I decided to try because of my parents, sports, and most importantly my future. I knew that I was capable because of my past. Kindergarten through 7th grade I received straight A’s and was on the honor roll each year. What pushed me the most was my parents. I wasn’t able to do a lot of things that I wanted to do because of my grades.
In my very first year of college at Morehead State University, every time I would get a moment to think to myself I’d find that only troubles were waiting to reappear. I would constantly do things to try and keep my mind occupied. As if I could consciously distract myself. Needless to say, I wasn’t happy. I ran into the first these problems shortly after I graduated from high school.
Second, homosexual people are some of the socialist individuals I know. I mean that in a good way. Children raised by a homosexual couple are already experiencing what it feels like to be different and how to overcome negativity at an entirely different kind of level. Homosexual couples should be allowed to adopt as long as they meet the requirements when it comes to caring the children. If I was taking from my parents, shuffled from place to place, can't make friends because I'm never in one place too long, feeling lonely, and just plain tired; being adopted by homosexual couple wouldn't sound too
During my time in this class, so many things struck me hard. I am a self admitted naive person who was sheltered by my family for pretty much my entire life. Even as an adult, I have somewhat sheltered myself. I guess I never realized it until I decided to turn my life upside down, leave the “real world” and come back to school full time. I was a full time student back in 97-99 and it amazes me every day how things have changed.
The manner in which we were told to book our first patients hardly 3 weeks into the academic year left me in such apprehension that I needed some reassurance from some of the senior students that they were once where I was and had completed the ‘çhallenge’ successfully. My supervisor, as if sensing my fears explained to my patient that the treatment would take a considerable length of time as she was the first ever patient I would be attending to as a dental student. My patient’s main complaint was that the dentures that she had been wearing since 1994 were so ’blunt’ that she could hardly chew with them anymore, the teeth were indeed worn out occlusally and incisally. All she wanted from her new dentures was something to chew with and teeth of a lighter shade, which made my job less demanding. My patient, Ms Carew was a 72 year old pensioner who lived with her daughter.
In custody hearings of a male and female divorcing due to one partner being gay, often the gay or lesbian parent is not awarded custody rights solely because of their sexuality. Americans seem to be under the impression that a same-sex parenting home is a negative environment for children, but maybe being raised in a same-sex parent home is actually more advantageous for children than a heterosexual parent home. As I first began to really think about how it would be to grow up in a homosexual home environment, I was only able to really think of negative aspects of the situation. It seemed like a child would be teased a lot in high school- an adolescent period where the word “gay” is used interchangeably with “stupid”. It seemed unfair that a child would have to be persecuted by their classmates for something completely out of their control, but then again, children raised by heterosexual parents are teased at school as well.
We didn’t have a lot of money, we didn’t know the language, but what we did have were minds full of hopes and dreams and the desire and push to make them a reality. In little to no time, I learned the English language, and only a year after coming to this country I was identified by my school as a gifted student. I pushed myself constantly to be better in everything that I did, preparing myself for a college education, thirsty for knowledge and
This split the school between the “delinquents” and the “will be”. I took three years of engineering (one of the two “smart” classes), so I was part of the “delinquent” class. I was the only one with a “good” future in that class and the teachers pitied me. When I read/watched this article it struck a chord in me and I really saw what me highschool was. The “delienquents” were talked down to and punished while the “will be” were praised and helped.
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.
My experiences as a junior changed my entire outlook on my role as a student athlete and caused me to reevaluate my perspective on the things that were important to me. When school started on August 26, and all my teachers began to give daily quizzes based on the summer readings, I knew I was in trouble. I started to fall behind due to the amount of time required to complete each assignment, and I had to complete it for all four of my classes. I knew I wasn’t off to a good start of the school year. I was told that when you become a junior that’s when everything starts to get harder and you have to buckle down meaning no time for friends and really no weekend because it was going to require a lot of work, but I was sure that if I got through middle school, 9th and 10th grade that it would be no different than any other grade level class that I had taken already and passed.