As I type away on my computer at my desk made out of some wooden composite in my tranquil room, I discern several things. I know what I know, I feel what I feel, I believe what I believe & I view what I view. When I situate myself in front of a reflection of Alaina Talbot, I observe carefully. What do I look for? Most of you would look for the typical flaws in your individual exterior. I, on the other hand, look at her and play over the last two years of my existence. As an incoming freshman, I was animated, vivacious, eager and enthusiastic about secondary school. I was a 4.0 GPA student on the basketball team & I respected my family, my friends, my life and myself. What you don’t detect is that I had just encountered a difficult process in my life with my best friend moving away. Two months subsequent to the start of my freshman year, my mother was determined to receive her teaching credentials & learn American Sign Language (ASL) to broaden her knowledge of sign language since she was previously fluent in Signing Exact English (SEE), a different signing system. Since I lived more than 30 miles from my school, it was mandatory to quit the basketball team so that my mother could pursue what she wanted.
I understood her wishes & gave up my life and passion because of my love for her. Basketball had kept me physically & mentally busy, causing a diversion from Preston’s* move. That conveys me to another situation in my life, the sixth grade. I was depressed back then because I felt isolated from my peers when I was placed into the Advanced Program for Academically Accelerated Students (APAAS) program. When I met Preston at a family camp weekend in Malibu, he seemed to emerge in my life when I most needed a companion and I rebuilt my self-esteem with him by my side. Ever since the sixth grade, he was the brother I had never had and the love of my life. I was extremely popular at my middle school, was a 4.0 GPA student and had many acquaintances. What I didn’t realize was that I had shunned my other best friends out of my life because I spent every free time I had with Preston. When he moved the summer I was entering my freshman year, I found myself without a person I could confide in. With a multitude of acquaintances, you never know whom you can rely on. A month later, right before the first quarterly report card, the grades that I was receiving in my academic courses went from an A average to a D average.
The Essay on Compare And Contrast Community College Vs. 4 Year Schools
Remeber to spell check!!! What is the differences between a Community college and a College? What are the similarities of it? This essay will discuss differences between community college and College. It will also include the similarities between the both of them. This will cover from the costs, teachers, living, amount of work, when your are in college. A Community college and college have big ...
Being the freshman that I was, I panicked and thought my high school career was over. I had gone through a period of euphoria in the first two and a half months of my secondary school education, and I slipped into depression. I lost all optimism and at the opening of the second semester of my freshman year, I was suicidal. I didn’t know where to go for advice since I had no close friends and distanced myself from my loving, caring, sweet & very wise mother in fear of being rejected. Losing her respect tore me apart & I had the notion it was over. “It” being my life frightened me. I began smoking and I mixed with the wrong crowd. I got in fights and disrespected authority. Every day I would saunter around in a sullen stupor and I would have breakdowns daily. My teachers all stated the same comments to my principal, “Alaina is a very smart individual. Why isn’t she living up to her potential? She hasn’t been turning in assignments & she doesn’t demonstrate interest in class.” I would be called in the office almost daily to talk to the principal about my attitude, and every time I would sit there and cry. Sometimes I would situate myself into a gung-ho mentality and I would make smartassed retorts to all of his comments.
He, in turn, would always threaten me by picking up the phone and saying, “I’m calling your parents. I’m concerned about you.” Because of my intelligent quips, he never called them. I would find excuses to get out of class by talking to a new counselor whom I detested. After I walked in with an attitude and plopped into a chair in front of her, the counselor would ask me what I thought was wrong with myself. Being the smart-ass that I was, I would always stifle a laugh and mock her counseling skills by stating, “I think I know. How about depression, ADHD or OCD? I can think of more.” I would always tell her that I was cutting myself, which wasn’t a serious problem. I would only scratch the surface of my skin to grab attention. I didn’t realize that it was actually a cry for help from my subliminal being. I would also tell her I thought I was suffering from anorexia and other eating disorders. Hah. She knew it was all a lie and she would just sit there and scoff at my lies & excuses. My counselor hated me and didn’t look forward to more sessions with a girl who hated everybody & everything in her life. If that would keep me out of class, I enjoyed it.
The Essay on Journal: Life During The Depression
Think about the character you used during the “Living the Great Depression” activity. Is your character male or female? How old is your character? What is your character’s position in life? What is your character’s background? Does your character have other people who are dependent on him or her? Everything about a person and his or her background can influence the thoughts and opinions a person ...
When I was looming in the region of the danger-zone, one of my friends in the crowd that I was hanging out with gave me a Bible one day in late-February. I chortled at her and said, “You are a paradoxical blonde & hypocrite.” What I didn’t know was when I would finish reading Genesis; my philosophy of life would hit me like a train. I had been raised as a Christian and loved God with all of my heart, but I had not realized that I had distanced myself from everybody including God and I had become secluded. I came home one day malodorous of cigarette smoke & my mother walked in my room extremely incensed. While her eyes were filled with sadness & concern she commanded a direct answer from me, “Are you smoking?” Seconds passed. Minutes passed. Probable answers and lies ran before my mind in a rapid scrolling marquee. Abruptly, I started praying for the first time in months. I asked God to give me the guidance that I needed. I replied with a very simple and truthful, “Yes,” then I looked away in shame. That was my primary step towards climbing out of the deep hole I had quarried for myself. Before long, I requested if I could fly to visit Preston.
