On my first day of kindergarten my mom took me to school. She walked me to class and stayed with me for a few minutes then she had to leave to go to work. I was okay for a little while then I started crying. I did not have my mom around and I did not have my grandmother around. My teacher let me call my mom and my mom told me “I was a big boy, I have to go to school and that everything would be ok, stop crying and that she loved me”.
With this pregnancy, the dad didn’t know about it, and I knew he wouldn’t help me because he has two girls that he doesn’t see or support. Adoption was the best thing I could think of. I knew it would be the hardest decision ever in my life. I wanted the baby to go with a family that couldn’t have kids. I knew I couldn’t care for the baby like I wanted to.
You could also have time to finish your homework if you couldn’t the night before. This year on Wednesday, October 12 we took our PSAT’s and the seniors didn’t have to be at school until 11:30 in the morning because they didn’t have to take them. Instead they had to take the SAT’s but I don’t know the exact dates they would take them. I expected not to see any seniors in my classes that I have seniors in. But I was shocked to see all of them actually show up.
* How my Parent’s divorce affected my Life * Children of divorce have lifelong effects. I grew up in a two-parent home for 17 years of my life. Then one day it was over, my parents announced they were getting a divorce. My parents had been married for 23 years and during that time they produced five children. I always knew my parents were going to be divorced someday, because all they did was argued.
Reflective essay 2nd semester Ashley Fisher Professor Underwood Us World & Africa History Wise April 27, 2010 Reflective Essay Although second semester is the time where most students start to slack, not want to come to class due to the transition from the cold weather to the warm weather, and just basically not as excited about school like they were in the previous first semester, I must say I still enjoyed Ms. Underwood’s class overall. Although since last semester professor Underwood teaching method, which is note taking and discussions through power points still stayed the same, other things she did the previous semester had changed. Last semester we took weekly quizzes through web ct, and had multiple blogs and two big papers. This semester we took in class quizzes, we only had three blogs, and only one big paper. I must say I liked the idea of one big paper because in my opinion there is no way you can receive a bad grade.
My parents realized they would soon have to spell things out, as many parents do. As soon as I learned to spell, which wasn’t long after I learned to read, my parents had no hope. I had entered their secret world of language, and I wasn’t leaving anytime soon. This love affair with language and books continued well into elementary and middle school where I surpassed my Accelerated Reading points every six weeks. My parents and I even had a system: when we had finished dinner, we would go into my room and snuggle up with a book that either they or I had picked.
I tried going to alternative school while working and pregnant but that did not last but a semester either. I was to worried about what my child’s father was doing that I also quit going to that school. Six months after having my first child I ended up pregnant with my second one. I knew from then that I had no chance of ever going back. So I got married at 17 and started just playing the house wife and mom, till it came to me having to find a job.
But, it was still difficult for me. I felt at a loss because much of my time had been devoted to their needs. My husband attempted to assist me by finding activities and travel to take my mind off of it. But the feeling of loss still lingered. My husband was neutral about them leaving home and though I knew this was the natural progression of life I felt myself presenting him because he didn’t understand and share my feelings.
All I know is that it is a situation I will never allow myself to be in ever again. Subjective well-being is defined as an individuals’ global judgments of their own life satisfaction. (Diener, Lucas, & Oishi, 2002) At that time of my life, my happiness was gone and my satisfaction with life was gone too. Being in a relationship with a person who is supposed to love you, but constantly puts you down and beats you if you don’t do everything he wants is not good for anyone’s well-being. I was constantly hoping someone would see the pain I was going through and stop the abuse, but that never happened.
Darriane Newberry Period: 4 8-29-12 One event that had a huge impact on my life was when my best friend/ sister passed away in May of 2004. This took a big toll on my life. When my brother’s dad first told me I didn’t believe him, I didn’t want to believe him. So when my mom took me home, she looked up Robin’s name and read me her obituary. In that moment I still didn’t believe her.