I was in my last year of high school. Even though classes were canceled for more than three or four times just in two months due to the protests against the vile government of my country. I had to decide which of the universities would be the best for me to apply because the application deadlines were about to close. How anyone could think about schools, deadlines and even future when protests, fights, kidnappings all over the country, unjust students and laborers of the day-to-day murders were happening right in front of our faces. These, just some of the main problems that led most of the younger generation to abandon the natural and everyday friendly smile country, my home. Among those, my sister, and the next one after graduating from high
I am a first generation college student. My mom, who was born and raised in El Salvador, didn’t finish her high school due to how it was miles away
First of all, the financial burden placed on them due to their exclusion from both federal and state financial aids forced them to enter the workforce at a young age to fund their own education influenced a majority of their decision to based off the monetary input the family would need to contribute as well (Diaz-Strong et al., 2010, p. 11). Secondly, "the feelings of anger, shame, and depression expressed by these youth who are actively oppressed by political structure are outlaw emotions" (Diaz-Strong et al., 2010, p. 12). Moreover, those emotions are most likely to be generated because of their immigration status, "as they are [unable] to share their most significant obstacle due to the fear of being betrayed or having it used against them" (Diaz-Strong et al., 2010, p. 12) that could resulted in deportation of the
My parents always wanted to give their children the life they never had. I am Mexican-American, both of my parents immigrated from Mexico to the U.S. before I was born. I have numerous relatives, including my older sister, who do not have the same opportunities I have to achieve success because they are undocumented. For them, college was only a dream that could never be attained. Being the first U.S. citizen out of my entire family affected the way I thought about life. It was expected that I would attend college because I was the only one who had access to all the resources granted to American citizens. Although, I agreed with my family, the pressure to succeed and be a role model to my younger siblings was overwhelming.
Is waking up an hour later really worth it in high school? In the article High-School Starting Time, Jeff Varley, the author is trying to convince his audience of the troubles that high school students are going through by being forced to wake up early every morning for school. Varley wrote this essay his freshman year in college. The writer hopes to convince people that the best choice for high school students is for school to open later. In my opinion, opening school an hour later would not make a difference because students would still be as tired and unfocused.
I am an immigrant born in the state of Puebla, Mexico. I arrived in the United States at the age of three; I started kindergarten without knowing anything but the words, "Hello, how are you?" in English. I honestly cannot say I was able to fully understand English until third grade, but from then on I was able to thrive in school. As soon as I was able to manage the English language, I achieved high honors in school, and my love for reading and writing came to be. My parents had always stressed the importance of college and how I was an example for my brother and younger cousins. Even before senior year I knew I was going straight to college, a gap year was not in my
I was born in El Paso, Texas to Mexican immigrant parents who did their best to raise me and my three siblings. Growing up in El Paso I never even saw myself applying to college, but then my dad made a bold choice to start a career in homeland security and that was when we moved to the DFW area. Ever since we moved to DFW every grade in junior high, i was talked to about college: how to get there, how to pay for it, and how to make it a reality. The thought of going to college never even crossed my mind before coming here. Now as a Senior in high school I'am doing everything in my abilities to make my dreams come true, to go to college and graduate to make my parents proud and prove to them that all their sacrifices haven't gone by without
No one can take that away from me. The struggles and achievements we have made have shown me the resiliency that runs through my blood. The school I attend only strengthened that when I realized in freshman year that it was a microcosm of the racist America we live in today. Not even 4 months in a close friend of mine was harassed by a group of boys in their truck. They revved the engine at her and waved the confederate flag. It ran through the grapevine that current Northwest students called a friend of hers racial slurs outside of school before his freshman year even started. Everywhere I turned blatant racism stood and no one did anything about it. Outside of school police brutality took over cities and honestly I'm surprised at myself. I don’t feel hatred for America I feel disappointed. This is supposed to be the land of the free, but what limited freedom we truly have and it's all based on the color of our skin or income. The only thing I could do was push my word across. News traveled about my mind and my thoughts and next thing I know school news articles featured my thoughts and stance on the struggles I face. I found my voice. A power in myself I wouldn’t have found if it wouldn’t have been for a school’s negligence or a country’s ignorance. I found a voice that doesn’t only want to embrace and uplift my people, but people of color as well. I found my drive to teach and to better America in its quest to truly be the land of the
In the summer of 2013, my mother told me that I would be moving to the United States, for reasons that she didn’t disclose to me. In the Dominican Republic, children are raised to never question the decisions of their elders, so I did as I was told. Later, I understood that my parents knew that it didn’t matter how hard I worked in school, we would never have enough connections or money to find me a good job or for me to assist to a good university in my country.