The Essay on Pray God Mind Day
Subject: Inspiration Please take a moment to relax your mind and humble your heart to focus on Christ. Allow God, to be the only person on your mind while you read this prayer. If we can take the time to read long jokes, stories, etc. , we should give the same respect to this prayer. Friends that pray together, stay together. Dear Lord, I thank You for this day. I thank You for my being able to ...
At first, I had difficulty persuading my mom that it was what I actually needed the most in life. Just to see him, hug him, talk with him, laugh with him & kiss him was what I needed. Finally, in April, my mom reluctantly let me fly there, but on one provision. She had to go along. I was so happy but when I flew there, I was in for a big disillusionment. The disillusion that Preston was not my backbone, love, best friend, and confidant was like a slap in the face. A rather hard one. I apprehended there that our friendship had drifted apart and it upset me. What a life-learning experience! I realized that I had been given some sort of closure in our friendship, and I felt like I could move on in my life. That summer, I took two courses and got my first B’s in high school. I had heaved myself out of depression, at least for a while & really was happy for the first time in a year. That summer, I was baptized as a born-again Christian. As my sophomore year was in progress, I skidded back into depression. I wasn’t involved in athletics or extracurricular activities. My grades stunk and I had no friends. I was encouraged to join the Deaf Academic Bowl team, and I did so.
Little did I know that would have so much impact on my life. I had become unsociable and that forced me to re-learn how to be a team player. There were four other team members on the team in conjunction with two incredible coaches. All year, we trained four days a week as a team & seven days a week independently. That developed to be my life and the Academic bowl team became my second to kin. I began talking with my mom more and I was gradually becoming happy. I also captured the recurring role of “Kimberly” on the FOX TV series, “Get Real.” My self-esteem skyrocketed. My grades weren’t at the zenith, but I was gradually recovering from the darkest times of my life. My school hosted the Western Regional Competition and we were up against eleven other teams from all over the West Coast. When we beat the National Champions of two years in a row to make it to the Nationals, we were ecstatic. At the Regionals, I met a boy named Xavier*. From there, a relationship ignited. I still wasn’t a very happy self, however I had to constantly remind myself that the recovery process takes time. Just as I was recovering, my mother broke down weeping on the telephone on the night of April 18th.
The Essay on Down: Personal Life and Time
In college it is easy to stray away from the main purpose, which is having a higher education. College years are supposed to include fun but not too much fun. There are many ideals to consider when trying achieving success in school. They way students manage their time and consume energy has an effect on the outcome of their success. Relaxation also plays a significant role in the turn out of ...
She said to me in fragmented sentences, “It’s Wendy. Oh, my God. She’s missing.” Wendy was my mother’s identical twin sister. Apparently, she drowned or passed away because of hypothermia in the Trinity River in Northern California. Wendy was my beloved aunt. The aunt that always included me, the aunt that knew how to sign, and the happy go lucky aunt. I got online, and asked Xavier to lend a hand. He didn’t offer very much, and I felt immobilized. To this date, they still haven’t discovered her body. One additional thing also occurred before the Deaf Academic Super Bowl in D.C. My best friend, Allison*, was missing too. She had not shown up at school in five weeks & had not emailed me one letter or called me. I was worried & devastated. Part of me acknowledged that she was living with the girl who was at the core of the group I hung out with my freshman year. The other part of me knew that all I could do for her was pray. Allison had yet to find out about Xavier & Wendy. I broke down crying one night, knowing she wasn’t going to be there for me. She wasn’t going to lend an ear or a helping hand because she had no clue of what was going on in my life.
During the flight on the way to D.C., I said to RJ, another team member, “We’re headed to DC. Maybe we’ll meet up with some destined fate. All I know is that this was meant to happen. Whatever happens there, we will treasure it for the rest of our lives.” He nodded and grinned. Little did I know that what I said would be one of the best things to happen to me in my life. I experienced competition at the National level, which was extremely different from that at the Regional level. Nevertheless, I had fun & socialized with people who were at the same intellectual level as me all weekend. I was delighted because I knew I wasn’t different there. I knew I was one of the best. When I first saw Rob at the 2000 Deaf High School Academic Bowl National Tournament in May, in front of the GUKCC, I knew there was something exceptional about him. I brushed it off because Xavier was interested in me. He had asked me to fly to his prom – and I couldn’t do anything if I liked another boy until after the dance. On the day before the tournament, Rob and I had our initial talk. I asked him if he believed in God and when he began to fingerspell, “I’m an atheist,” he stopped mid-way and paused for a moment.
