...I completed my ten hours of service at two locations. Five of my hours were done at my high school, every Wednesday, during the lunch hours in the month of November. During this time I participated in my school’s Lunch Buddies program. Through this program, I helped the special needs students at my school during lunch. I kept them company, struck up conversation with them, played games with them and assisted them if they needed any type of help. I did all of this by simply showing up and offering my assistance and friendship to the students in the Lunch Buddies program. The other five of my service hours were completed on October 20th, 2017 at an elementary school. At the time, a carnival was being hosted at the school and I volunteered to help run one of the games. I helped out by making sure the game ran smoothly, the children got their prizes and everyone got a chance to play. I did this by making sure I was on task and not distracted because I needed to be aware of what was happening around me in order to make the game run as smoothly as possible. When beginning the Lunch Buddies service, I was excited as I had been involved in the...
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...English. Do not forget to include your version of the bolded text. 1) Act I SCENE V A hall in CAPULET’s house. TYBALT: This, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slave Come hither, cover’d with an antic face, To fleer and scorn at our solemnity? Now, by the stock and honour of my kin, To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin. 2) Act II Scene II JULIET ’Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What’s Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What’s in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself. ________________________________________________________________________ 3) Act III SCENE I MERCUTIO: I am hurt. A plague o’ both your houses! I am sped. Is he gone, and hath nothing? BENVOLIO: What, art thou hurt? MERCUTIO: Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, ’tis enough…. ROMEO: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much. MERCUTIO: No, ’tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but ’tis enough, ’twill serve: ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I...
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...The time is around midnight. I am in a hospital bed, beaten, bloody, pregnant, and cold. As I lay there, I wonder if this is love. How could a man say he loves a women but then hits her? I thought he loved me. I thought we would be a happy family now that I am carrying his baby. Wow I must have thought wrong. This isn’t love this is painful. We have been together for only a couple of months. He said he would take care of me and the baby. He lied. You might ask why I don’t leave. Well let me take you down my long hurtful road and explain my reasoning. As a kid, I always saw a man hit my mom. I didn’t know why she stayed and how she always would end up with the wrong guy. I always told myself I would NEVER let a man hit me. I dreamt of my mom meeting a “good” man and living happily ever after. That day came when I was in 9th grade, my mom met the man I call my dad. We were a happy family. I graduated high school in 2008. That’s when my life took a turn for the worst. I met Eric when I was 18. He said all the right things. I fell in love fast with this idea of a perfect man. He was from Chicago and I lived in Easley. He came down and to meet me. I moved to Chicago with him after knowing him for only 20 days. He was my escape from the real world. The day came where he hit me the first time. I think it was because I didn’t make his food right or something like that. I made an excuse for him. I thought it was MY fault. He said he was sorry and he would never do it again. Well...
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...Preface I am not happy with America. I am not happy with the way we are taking care of ourselves. I am not happy with those who are governing us. I am not happy with the way things are decided. I am not happy with how long it takes for things to be decided. I am not happy about how diversely misrepresented we have become. I am not happy about all the opinions us 300 million American’s have. I am not happy with the result of where we are today, but I won’t defend the claim that I could have done any better. I have been fueled to write on this topic because I believe that our choices and attitudes after the turn of the century led to complications we face today. Things I enjoyed most about this paper was through all the readings. I learned...
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...makes me cry if I am sad, dance if I am in a party, smile if it is romantic, sad if I am thinking in a bad love experience, and happy when I am home resting and listen to it. In my personal view, music is one of people’s spiritual nourishment. I listen to music every day and love to sing along to my favorite tunes. Music makes me feel good and can get my mind off things that are bothering me as well! Some music is relaxing while some really makes me more stressed. Music becomes my interest. I like this wisdom, "interest is the best teacher." As time goes by more and more music that I have been listening to, I can sing and understand the meaning of the song that really attracts me. While I am listening to the music, I slowly I begin to figure out my favorite idols and songs. If I listen to some really beautiful melody or rhythms that able to touch my heart, I will find the appropriate spare time to listen and learn how to sing until I have completely understood. My father’s favorite music was the Tango. Every day at five o’clock in the morning he used to turn the radio on to listen to tangos. That was the alarm clock that woke us up. Tango is a music that tells us histories about love, lies, passion, disappointment, tragedies, and every day feelings. My father had a collection of this music in vinyl records (LP) and he used to listen to it after parties were done and he would just listen to the music and drink. Every time that I heard this kind of music, I...
