Monday through Friday I stayed with my grandmother and great aunt, so that I could go to school. I was in elementary school at the time. I use to listen to my uncle play different types of music on his stereo so that he could mimic the sound with the instruments he was playing. I used to sing along with him dreaming that one day I would be able to sing just like the singers on the albums my uncle would play to. As time went on, my mother met a man that she felt was a good man.
We walked very long distances to fields that my dad owned to work on planting, harvesting, pretty hard labor. We would stay there for 7-8 hours working non stop all 7 days of the week. Our living conditions then weren't so great we were poor so my dad taught us at an early age ‘you have to work towards change’. At noon we would all head home and me and along with my two other sisters assisted out mother in preparing food. After we ate we arranged all our supplies for the following day and went to
My dad drank a lot of alcohol and since our family couldn 't handle the shame, my family moved around most of the time. I was the new kid in school all the time . My first job was a lifeguard on the Rock River. I was fifteen years old. I saved 77 lives and a set of false teeth.
Does your school go on an overnight at the beginning of the year? Well, the Key School does. We went to the famous Earthshine Camp for the past couple of years and had so much fun. But this year we went to a place called Camp Timberlake for boys. We go to these camps so that we can enjoy finding out more about our classmates better.
A second paid opportunity I have had serving children has been working as summer camp counselor for the past three summers. Each summer since May 2013, Warren W. Willis United Methodist Summer Camp has provided me with the opportunity to mentor a wide variety of children ranging in ages from rising fourth grade to newly graduated high school seniors. Here I have taken on many roles of mentor, advocate, listener, friend, small group leader, activities facilitator, etc. Here I have interacted with children and adolescents of all backgrounds and cultures.
Ugh! Anyway, where was I. Oh, right, the Second to last week of school. I had everything ready for summer. Swimsuits, towels, water bottles, you name it!
I started my spring break on a sunny vibrant Friday, I had a baseball game that day and the next and the next days also. Yeah, A LOT of baseball. Friday I only had one game, Saturday I had 2 games and then Sunday I had 3 games. We won all of our games till the end which was the championship. The championship was a really tough and competitive game against a team called ELITE Squad South.
I reached out to my high school’s summer school program last summer and volunteered as a tutor for the majority of the summer. There, I tutored in various subjects in math to summer school students, helping a lot of students pass their required coursework. I continued my tutoring agenda by helping ELL students learn English that very summer at a Minneapolis high school. Called the Summer Academy, the summer school program was designed to help new immigrant students receive an academic boost before the school year began. I was able to ease the learning process by helping several students by conversing in a language they were fluent in, Somali.
It was finally the day I got to see my mom after two whole months. She moved to Florida to find a house down there so I could move down with her. For two months it was basically misery. I have never been two weeks without her, let alone 2 months. I was heartbroken and she was too.
The summer of second grade was a really magnificent time for me because my grandpa came with his two sons from Boston to California. We went to a lot of considerable places but my all time favorite would have to be when we went to Great America. One day our whole family decided that we should go to Six Flags, so we all agreed. We woke up at exactly 8:00 A.M. and drove to Six flags with our whole family. Once we arrived my dad realized that we got the wrong tickets.
I started volunteering as a Spanish interpreter with the St Mary's health clinics in the Twin Cities area. Within this job, I interpret medical care for individuals who only speak Spanish or do not have a high fluency in English. I am the one connection between the doctor and the patient which allows them to get medical care. The second thing I have done while being at home is I started taking an EMT course this semester to hopefully be able to have a part-time job of being an EMT who speaks
This summer I went on a vacation and played baseball. I also mowed lawns so I could pay for my baseball trips, as well as working on my farm. Right now I am helping my dad move out to the farm. For baseball this year we had a lot of games. If I wasn’t playing baseball I was mowing, or I was helping clean out an apartment.
1. The prehistoric diet primarily consists of plants with some meat sporadically mixed in, it is truly only the food that could be hunted and gathered from the surrounding environment. Even hunting at this point was still a point of learning how to obtain food. At this point in time food was merely a means for survival, there were no known strong cultural, social, or religious ties to particular foods. The prehistoric diet culminated in the formation of social groups as it required organization to hunt larger animals.
In the duration of my middle school years, I maintained excellent grades, except I had just one issue that held me back from a satisfying life. That issue was the fact that friends came very hard to me in my middle school years. Before my struggles at my middle school, Trafton, I had a very productive social life in the Elementary school I attended, Roberts Elementary. Here, it was very easy to make friends and have a great social life, since no hard work was required as a kid. Middle school, however, was a great challenge for me.
I check my watch as I race to catch my first ever Austin Metro bus home. My metro bus ride to school in the morning proved disastrous. Taking the southbound rather than the northbound bus had left me confused while waiting for the return bus and embarrassed while explaining the reason for my late arrival to school. It 's 4:33. Oh man.
