Reflection Paper

“I have told you theses things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 14:13. “Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your god; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10. Theses are the words that god has spoken. The lord christ has helped with so many things you may not know about. Have you hear of miracles he does the little miracles in life.

Over the summer I started to take as many shifts as I could at work. I've been working as a bagger on the base commissary since last October. Although we work only for tips, we can easily make good tax-free money. After I got my license I started driving myself to work and back home.

“The greatness of a man’s power is the measure of his surrender.” (Booth, William) This was said by William Booth a famous British preacher. The problem with people in today’s society is our innate desire to control everything. “Playing God," as it is sometimes referred, suggest that an individual must control all aspects of their life and sometimes others; possibly stemming from frustration or insecurity, this poor practice only hurts the individual. I had to learn this lesson the hard way my junior year in high school after joining the varsity football team. I attended Saint Thomas Aquinas High School in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. The Raiders, their mascot, are known nationwide as a high school football juggernaut. Aware of this fact when I came in as a freshman, I saw this reputation as an opportunity to be in front of numerous college scouts. Despite that, I would not have foreseen the challenges to my character and personal strength I would soon be facing.

I saw many people coming in from the doors to watch us perform. I didn’t realize there was going to be so many people in the audience and I started to become nervous, but also really excited as we got to show off all of our hard work. My conductor walked out onto the stage to welcome everyone, thanked them all for coming and to enjoy the show. He walked back towards us and told everyone to go get ready and warm up.

During my time with Diego, we did a lot of different activities, and I really enjoyed working with him, I am going to share my assignments that I did with Diego, in my essay, I hope that by reading this paper, you can understand or visualize what I did with my student. Diego is 6 years old, and he is in 1st grade, he is a huge Minecraft fan, and his favorite character is Steve, and he loves to play soccer.

Students all attend school, for the same reason, and that is to learn. While most of the time we are being taught the same material, our school experiences vary from student to student and from school to school. Some countries schoolings are known far and wide for their academic performance and then there are some that don't even have basic schooling necessities. Some experiences are so wonderful, you never forget them. Others are so bad it's impossible to forget about them. I have had my own fair share of experiences be it domestic where I was shunned or foreign experiences which gave me a whole new perspective on education. It is these very experiences that have made me who I am today, a strong, critical-thinking and compassionate person.

This past year has been a learning experience that has led me to where I am today, attending Citrus. I graduated from Glendora High School in May of two-thousand sixteen with the intention of moving away to school and attending the University of Arizona; however, within the week post-graduation I decided it would be in my best interest to take some time away from the books. I love education and every ounce of learning. My school work, grades, and attendance have always been a top priority, but I began to feel as if I was a car running out of gas, I knew that if I went into my freshman year at a university with the mindset I had and the drive I was lacking, I probably would not be very successful nor would I get very far. For me to figure out myself and where I desire to be a break was needed from not only school, but also this town. Unfortunately, my gap year wasn’t filled with any crazy stories of finding myself while lost backpacking or traveling, but it was filled with personal growth amidst new coworkers, a newer environment, and a boyfriend as well as some family. I moved to Arizona anyhow and that is where I did most of my recent growth. Now you’re probably wondering how I landed myself back in Glendora, a question I now have the confidence to answer. Arizona was great, I love it, and it holds such a large part of my heart however I could not muster up an ounce of motivation to go back to school. I felt too comfortable with what I had and feared going back with

In 1994, my parents immigrated to Canada from Vietnam to seek better living conditions and a promising future for their soon-to-be children. However, to live in a free nation filled with opportunities, the two left everything behind. While living in rent, my father worked full-time at a factory while my mother had found a job as a cashier. Although they had a sustainable income, my father understood that raising a child would cost them more than they were currently making. In 1997, my father decided to study computer science at Langara in search for a better-paying job while working part-time as a security guard. Meanwhile, my mother took up housekeeping, working at two different hotels to earn more money for their coming child. Understandably, my parents had made their lives much harder immigrating to Canada, but their sacrifices - I can say - has paid off.