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...we care so much about that one person that we can’t see the right from the wrong. How do we deal with the differences that you all have? Why do we want to always see the good and not the bad? These are question that most of us have when we think about trying to have a relationship with someone. In this paper, I will try and tell you the differences’ we have in our relationship and what when and how we can try to make it better. But remember that there’s no such thing as a perfect relationship. Loving that person if it feels right it might not be right, or it may be wrong but remember that anything that is worth having is worth fight and working hard to have. At some point and time, it happens to everyone: You wake up one day and suddenly your once-blissful relationship is shattered. The spark is gone. The love of your life wants nothing to do with you. You may have recently split up. You might be in the middle of a divorce right now. Or maybe your ex is already seeing someone new. It doesn’t matter. All you want is to have your partner willingly back with you. Life isn’t all sunshine and buttercups. But a happy relationship is a very real thing; we all deserve a happy and healthy relationship. Let me take you back okay, now it might take some of us a little long than other to remember this, do you remember the feelings you shared when you first fell in love. Remember when it was impossible to look at each other without smiling. Just spending time alone together was the perfect...
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...Happiness: A State of Mind What is happiness? I believe happiness is a state of my mind. I tried to observe myself when do I truly feel well? I realized when I am happy I feel well, even if I was physically ill or medically diagnosed as ill if I am very happy right now I would feel well. There are many ways to describe happiness only those who are happy know what it means to be happy and I believe there is no one who was not happy at some point of their life. Everybody was happy but the problem was maintaining it. I hear people say they are happy when things are going well or going their way, when something doesn’t go the way they expected then their happy feeling disappears. I took some time and ponder over my mind’s chatter, I realized that much of the time my thoughts are driven or controlled by external circumstances. And I have also realized that when my reasons of being happy or unhappy depends on some external conditions then the happiness are not stable. Because I believe if that’s what my happiness depends upon, since people and circumstances cannot controlled on every event or moment of life, my happiness will always be in the hands of others. It would always be at the whim of my circumstances. Once I was greatly impressed by the following aphorism of Eleanor Roosevelt "Nobody can make you feel inferior without your permission." I believe to be happy a man needs to do two things, he needs to stop relaying on external events and circumstances for his happiness...
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...WITH JESUS CHRIST... Jesus: Hello. Did you call me? Man: Called you? No. Who is this? Jesus: This is Jesus. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat. Man: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in the midst of something. Jesus: What are you busy at? Ants are busy too. Man: Don’t know. But I can’t find free time. Life has become hectic. It’s rush hour all the time. Jesus: Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it. Man: I understand. But I still can’t figure out. By the way, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat. Jesus: Well I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some clarity. In this net era, I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with. Man: Tell me, why has life become complicated now? Jesus: Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated. Man: why are we then constantly unhappy? Jesus: Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That’s why you are not happy. Man: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty? Jesus: Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional. Man: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty. Jesus: Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional. Man: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer...
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...When I think about sex and sexual encounters I look at the situation and my decision critically. I am skeptical of a person’s motivates for wanting sex. I try to look at sex in a way as to what would make me happy, what would make me have regrets, and how my decision will affect my future. I do not base my decision on what others my think is best for me I use my own judgment. I recently went through a situation where I had to make such a decision. My fiancé of six years and I have recently separated, but have been talking about reconciling. The problem is that he lives in another state right now with another woman, but that was not the problem. See my fiancé has told me that under the circumstances I am free to date other people and a friend of his came to me and wanted to have sex, so I had a decision to make. When this situation arose I had some thinking to do about what I really wanted to do. I started to think about how this would affect my life, if it would make me happy, and how I would feel later. After much thinking I realized that having sex with this man would only complicate an already complicated situation. After thinking about the situation I realized that even though the sex may have been pleasurable at the time it would not make me happy. Having sex with this man would only make me feel bad in the long term and make me feel as though I had cheated on my fiancé, even though it really would not have been. I realized after thinking about the situation that I am...
