Sam said that he was not ready to go home yet and his father said he could stay for a few more months. One month later his family came back and got him. They stayed in the Catskill Mountains to live. This story of survival taught me that kids could live in the wild, but it would be tough. I liked the book because it taught me some survival tips.
I try looking for a job first to take care of my daughter and pay for my finances but that wasn’t successful. I needed to have a high school degree and a few years’ experience. It was a few days before I contacted Student Services at a nearby school and enrolled immediately. My journey has just begun and I never knew the road to success could be so difficult. I had many sleepless nights and so many assignments I thought I would never finish.
Pursuit of a Graduate Degree Jessica Dawson COM 516/ Professional Communication August 22, 2011 Jacob Green ABSTRACT The path that leads me to pursue a Master’s degree in adult education and training is one that I was hesitant to travel. Since childhood there was always a clear picture in my mind of how I would lead my life and contribute to my community. Unfortunately, the plans that I made for myself years ago turned out to be misguided and unsatisfying. After months of insightful introspection a light bulb went off and my new life plan was formed. The pursuit of new found personal goals lead to the University of Phoenix where I will garner the skills, contacts and confidence to succeed in my chosen career.
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.
I was an only child by then, so she was my partner always. As I grew, I stopped paying attention to Wanda, because I was too worried with school, friends and my two baby siblings, so she became more a nuisance than a loved pet. June of 2009 my father told me that my dog had cancer, and that she would not live more than six months. From that day on every free time I had, I was with her. Playing, caressing her, or just sitting by her side.
What ever happened to traditional dating, is it a just a thing of the past, or can we get it back? As a young lady growing up in the 70’s, if I wanted to go on a date they would have to come and meet my parents first. It was awkward for me and my date but it was a level of respect. Today’s teenager’s dates pull up to their house and blow the horn for them to come out. Some of their dates don’t even pick them up at all.
I told my mom when I got back from the doctor. It was really hard to tell her because I told her I was only going to have one kid. When I did, we cried together, and then I told her what I wanted to do with the baby and she supported me 100%. She knows what a hard time I had with my son and she did not want to see me go through that all over again. It took me a while to call the numbers, but when I did I was really scared and nervous.
My father used to tell me and my sisters stories about how he used to teach kids for free in Haiti because those children’s parents were unable to afford to send them to school. As I grew older and watched the years go by, I wanted to go back to college and finish so I can earn my degree, but there was always some complication that would arise and I would have to put college on the back-burner. A year ago, I decided to ignore the numerous obstacles that a single-working mother faces and returned to school. I used to believe that my father had lost his mind when he would want me and my sisters to read books and practice math problems during our summer vacation instead of spending the entire summer by the swimming pool. However, as I get older, the more I seem to be turning into my crazed-father that I used to complain about with my sisters.
My husband and children have had a huge influence on my decision of returning back to school. I would like to be a good role model for my family. Someone that they look at and say to themselves “I want to be just like my mom when I get older”. Even for my husband, he always struggled and never did well in school. He did not complete high school or received his GED so I think to myself
She started to wear the veil at the end of the university and it took her a year to get to the decision. For her it was a spiritual journey. She was the first in the family to take it on and her father and family accepted it immediately. She only had a few negative experiences but when things get blown up in the media she keeps a low profile. She would never look down on people who didn’t choose to wear the veil, and I quote - "It's not about that, it's about my personal spiritual connection with God."