin told us that they were participating on a community service on saturday, I wanted to join in and hope that this service can help me improve myself and the community. I thought it would be a waste of my time, but it wasn’t a waste at all,I heard helping the community was very good for me at my state of grades, and helped the community a much better place!
As a child, I remember always saying I want to live in a large house with all my close relatives. In retrospect, that was my greatest but far fetched fantasy, since I did not realize then how divided and chaotic my life truly was. I still don’t, since they say I pushed down all my unpleasant memories, and when I’m ready they’ll come out. I often regain glimpses of the past that hurt me deeply, so I wonder do I genuinely want to remember everything? Let’s rewind. A nickname for the South is the Bible Belt. Church is a part of everyone’s life, no matter what the social class. You pray for every meal, and every day and night you pray. I didn’t pray. There are so many different words that describe beautiful ways to worship, but I can think of none. I memorize the words I hear every day, like the Lord’s prayer, I repeat them, but no belief is held behind the words. I stare at the worshippers with their eyes closed and wonder how the same words have so much meaning for them. As I go home to my mother, her boyfriend and my step sister, I find the reason why I can’t pray. No matter how hard I deny it, they’re still the reason why.
The future is always something many fear, and more so than others at different milestones of life. An example of this is when it comes time for college admissions. Students around the world begin to question their worth through scores and grades. Is this how we want the future of America to be based off of, rather than the content of someone’s character? Test scores and grades aren’t truly accurate to accept someone into a college because test scores can be inaccurate due to digital systems and databases, humans express themselves in actions, not numbers, and grades are more so a scale of compliance.
When I was 7, my mom took me to New York City to visit my aunt. My aunt took us around the city and pointed out the NYU campus and she said that someday I could go there when I was older.
I graduated out of high school and made my way into the fire that is adulthood. As I walked up and received my graduation certificate, the most important decision of my life pelted me like concrete bricks. I wished to pursue higher education for a degree, but my mother started a restaurant business, and I felt obligated to support her full-time in her endeavors. In the end, my mother and grandparents convinced me to change my mind, so I decided to attend community college while helping part-time instead in hopes to transfer into a UC system for higher education. I knew that my very future was based on this decision and that if I could actually succeed in school, then I could support my family even more so than if I full-timed at the restaurant.