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It was the last inning in our all-star game, and we were losing 10 to 8. Our team had 2 outs and we couldn’t get the third. Our pitcher was doing bad, throwing all balls, while all of us in the field were tired, ready to fall asleep at any moment. There goes another walk. They score again.
For fifteen years, I put my heart, effort, and soul into my band Murky Waters. I made it into a career that supports my wife, my stepdaughter, and my parents. Murky Waters is what saved my family and me from poverty in the ghetto of Warsaw, Poland, and it’s what saved me from giving up on life entirely before I met my wife. I met her only a year after Murky Waters began and she was introduced to me by my best friend and drummer, Tony. Anka was two months pregnant with my stepdaughter, Antonia, at the time we met.
Tests and allies had come and it was hard. I still didn 't have many friends at school. Getting along with my classmates was something I still struggled with. In class I definitely wasn 't my teachers favorite student.
Your name is who you are; it’s the essence of your being. You and your name will go through thick and thin, young and old, and life and death together. You two are forever inseparable, like brother and sister, white on rice, or a fat boy and triple chocolate cake. My name happens to be Mykel. To many people I encounter in life, phonetically pronounce my name as “Michael,” “Mukal,” or even “Mah-Kawyll” by my Southern eleventh grade AP English teacher, Ms. Clawson, who always butchered my name with different pronunciations for the first two months of the quarter, and somehow managed to make it sound similar to an imitation crow call by an amateur bird caller.
The American Identity is more than just being a citizen in America. What makes the American Identity is the diversity that exists in America. America is a melting pot, which consists of many ethnic groups, religions, and ideas. It isn’t the appearance that makes you American, it is your mind and the way one acts make one American. I am a kid who is part Korean, French, and Chinese.
The transition from eighth grade to ninth grade is one of the most difficult but unforgettable things a student must do in his adolescence. For me, it was filled with new opportunities of taking Ap classes and joining clubs. One of these cubs was Youth and Government (Y&G). For as long as I can remember my brother, Riad, has boasted about how amazing Y&G is and how it has changed his life. My brother is three years older then me, so as a freshman he was a senior in Y&G.
So life had to drastically transition from me being a lax sophomore that depended on my parents to plan everything for me and keep me in check for school work to living on my own and not having that sturdy support. At this school when I was learning to become an independent individual I had many opportunities to work on my time management and scheduling, and I had to learn how to get over my emotions on my own as a teenager with no parent or sibling to express these feeling to. Also through this whole school experience I had to have relationships with my teachers independently be able to figure out compromises and create bonds with them, without the help of parents and keeping a handle on my
According to the United States Department of Labor, 57% of women get up and go to work in the morning just like men; the difference is they don’t get paid the same. Women have fought for the right to get an equal education, equal rights such as voting, and now women need to fight to get equal pay. Although some choose to believe that gender is no longer a problem in the work place, it is seen as early as high school; on the contrary, this belief is entirely wrong. Women deserve to receive equal pay for equal works because it would financially advance our society, help with the productivity of families and generations to come, and take less of a burden off of men. There are many important people who contribute to passing laws that restrict women inequality; however, Lilly Ledbetter is probably the most important.
On September 8, 2008 I arrived to the hospital at six o 'clock in the morning to get induced to have my first daughter due to a blood clot I had in my leg. The nurses first told me to change into a gown. Shortly after they hooked me up to the monitors to hear the baby moving all around. Also to track her cute little heartbeat. Another one was to monitor my contraction and watch them on the screen.
As I mention in previous post my sister was teen mother. My parents were extremely disappointed in her. As I result I underwent identity foreclosure. According to James Marcia, individual in this identity statutes yearn for approval. I wanted my parents and younger siblings to be proud of me.
Throughout my life I have come from and created a few identities for myself. Perhaps, the most dominant identities that have been apart of my life are being an athlete and being a family orientated man. In this paper I will write about how my identities have shaped my life. First off I believe my biggest identity is being an athlete.
My identity was created when my parents wrote my name on my birth certificate in 1998. Not knowing anything, my parents decided to walk away from the Hmong tradition of giving their descendant a Hmong name and wanted to become more Americanized for the better of my future. They came to the conclusion of calling me Billy, which have no affiliation with being Hmong at all, being the first in the family to walk down this path. Being borned in the United States as the youngest child in my family and being, with my four older siblings, the first generation of Hmong-American, allows me to have a different life than I would in Laos. Since my childhood, my culture is influenced by the experiences and opportunities that had shaped me as the person
I was presented with a whole new curriculum and teaching styles. Needless to say, my school grades went down since I was still adapting to a new language and school system. My first two school years in the United States were by far my worse but that did not stop me from succeeding. Even though I was young, I was able to understand what I was going through. I knew that I needed to not just put in the same effort as other kids my age but far more.
I've always thought about what it would feel like not to be discriminated against or to not have people tell me that I look different compared to the stereotypical “American”. I’ve wondered what life would be like if I hadn’t grown up in a family where two completely different cultures came together to create one. I’ve thought about how much easier life would be if both sides of my family lived driving distances away from where I live. I’ve recognized that no matter how I may act to certain people, they will not try and get to know me based off of my physical appearance. Despite the number of times these thoughts have crossed my mind, I will never be ashamed of who I am and my Japanese heritage.
From this day, I still remember how lonely I felt and how badly I wanted to be accepted. I dreaded to go to recess because I wasn't sure what type of crowd I would “ fit in” with. As I walked in class, I saw everyone divided into various cliques and eventually I found myself every week trying to fit in with a different one. I tried my best to act like those kids in order to fit in, I changed so many things such as my attitude, my clothing, my hairstyles and how I spoke in the span of one year. I was so desperate to feel like I was not alone and had real friends that I basically would’ve done anything for others to like me.