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...Pipila lamang sa mga nagsugilon, Sakaharuhay sa kinabuhi Sa Kapalong, Talaingod ug Bukidnon. Kinabuhi nga lingaw ug dunay kalinaw, Mao ang ilang bugtong nga ginahinamhinam, Kinabuhing way gyera ug way ALAMARA, Maong panawagan, ALAMARA DIS-ARMAHAN, KARON NA! copyright 09102015 by bgca STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART NI JONG AVILA I was in Nueva Ecija for my field work that time when I and my boyfriend were having a "Straight from the Heart" sms exchanges and I quote: AKO: Dah, nag-unsa ka? JONG: Nagahimo ug report. AKO: Miss you dah. JONG: Miss you too Momi. Maya na ta txtx ha.. AKO: Ok. After 15 minutes... AKO: Dah, OA kaayo ang gift ni Bon2x sa iyang uyab ba, hehe. JONG: Unsa di gift. AKO: Stuff toy + Pillow hug + Letter = OA. JONG: Haha... gus2 ka mag-ing-ana pud ko? AKO: Naa ra na nimo gud, if you feel doing it or not. Lahi2x man ug love expression ang tao. JONG: Next time, try nako mag-ing-ana jejeje, unsa kaha dagway nako? AKO: Murag praning, haha! Bitaw naa ra na nimo oi ug unsa imong way sa pag-express sa love nimo for me. JONG: Mag-igsoon jud diay mo! AKO: Hehe! Mao jud. Ingon ana man sad among way to express our love. JONG: Swerte au ko sa imu kay luv kay imu jud...
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...aging a. Do you think you are getting old? Ans: At 68 years, I am getting old. But I don’t think I am really old. Look at me, I can still do things for myself, if I am given the chance. But they don’t allow me because they think I am old. b. What age do you think you will consider yourself as being old? Ans: (She smiled and looked at researcher calmly) I don’t know what age I think I will consider myself old. But when I feel it, I will know. May be I will say when I am 80 years old or more, then I will take myself to be old. Age is in the heart. c. What make(s) you feel you are getting old? Ans: What makes me feel I am getting old? (She paused for a while). I think when I can no longer feel anything or see the need to live again. I think I will say when I can’t do anything for myself, like clean my own back, then, I am really getting old. Until then, I am not that old. d. How do you feel when you are treated as being old? Ans: I don’t like to be treated as being old. I am not an old woman. When these children try to make feel like one, I tell them I am still current. (Touching her hair) She said, I still make my hair. I like to look good. So when I get treated like an old woman, I don’t like it. But they all treat me like one. My children feel that I am old and need to be here, in a nursing home. It is only one or two of the staff here who treat me the way I want. Others think and act as if I am old. No way. I am not old. 3. Aging experiences a. Do you...
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...person I decided to interview was my sister’s friend, Jared. He is 27 years old and has had what most would consider a hard life. The interview went as follows…. Me: What is your definition of happiness? Jared: I guess the definition would be to be being at peace with yourself and being at peace with who you are and where you are emotionally and mentally. Me: What makes you happy in life? Jared: A loud 375 hp Trans am with the top down (chuckling), being with a good woman. Me: Would you consider yourself to be a happy person, why or why not? Jared: No, some things make me happy, but still struggle with inner demons and I think too much most of the time. Me: Do you think you will ever get past your inner demons and be happy again? Jared: Yea, just personal things I have to deal with, my personal demons cannot be fixed, they are in the past and you can’t always change the past. Me: What experiences have influenced your definition of happiness? Jared: No real experiences, it is just what I think happiness is. Me: Has your definition of happiness changed over time? Jared: Yes, ten years ago I was just happy to have another party to go to, but now I see it is more about being at peace with yourself. Me: Do you expect the definition to change again? Jared: I am sure it probably will. The second person I decided to interview was someone I know very well, my Mom. She is 48 years old and she was a single mom of three girls and has since married a wonderful man and made...
