My Life 87
Bianca A. Davis
Kennedy Kelechi Halams
November 8, 2010
I. My early Childhood
II. My School Experiences
III. My teenage years
f. High School
IV. My early adulthood
Life 3 My life has been filled with many struggles; however, I wouldn’t recognize the joy if not for the pain. I was born in Orlando, Florida. This is where I spent my early years. My schooling was split between Orlando and Birmingham. I graduated high school in 2005. This was the most difficult period of my life. In 2008 I graduated college. I began working in 2007 at a local department store. In 2008 until now has been a period of awakened awareness and finding of peace.
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I was born on November the 20th 1987 at Orlando Regional Medical Center, I was supposed to be born on October 25th and I also was supposed to have been a boy. Needless to say when my parents brought me home from the hospital I as dressed in boy clothes and my room was blue. My father was a little disappointed. The rest of my toddler years he seemed to want a son. He taught me to play football, catch and wrestling was our favorite pass time. This was my first taste of fighting. Some may say that it was a bad thing; however I believe it gave me strength to fight no matter the odds. When I was one and a half I developed a Bells’ Palsy; the swelling left my face altered. In spite of this I was a happy child and had a loving and patient mother. However; I did inherit a lot of my father genes. I have a quick temper, just like my father.
When I began Fern Creek Elementary in Orlando, I learned that the world could be cruel place. Children could be mean and because they were mean my skin became tough. “Like most children I thought if I could face the worst danger voluntarily, and triumph, I would forever have power over it.” (Angelo, 1969) From that time on I began to defend myself and
others against bullying. I became the defender of the underdog. I always fought and rooted for the little man; because I knew how it felt to feel less than or not worthy.
When I started Howard Middle School in Orlando my mother noticed that my balance was off. She took me to several doctors and found that I had another stroke. She discovered that Bells’ Palsy is a form of a stroke. She decided to enroll me in kick boxing to help my balance. I had a very bad habit of mis-judging distances and would frequently walk into walls, among other things. I also developed a severe bacterial infection in my throat. It seemed for a while that I had one illness after another. However, some good things did happen doing this period of time. I met Shaquille O’Neal and he adopted my entire family for Christmas; needless to say it was a “fantastic” Christmas. I also had the opportunity to caddy at the charity golf tournament for Charles Barkley and Michael Jordan; they took us to the Hard Rock Café afterwards.
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My parents moved back to their hometown of Birmingham, Alabama. I attended Wenonah High School. During this time life took a tragic turn. My grandfather passed away and my mother joined my father in the downward spiral of drugs. I began practicing the Social Learning Theory at this point; however, I didn’t escape in drugs like my parents, I began the escape through isolation. I would go to school and return to my room. I became more withdrawn as their drug habit worsened. My temper became quicker. I got into several fights in school. My relationship with my parents became their protector. When they were using
drugs I looked out for their best interest. I had to watch the people that came around and also watch my younger sister. I look back on my life during this time and wonder how I made it and then I remember a saying, “nothing is easy to the unwilling”, (Fuller, 2009) but I was a willing. I loved my parents and remembered them before the drugs and continued to pray that they would get better. The getting better stage didn’t happen while I was in high school. I didn’t attend my Graduation Ceremony due to the fact that my parents were using that day. I went through a lot of pain and sorrow due to their using. I went through even more joy when they stopped. I graduated May of 2005 and my parents went into treatment in December of 2005.
“Individual’s do not pass through various stages of development but do become progressively better at making choices to meet their needs.” (Motten, 2008) When I read this I understood that I made choices in my young adulthood out of necessity. Due to my teenage years and the struggles with my parents I was forced to take on an adult role.
When my parents started to get their life together our family came together. My parents wanted to make up for all that they missed out on when I was growing up. I let them. I became a spoiled adult; because, I wasn’t as a child. I think I continue to live at home because for the first time in a long time it is a home. We have family night: we go to the movies or out to dinner. We talk to each other; sometimes, even yell at each other. That’s okay because no one will use old habits to escape.
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I went on to college and graduated in 2008. My parents made my graduation a big fiasco. I had a graduation party with all the trimmings. I began working at Wal-Mart and after 3
years there realized that this is not what I want to be doing the rest of my life. My parents by this time had opened Recovery houses. They wanted to give back and didn’t want others to travel the same road they had traveled. I realized through spending time with recovering addicts that I had a gift of feeling someone else’s pain and empathizing with them. I could give them advice that always seemed to help. Thank God I had found my calling. I decided to go back to school and major in psychology; I want to be able to help people before they become addicts.
Today I realize that life throws you curve balls. It doesn’t matter whether I hit a home run or strike out only that I continue to play the game to the best of my ability. I have peace of mind. I still struggle with my temper; but, I’ve learned to accept the things I cannot change, to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.
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