. I never imagined myself playing sports in high school. Sports, whether it was playing or watching them, had always seemed boring to me. This changed in my sophomore year of high school. I needed something to occupy myself as I was fed up with not doing anything other than going from my house to school and back every day. It also helped that I was forced to exercise as I gained some weight the year before. This is where my interest in football began and became a part of me for the past three years.

I remember in the year of 2016-2017 attending a school in California. After spending most of my time in the Northeast and Midwest, it was amazing experiencing weather that was above forty degrees year-round. In the month of April, in the nighttime, on my bed, I prayed, “Lord what should I do when I get back home to New York?” It was in the middle of the night, in a dream, I heard the words “Don’t forget about my daughters.” When I woke up, I immediately knew my journey with God began, by going after His lost sons and daughters. I felt God spark a dream inside of me to see lost sons and daughters come back to the heart of the Father. After leaving California mid-May, I traveled back home to New York and stayed at my parent’s house and several weeks later had a meeting with home church pastor.

Growing up, my vision appeared to get worse and worse every year. Until I was in first grade I never thought to told my mom, considering it never caused any problems. It was until I would find myself squinting at the board everyday did my teacher wonder if something was wrong. Shortly after, I found out I needed glasses. From first grade to tenth grade, I went through multiple pairs of glasses, and my vision continued to deplete. I never complained about having glasses because they rarely got in my way. That was until high school, when I started running. Trying to sprint with glasses on can be extremely challenging. It took me two years to finally get the courage to get contacts. As someone who struggled with getting contacts in everyday over the summer and struggles now, I want to help those who go through the same conflict.

Every student deserves the best chance at getting the highest level of education they can, however, some students need a little extra support that others may not. A student, Axel, who is currently in my classroom has had a hard time keeping his focus and is often avoidant when it comes to his work. It has become clear that his avoidance becomes a distraction to the whole class. His behaviors currently include but are not limited to: rolling around on the floor during rug lessons, yelling across the room, walking around the room talking to friends, sharpening his pencil five or more times throughout the day, asking to go to the bathroom at inappropriate times, spending fifteen to twenty minutes in the

Life is about learning new things and allowing for others to open our minds to the possibility of new perspectives. In life I have always found that it is important to learn something new every day, so I do try to learn something new every day. In starting this class, I knew that I would be learning so many new things. From school I had a basic understanding of how the world was but to read these stories and poems, that were written on an emotional level, I never realized how bad things really were. It has made me very grateful for what I have in my life, opening my eyes to the world we live in now. So of all the many pieces I have read so far in this class it was hard to decide what pieces to choose for this assignment, but I managed to choose. First “The Chimney Sweeper” by William Blake (pg.129). Next is “Girl” by Jamaica Kincaid (pg.121). Lastly “Bartleby, The Scrivener” by Herman Melville (pg.235). These three pieces of literature really spoke to me as a person, mother and friend. And I plan to tell you how these wonderful literary works have changed my perspective on the world.

From the early moments of my childhood, I remember seeing my parents go to Russian Orthodox Church a lot. They would explain to my younger brother and me what was right and what was wrong from the religious perspective. On my 4th birthday, my grandma gave me the Bible for kids as a present, and I remember my mom reading it to me before going to bed. Back then it was just another interesting story that happened somewhere very far away. And yet mom would always find a way to tell these stories in such a manner so they translated really well into the reality we were living in. The more I grew up the more I realized that there was something missing in the big picture of my understanding of the world. I saw a lot of suffering that was happening everywhere, death, natural disasters, and I thought there must be a reason for all of it. Otherwise, the God does not care about any of us. I started to look for the answers everywhere: in the philosophical and religious books, movies, wise counsel from the people who lived a long life. I could not find the truth in church because the whole purpose of its existence with all its rules and restrictions, its idea of God who is something or someone out there, separate from us, and the only being that knows all the answers, was totally alien to me; mainly so due to my unwillingness to accept the fact of transferring all the responsibility for everything one does to someone else. I believed it to be a weakness to acknowledge one’s bad thoughts and deeds as something natural, as an external influence of the evil spirits. For me, it sounded like people who agreed with this concept simply wanted to escape the punishment for what they had done, choose an easy way out.

Many governesses before Maria considered the von Trapp children to be incorrigible. They hated the children for the mischief that they do and the children hated the governesses in return. Hate begets hate.