The Essay on Life And Death God Man Earth
Although both the Ancient Egyptians and the Book of Genesis linked the creation of time with divinity, their relationship towards each other and the distinctions between the two differ. In Genesis God is the creator of time and stands apart from it. The Egyptians saw their gods as a part of eternity and the unending cycle of life and death. Ra was the God that first went through this process. He ...
He looked in my eyes and said, “You know, I’m semi-agnostic.” He went on to explain himself, but in sagacity, I knew he was confused about what to believe in this world. “Rob, watch for God’s touch. He impacts your life in so many ways that you aren’t conscious of. If you open up your eyes and heart to God, you’ll see all the miracles & blessings that he performs on you,” I commented. He smiled and joked around for a bit, which put me at ease. I was drawn to Rob at the tournament. The way he looked at me with sincerity, the technique he used to smile at me, and how he voiced himself with such potency amazed me. Nationals wasn’t a very pleasant experience for my academic bowl team and me. There were personal conflicts going on between my teammates. Several fights broke out during our stay at Gallaudet. I had a severe bloody nose on the day of the competition, (no, not from a fight, haha), and I almost had to be rushed to a hospital nearby. I found that whenever I talked with Rob at Gallaudet, I felt better and forgot about my troubles for the time being. That whole weekend was a blur, and before I knew it – my team and I were in a taxi headed for the Dulles Airport in Virginia.
After I flew back to my abode, Xavier was upset and accused me of cheating on him. I tried to convince him that there was nothing between Rob and me. As I look back on that, I consider that serendipity. A week following my argument with my semi-boyfriend, I flew up to Xavier’s prom and a million of things happened. I flew back home, once again and called our relationship quits. The day after I got home, “fres X o2” showed up in my buddy list for the first time ever since I saw him in DC. I IMed him two times that day, the first time I talked to him, he was at home. The subsequent time I saw him online, he was at MSSD. We began writing long e-mails to each other and I rapidly found that I could talk to Rob about anything. We hit it off. I knew he was special, and I was looking forward to getting to know him more. When he was sent home with mononucleosis, he and I talked a great deal. After discussing our feelings, we stated our love for each other to the world on June 6th. That summer was a wonderful summer, and everybody around me knew it. I was excited about seeing Rob again. I worked hard in summer school so that my mom would let Rob come in August. I passed both of my classes with flying colors & I felt much better about myself.
The Essay on Time and Life
According to a popular saying,schooldays are the happiest days of your life. Is there any truth in this? Answers to this question are bound to vary greatly from person to person. A person’s answer will depend on how happy the person’s schooldays actually were and on how happy the rest of his or her life has been since. To give a really true answer to this question you have to be fairly close to ...
Time flew and August 15th came. I had so much fun with Rob and we both shared a whole lot. There is one thing that I keep playing over and over again in my mind – and that was a walk that Rob and I took down the beach on Friday night. I’ll always remember looking into his eyes and acknowledging a lot of things. “I believe,” was what Rob said to me when we arrived home from the party. Oh, my God. I was ecstatic and I smiled, “I’ve been looking forward to the time where you come to know the Lord!” He gave me the beautiful golden necklace afterwards. I have it on right now, sitting in my room while typing up this thingie. The next day was tough for me. I had to say good-bye to the person who meant the most to me in the whole wide world. We held hands and talked about when we’d see each other again. He told me that he loved me and I reaffirmed my feelings for him. “I love you, Rob,” was the last thing I said. He boarded the plane, and tears filled up in my eyes. He has become my very best friend, and we have an incredible bond. Before I met him, I had several friends whom I considered my “best friends”. I had never met someone like Rob, so I didn’t know what to expect in a best friend.
With Rob, I can tell him anything and he’ll understand me, both mentally & emotionally. Intellectually, we’re on the same wavelength. Our lives are also parallel, so I can relate to him! He is the first and only person I go to whenever I need someone to talk to and he’s always been there for me. I believe he’s my soul mate. I want you to know that Rob is one of the greatest people I’ve ever known in my life. He’s touched me in so many various ways & he’s opened up my eyes to God, the world & myself. My eyes focus and sharpen on my reflection. I have just played the last two years of my life right before my eyes. In the beginning, I frowned at what I saw & remembered. A smile slowly formed as the playback was approaching the end. What did I see? Ah. I saw a multitude of accomplishments that were recalled in my playback. At the same time, there have been much more accomplishments that weren’t even mentioned in this paper. I laugh and smile at who I am now. I’m a very happy, social, bouncing, warm, attentive, listening, talkative, loving & caring girl who has many, many friends who surround her daily and on top of that, she has several close friends and a wonderful boyfriend.
Now I’m working hard in school, igniting my own film production team, and I’m keeping myself busy. Ah. What tribulations. What changes. My philosophy on life? That can be summed up in a sentence, or shall I say verse? 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18, “Be joyful always, pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” My philosophy and life is stated right there in that verse. My conclusion? Life’s all about relationships and learning how to work through them. In the end, what will you take with you? Your beliefs, your views, your feelings & your knowledge. **I will be writing a second draft which will be more intense and will include a deeper level of realization.
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