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...my Sexuality I have always felt differently about my sexuality growing up. We always hear “a man is supposed to be with a woman,” but I did not feel attracted to women, there was always this attraction to men. With me being from a small town, there was always this fear of hurting my family, so I kept it bottled up inside of me until the age of 16. Then I finally decided to tell the man that I Idolized most! When telling this to my grandpa he said “you can’t help who you have feelings for, as long as you are happy, you will be loved no less.” He then encouraged me to tell the rest of my family, and I did and of course, with mixed reactions. Starting to realize the difference of my attraction to men at the age of 9 or 10 made me realize that there was a problem; we were raised in a Pentecostal church. I knew that it was wrong for a man to be with a man. When my friends would stay all night I would have mixed emotions about what I was supposed to do and what I wanted to do. I always, of course would be in the closet with one of the girls or something like that, but did not want to be. So for many years I kept up this “fantasy,” I lived in a small town, which was a very racial town. My family “name” was very important to our family. My grandparents (father’s side) were pillars of the community and owned several businesses and my Aunt and Uncle were both school teachers in the community. It was very difficult for me to show my true self and it ate at me for years. I was very good...
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...person I decided to interview was my sister’s friend, Jared. He is 27 years old and has had what most would consider a hard life. The interview went as follows…. Me: What is your definition of happiness? Jared: I guess the definition would be to be being at peace with yourself and being at peace with who you are and where you are emotionally and mentally. Me: What makes you happy in life? Jared: A loud 375 hp Trans am with the top down (chuckling), being with a good woman. Me: Would you consider yourself to be a happy person, why or why not? Jared: No, some things make me happy, but still struggle with inner demons and I think too much most of the time. Me: Do you think you will ever get past your inner demons and be happy again? Jared: Yea, just personal things I have to deal with, my personal demons cannot be fixed, they are in the past and you can’t always change the past. Me: What experiences have influenced your definition of happiness? Jared: No real experiences, it is just what I think happiness is. Me: Has your definition of happiness changed over time? Jared: Yes, ten years ago I was just happy to have another party to go to, but now I see it is more about being at peace with yourself. Me: Do you expect the definition to change again? Jared: I am sure it probably will. The second person I decided to interview was someone I know very well, my Mom. She is 48 years old and she was a single mom of three girls and has since married a wonderful man and...
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...Entry 1: Dear Diary, I am just now leaving The United States of America and on the plane right now as I’m writing this. Mama, Walter, Ruth, and Travis all dropped me off at the airport to say goodbye. It was really hard because I know I will not see them for a while, but they know what’s best for me. I know Mama wanted me to be with George, but he truly just wasn’t for me. He wanted me to be someone who I was not. He tried to push me away from who I am. I am Beneatha and proud of myself and family and since he couldn’t respect that I had to let him go. I hope Mama will understand why I did such a thing. She will never know how much I love her. As I am looking out of this window at the little specks of houses diapering I am thinking about what my future holds. I wonder if I have made the right decision, but I can only hope so. Joseph has changed my view of life. He has changed me for the better. I have always wanted to help others after I had watched the little boy in my neighborhood cut his head open. I know I am not the greatest follower of god, but I think this might be his plan for me. To look after the sick and diseased. I am delighted I have met Asagai. It’s almost like he is my other half because when I am with him I feel so alive and free. He makes me feel wanted and loved. He may not be the rich like George, but I love him just as much, if not more. Looking out into the clouds I see a happy future. Saving lives, curing patients, and caring for all who have been hurt...
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