as I begin my halftime routine. Unfortunately my dad wasn’t one of those proud parents‚ but I push my feelings aside as I feel my base grab my foot and say “We go on five‚ be ready.” The next five minutes are full of the taste of sweat as I hit every stunt. As I walk off the field‚ the football players walk back on‚ reeking of body odor and determination. After watching the crowd go crazy for us‚ I am proud of myself for giving my all and accomplishing something of my own. Growing up‚ my dad was forced
Premium Family Mother Father
I started my first year of college with my life prearranged. I had a ridiculous notion that everything was going to be a piece of cake. I was going to join different clubs‚ do lots of research‚ make the dean’s list‚ make my parents proud and attend as many parties as I could. However‚ now when I look back‚ I realized that I was too comfortable in my life. I thought I was ready to overcome every obstacle that was thrust upon me but I was sadly mistaken. College was a culture shock. I concluded that
Premium High school College Education
that currently overarches all of my other goals in the present is the goal of completing and obtaining my Associate in Engineering Degree during two years at Schoolcraft College. To achieve this goal‚ I hopefully plan to overcome the extreme case of procrastination that I have for the time being and stop making extremely terrible decisions with my time. After I achieve this goal‚ I plan on looking forward into even higher education. However‚ my current issues with my post-college goals is that I am
Premium High school Time College
question about my ethnic identity‚ I must first reflect upon my family. Old Highway 45 in Shannon‚ Mississippi is the town that I was born and raised. The community is called Old Union which sits on a hill just off the highway in rural northern parts of Shannon. As a child the only social environment I had was family gatherings‚ going to school and church functions that was all that mattered to my family. I am an African American female who came from a family of four other siblings. My mother and father
Premium Family African American White American
As I have begun my transition to college I’ve often questioned my enrollment and asked myself if I am truly ready for this next chapter in my life‚ or am I going to end up like the rest of my family before me. I am by all mean a first generation student and I’ve often seen that as a good thing as I will be apple to advance my family‚ but now as time has passed I’ve been able to see that pushing through won’t be easy. My sense of my own identity alone will be my bane and until I can truly find out
Premium
long time ago‚ my mom woke me up early. “It’s time to go‚” she said. Go‚ go where I asked? “Today‚ we are moving to Florida‚” she said. My big brown eyes began to fill up with hot salty tears. I don’t want to go‚ I said over and over again. You and your sibling are going to be moving to Florida with me. Again‚ I cried aloud‚ I don’t want to go. Who will take care of me? Where will I sleep? And what will I eat and drink? Consequently‚ all of my pleas for mercy to reside longer with my daddy was ignored
Premium Family Mother English-language films
As I walked around my city to feed the homeless‚ I chose to go to the first neighborhood I’ve lived in out of several. As I was taking in the nostalgic scenery‚ I motioned towards a man who took shelter behind a dumpster. Not wanting to startle him‚ I kindly greeted and offered him one of the many pb&j’s I had prepared earlier. “I don’t want your disgusting sandwich‚ I’d rather eat Mcdonalds‚” he said harshly‚ assuming I was helping him out of pity and not the kindness of my heart. This wasn’t the
Premium Crime Police Psychology
me about my hair. Jokes about how I could tie blades at the end of my hair and whip it around like some kind of ninja warrior. It’s completely understandable to view two long braids as secret weapons of a trained assassin. I could probably use it as a weapon‚ if I wanted to. It was definitely long enough. Braided‚ my hair was a bit past my waist. “Why do you keep your hair so long?” people always ask me. How many times has my mom asked me this? How many times has she told me tying my hair in pigtails
Premium Hair Braid Debut albums
In 2013‚ My parents and I went to the Philippines for vacation‚ to visit family from the mom’s side. We had a blast visiting there. We only go to the Philippines every four to five years. Davao is the city where we usually visit because my mom’s side of the family is from there. Usually it takes three to five airplanes just to get to Davao. The total travel time varies between twenty-eight to thirty-six hours with layovers. When I was in sixth grade‚ I went to Florida for winter break. It
Premium Family Florida
College is My Workbook Learning was difficult when I was younger‚ which allowed me to appreciate learning in college. As a child‚ I did not like the process of learning‚ having to be wrong or right and having to retain the information. I would be embarrassed about having the wrong answer since for everyone else‚ it seemed as if the material just clicked for them. In turn‚ I would lie to my teachers when they asked if I understood it as I did not want them to slow down just for me. Then‚ I’d go home
Premium Education High school School