My Past, Present, and Future
March 14, 2011
About nine years ago now – when I turned eighteen and received my G.E.D. – I was under the impression that a higher education was definitely not an option for me, and honestly, it wasn’t. Due to my knowledge of this, along with the fact that I was hired right away at what was my “dream job” at the time, I came to the conclusion that I wouldn’t ever need or want a higher education; I accepted the fact that my family nor I could afford to put me through college and made the best of it. Yet here I am, 27 years old and just beginning my journey through college, because I need to, and because I want to. In this reflection paper I’ll cover the highlights of my life thus far. Concurrently, I’ll mainly be focusing on the reasons for where I’m at in my life presently, explain my long term goals, and show how one of the development theories that I recently learned about (through this course) helps to explain my recent decision to attend college and earn my degree. Also included is the theory which is the result of my research based on the main idea of one of the developmental theories (which I also learned about from this course) that I strongly agree with, and from which I’ve drawn the following conclusion. When the ideal career opportunity and circumstances are in place, both pleasure and success are inevitably realized. On March 7th, 1984, my mother gave birth to me at the Salem Hospital in Salem, Oregon. One of the things I’ve always liked the most about living in Oregon is that it’s so green; there are plenty and a good variety of beautiful trees, and I love it! For the first five years of my life, my family and I lived in Salem. I have a lot of good memories of those first five years, primarily thanks to my mom. My mom always made sure to spend a lot of quality time with me and always had plenty of fun yet educational activities for us to do. A majority of the time she would make up activities that we could do together. A couple of the activities that we would do together were to practice alphabet and phonics flashcards, and she would almost always give in and read me fun children’s books, like Dr. Seuss and Danny and The Dinosaur, when I wanted her to. On the nicer sunny days she would – of course – let me roam free and play in the back yard for most of the day. Somewhere around the time I turned five, we moved to the little town of Aumsville. Aumsville is about twelve miles North East of Salem. My mother continued to be a good one after we moved; even though I started kindergarten and was out of the house for a few hours every day, we still always had fun and spent some quality time together every day. At that time Aumsville was mostly country and farmland as well as it was a very small community; it was a good environment to be a kid in and I have a lot of good memories from those days. There was never a dull moment for me while we lived there; there was always something fun to do in that little town. I remember it as if it was yesterday: on the really hot days it was a must to go for an all-day venture of swimming at the gravel pits; sometimes aimlessly wandering, and other times curiously exploring the big field that was our back yard; making countless mud pies (jokingly for my least favorite grandmother!) by the great big maple tree in our front yard. Unfortunately, like nearly all of the good things in life, these happiest and most innocent days of my youth came to an end. I was ten years old when we moved from Aumsville back to Salem. After a couple of attempts we managed to find a more permanent home in the North East part of Salem. My dad had an idea to start our very own family owned and operated business. My dad relied on himself to run the business and do all of the labor himself, as my mom had just given birth to my first little sister – Katie Jane – right after we moved and she...
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