Beep Beep Beep Beep. It is 5:30 A.M, you were up late last night working on an atrocious math assignment; and all you want is to roll over and ignore that you have to go catch the bus at 7:15 A.M. Sometimes, you’re lucky enough to get a ride or drive to school and get an extra five or ten minutes of sleep, while still making it to first hour in time for the pledge of allegiance. Then, by the time second hour rolls around it is only 8:30 A.M. This example shows school start times are affecting the teenagers and preteenagers of our generation. These early school start times are beginning to create a decrease in students grades, concentration levels, tardiness, absences, and the amount of sleep the students are getting each night. For the first time, the federal Center for Disease Control and Prevention is urging education policy makers to start middle and high schools later in the morning. The idea is to improve the students sleep and concentration levels during school. As you can see, high schools and middle schools should start later in the morning.
Among many things, Native Americans fought against Europeans and the new American government, are to preserve their cultural and traditional religious beliefs. Most of the challenges facing Indians today are the legacies of those conflicts. Alexie illustrated the consequences of denigration of Native Americans in Flight. Zits again back in time to 1876, the battle of little bighorn in another body of a young Indian boy. He couldn’t believe he was standing right next to the seventh Calvary with George Armstrong Custer. He called Custer “Crazy egomaniac who think his going to be the president of the United States. Custer is one of the top two or three dump asses in American history” (Alexie 69). Lieutenant Custer took his army ignoring his superior
Leaving home at the age of 18, loving on my own, figuring how to become an adult, and moving out to college, there were many things being thrown at me in which I was not fully prepared for them. Moving out at 18 is normal for any high school graduate in The United States. Being a Mexican American women it was more than just the net step to life , but a huge accomplishment. Being ascribed into a poor family increased the desire to move forward. My parents did not want me to follow their footsteps into the world of low waged labor, they wanted more. Growing up all I heard from teachers and family members was to go to college. For many it’s the normal thing for a high school graduate to do. For me it was more than socialization it was the path
Every person should strive for a better life. Not everything is clear and we do not always have all the answers. Life can bring you joy and happiness. It is up to you to make the move. In the mountain tops of Afghanistan after a long day of patrolling, I decided to better myself by furthering my education in the hopes that
So my Mom was sent over to America at 16, and entered the Chicago public school system not knowing a single word of English. But she prospered, she worked incredibly hard and earned scholarships to help her pay for school. She ended up getting her bachelor’s degree in finance. The rest of her siblings came to America eventually and also earned their bachelor degrees. And while in Iran the family was very well off and highly respected, they gave up everything as they fled the country. They were all poor immigrants running from a conflict who were thrown in the Chicago public school system. Yet they pursued higher education and became academics against the odds. Poor immigrants who barely speak English growing up in the lower income side of Chicago, yet they all were college educated and got jobs. Sounds absurd at first, but I think a lot of this has to go with my Grandparents. They were college educated and knew the importance, and inherent value of an education. They did whatever they could to help their children get through school and really influenced them to go to
Virtue ethics (Aristotelian ethics): People make perfectly sound ethical judgments everyday without understanding anything about ethical theories. We also know that right conduct seems to come much more easily for some than others. For whatever reason some people tend to act in a more consistently ethical manner than others. Whether this is because they have greater knowledge or if they possess a certain capacity that enables them to act in a moral manner more easily and readily is unclear.
All throughout school, students are ask what we want to be when we grow up. Many of us know or have a pretty good idea, but others have no clue what they want to pursue as a career in life, whether it be furthering their education at a university or attending a technical school. There are other students that plan to start work right out of high school. Either way we all have a plan, and the purpose of this paper is to inform you of mine. I personally struggle in making big decisions like deciding what to do with my life, but then I realized I have been asking myself the wrong questions. Instead of asking what I want to be when I grow up, I asked myself what do I want out of life? what are some of my goals that I wish to achieve? This led