Yet, when I finally calmed myself down to see the grade I was astounded. I had received a 95% on the paper. I knew nothing, and I got an A! How could that have been
Soon after the Seven Years’ War, the British and the colonists learned that victory came with a rather expensive price (Kennedy, Cohen, & Bailey, 2010). Great Britain tightened its grip on the colonies in North America, expecting colonists to pay for their financial struggles. In order to make colonists pay for the war, Great Britain reminded the North American colonies who had authority by controlling the colonists to submit to various ordinances ratified by British Parliament. This action only showed that arrogance leads to rebellion socially, economically, and politically. Socially, a lack of communication between Great Britain and the North American colonies was to blame for the Revolutionary War.
I have lived in two distinct communities: the first was the small town of Moraga in the East Bay area of California, the second, and my current residence, is the city of Stockton. The former, Moraga is the epitome of white picket fence suburbia, with friendly neighbors, a high ranking public school system, and a practically non-existent crime rate. Growing up in Moraga, I was able to receive a great education, roam the streets freely with friends, and never had to fear horrors, such as, gang violence, sporadic neighborhood shootings, or drug abuse. Sadly, when I moved to the latter, most of these horrors were apparent weekly, if not daily.
Even though I was not elected to an office I ran for one of the more challenging seats. I ran for the assembly man for my city. While i did not make it I had to go into a tie breaker to decide who would represent the city of Portola in the House of Representatives. After discovering that I had lost the election I became more active in the city government and helped introduce a myriad of
German Immigrant- $5. Husband and three children. It was not at all how I had imagined it would be. America, the land of the free, was awfully confined. I stepped off the boat with anger filling my entire body.
I used to have this grudges in my heart when everything go hard that would made me wanted to blame my parent. But I can’t because I was not raise to think that way. When I come to America, I was eleven years old and no one asked me if I wanted to come it just happen in a second. I was in a cold place with extended family that I never met before and that one person who raise me and made me feel secure was still back in the country. I had to lived months without her and next thing you know I adapted and convince myself they are doing this because the wanted the best for me.
The day seems like will be a pretty good day. I was in my school. The classes were finished for the day. That day we had quizzes and and the professor we let out soon. I was wit my friends we were laughing, talking, and joking .When
On one brusque day, I was running from the cops knowing that I shouldn’t have held up 7/11 while on probation. Now i’m really gonna get locked up now. I don’t care i’ll miss my sophomore year or if the judge gives me grace again. I’ll end up with my dad in West Cali, and i’ll end up working at his retarded library. My mom and he were divorced when I was three.
This topic is truly interesting and exciting topic, especially for the one who considers himself as a person who is already so much different than anybody else. Why? There aren’t many high schoolers who have just emigrated to the States like me. I have not seen that many students who have just emigrated from their country. There are myriad of difficulties that people like me have to encounter and have to go through.
I have commenced my educational journey by participating in a variety of courses offered by my school. I have registered for and am participating in a Pharmacy Technician Certification Program. I have also undertaken duel-enrollment
I remember spending twelve hours on the airplane without getting any sleep. I couldn’t stop thinking about my new life I will face in America. I felt as if time had stopped and I didn't know what to think. After spending nine years in Egypt, I moved to an environment that was totally different from the one I came from. The first day of school came by so quickly, and I remember going to school not knowing anybody or anything.
Coming to America The most critical event of my life was November 11, 2013 the first time I boarded an airplane to the United States of America. It was the scariest but happiest time of my life experiencing it with my father and sister. I was afraid of heights, so there were times when I told my father I was too afraid to board a flight. I never actually imagined myself boarding a plane owing to the rigorous processes in acquiring a United States visa.
As a person goes through life he or she may wonder “Who am I?” and “What is my purpose?” The objective of this paper is to allow me to reflect and critically analyze who I am as a person. In this paper, I will discuss my social location and identity, my life experiences and my privileges and disadvantages.
Throughout the history of mankind, many people have wished for the ability to travel back in time. There are countless historical events that I would want to travel back to, from world wars, incredible inventions and to major sporting events. Everyone would use this opportunity differently, but I would travel back to the early 1900’s to live through the major moments that occurred in the United States. The two world wars have always fascinated me from a very young age, and I always appreciate opportunities to learn more about them. History classes, books, and movies have given me information over the years, but it has never seemed to be enough for me.
There was no doubt in my mind that I tried my hardest in the classes; I just did not have as much faith in myself when it came to the test day. In AP U.S. History, I did my homework religiously every weekend on Sunday afternoons by delving into each chapter as much as possible and enjoying what I was reading. For AP Language and Composition by creating a word wall in my room in order to improve my vocabulary. All the weekends spent doing homework and more for these classes paid off in a way I never would have imagined. I finally was able to believe my hard work towards achieving a goal could actually be rewarded.
