As I become aware of the different issues that are happening in Puerto Rico and the rest of the world, I realize the duty we all have to be part of the solution; as a result, this summer I dedicated some of my time to community service. Even though, I had participated in some causes with my school, it was not until this summer that I discovered how rewarding it is to help others. I volunteered in the Food Bank of Puerto Rico (Feeding America), the American Red Cross and Puerto Rico Therapy Dogs. Each of the causes is special in their own way and I really enjoyed working with them. In regard to the Food Bank of Puerto Rico, it's mission I find vital, as it focuses on eliminating hunger. I never thought that I would learn and receive so much
Their work parallels my message, one which focuses on self-sacrifice for the sake of humanity and furthering the interests of individuals and society alike. This attitude has been shaped by an experience in my junior year where I helped the impoverished child communities of Ecuador. It was my first volunteer opportunity abroad and the discoveries brought on by the service emboldened my posture of selfless action. As a result, I will be volunteering once again next year in the Dominican Republic, building homes and distributing medical supplies in a local village. The work we do as Americans should be shaped by our chosen mission in life and pave a path towards success everyone can
I would like to have the privilege of participating in this special initiative in Puerto Rico. I went to Puerto Rico recently in January for vacation with my best friends. I noticed that there were some islanders sitting on the sidewalk as we explored San Juan . I asked one woman if she was alright because I took note that she was there for the past two hours in the same spot. She told me, " I sit here and wait for tourist to past by and help me". She explained the storm took her home and now she has nothing. I gave her couple of dollars and my bottle of water. At that moment I realized I could not enjoy my vacation knowing there are unfortunate people around me who needed help. I wanted to help the people of Puerto Rico but knew
The smallest acts of kindness can have the largest effects, and I have made a lifetime of unforgettable memories donating my time and services to those in need. From volunteering at an organic produce farm to volunteering at an equine therapy program for children with disabilities, from fostering rescue animals to traveling abroad to treat the ill and injured, I have witnessed firsthand the value of investing in both the individual and the community.
The lush landscaping and secluded setting of Winchester Place apartments enables residents to enjoy the quiet life in Northwest Houston while still being minutes from Beltway 8 and Highway 290 when they need to get to downtown Houston. There's a Kroger and McDonald's within walking distance and a bunch of other stores and restaurants nearby. Walking and jogging trails, a 24-hour fitness center and two racquetball courts give residents what they need to get exercise, and there is a pool with sundeck to use for relaxation afterward.
The assistance I rendered in Peru last summer strengthened my fervent desire to help those less fortunate than myself. It was here during my 17-day service trip to Lima, Peru with the Humanitarian Experience For Youth group, where I realized how blessed I have been in life. I was able to help build a medical clinic in an area that lacked treatment for families. We built the walls with bricks and cement and I learned how to install rebar. I also helped local schoolteachers, twice a week in their classrooms, with their English program. I’ve learned to be more humble and grateful due to the sweet Peruvians offering us the little food they had, to show their gratitude. It felt rewarding to accomplish so much in so little time. The work was extremely exhausting, but I would do it again without
A loud noise pierced through the undisturbed silence. It was something fresh to the community for it had never, been heard by me, or anybody else. Everything is coming back the memories, the rules of no books, and time.
Once on a dreary day in the town of Raynor, it was the single most important day of these young children’s lives, test day. Everyone in the town had prepared, studied, and been ready to ace this exam, except Kevin. Kevin is what the people around town call a worrier, it didn’t matter how much he had studied, or how ready he was, Kevin never felt confident in himself. One time he was asked to present in class the project he completed over break, and the students thought he might have suffered a heart attack before he had even began. It turned out he worked himself into such a dither for no reason, because when all was said and done, his project had been flawless; but still perfection couldn’t ease his anxiety. So now, today is the day, and
have a passion for business, that makes me an outstanding and fierce competitor for LIVE. My previous experiences from when I joined LIVE Future Leadership Challenge in Grade 11 and 12 gives me an advantage over other contenders. In fact, my team was placed 3rd in Grade 12 as a result of our determination and diligence.
I have been fired from four different jobs over the years. The effects of the most recent event took it’s toll on me, and plugged me into a depression. Victimhood was living well in my behavior. Amazingly, through a string of events, my depression lifted and I was on my way to being the man I wanted to be. During those early years of depression, I was aware of my emotions like a child is aware they don’t feel good, but can’t really tell you why.
I have to cry and release all my pain because of some threatening words she said. Sometimes being dramatic is not a weakness, for me it is a sign that I am brave to show them that I am incapable to release my anger inside. Frustrations exist also when my desires get interrupted. The feeling results from disparities between what I want and what I find available on the situation. Intense feeling probably comes and goes fairly quickly, maybe even in a matter of seconds.
Education has been a special value in my parents’ lives. My parents did not have the opportunity to go to college since they faced numerous financial challenges throughout their lives. Seeing me graduating from High School, was a magnificent feeling for my parents since I was the first person in my family that graduates High School. However, the love and hard work of my family has encourage me to give my best to become an Electrical Engineer.
It is hard to believe it has been two years since I retired after 37 years as an educator. After the initial withdrawal questions that I am sure most retirees experience such as what was I thinking to quit a perfectly good job; what will they do without me; what will I do without the daily interactions with people on the job; how will we pay the bills; and what will I do with all this free time; I finally came to grips with being a “has been” and moved on to being a “whatever I what to be." It took some time, but I came to realize there is more to life than a “perfectly good job” that requires 12 to 14 hour work days; I learned to accept they, the job, will get along just fine if not better without me; I still miss the job specific interactive
Humans are social creatures filled with emotion. We are surrounded by a world full of communication, that you are forced to adapt to. We have to have one another to survive. All of us are there for the better; and you can not go through life by yourself.
Is what a person sees and experiences really the measurement of an enjoyable summer, or is it the person that sees and experiences with you what really matters? It was the summer of 2014 when my mother, grandma, and I went on our annual week long summer trip to the condo in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. My grandpa was 70 years old at the time and able to take care of himself, he never liked to travel with us to the condo. For the many years, we have traveled to the condo, my grandpa would stay home, and my grandma would call him every few hours to check on him. It was our second day on vacation at around 12:00 pm and my grandma called my grandpa like usual, but there was no answer. We called my cousin to go check on him at the house.
It was the beginning of summer in 2013 and I had just finished my sentence shacked up in High school. My parents planned a trip to go see my grandparents in Panama City and said that I could bring a friend with me. We packed our bags and drove 14 hours to Florida. Once there we were unaware that we were about to be faced with tough situation and that teamwork was the only way for survival.