Adult Development. Beautiful Past, Bright Future

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Beautiful Past

Beautiful Past, Bright Future
My understanding of who I am. Especially now, having a greater knowledge base from this book, “Adult Development and Life Assessment”, the theories that are talked about has opened my eyes to the realization of my past, present, and future. Using the theories, I learned from this class, and reflect a portion of my life experiences, as well as examining some of these experiences. Will look into my future goals I want to achieve. Growing up on a dead end street in a lower middle class neighborhood of East Los Angeles, my parents knew few people in the neighborhood so all the family kids hung out together, and played. That was such a great time in my life, not a care in the world. My parents made sure they knew where I was at all times. When I would want to play outside, I would play in are fenced front yard. Having had plenty of toys to play with, all the neighborhood kids would come to play at my house. I remember always having the ability to start a project and follow through to its completion from setting up my hot wheels racetrack or making my bed. When the group kids came over to play, the decision were made by me on how to play, what type of games to do, choosing whom I wanted on my team. We were always successful game endings. My self-esteem was pretty high at this age; this reminds me of the reading in chapter 1 self-esteem is based on cognitive studies, as well as other areas of development.” Burhans and Dweck found that if a child’s self- esteem were high, the child would be motivated to try harder to achieve goals. By contrast, children with low self- esteem tend to believe failures are a reflection of who they are and that they cannot succeed even if they try harder.” (Burhans and Dweck, 1995).

Beautiful Past

My dad was in the military, and had a stern persona about him, it was either his way or no way. My mother would tell me to take out the trash. If the trash was not emptied my mom would say,” wait until your father gets home”. That was enough for me to straighten up. My grandma (on my mother’s side) lived with us. I was really close to her, when I would have a bad dream she would console me until I went back to bed. My grandma also played babysitter when my parents would go out. I respected my grandma a lot; although being a kid I was a challenge to handle especially when my parents were not home. When I was in third grade, dad decided he needed a break from mom. Really do not know the details why he left, I do know he use to go to the bar meet my uncle and aunt there. While my dad had been gone for some time, I was left me a little confused not understanding why he was not around anymore. My behavior changed a bit, and I was getting in trouble at school more often. Nothing too bad, talking to my classmates when we I should have been studying. Bringing a water gun to school, and squirting the girls. This was all short lived, for the simple fact that my dad had returned home. My dad must have been gone about six months or so, whatever happened between my parents has been worked out, they have been together ever since. This was a point in my life, in which a role model was highly needed. Relative to Bandura’s social learning theory. “ Bandura emphasizes the importance of observing and modeling the behaviors, attitudes, and emotional reactions of others”. Bandura states:” Learning would be exceedingly laborious, not to mention hazardous, if people had to rely solely on the Beautiful Past

effects of their own actions to inform them what to do. Fortunately, most human behavior is learned observationally through modeling: from observing others one forms an idea of how new behaviors are performed, and on later occasions this coded information serves as a guide for action.” (Bandura 1977). One of my favorite memories has to be getting up in the morning, walking to the kitchen, picking up my bottle then heading off to bed....
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