Narrative: My Workshop Get Organized: Simplify My Life With Professor Knox

During my two last years of high school, i've been in contact with a lot of colleges and universities. Many of which don’t get my attention. Throughout my whole high school years, there was only one college that i wanted to go to, Liberty University. I have heard so many wonderful things about Liberty and what i loved the most was that it was a christian school. Liberty had the number one thing that i am looking for in a college, that is a christian school, but many of my other things that i look for in a college where just not there. I used to live in Florida approximately 11 years ago and let me tell you, it's hard not to miss the sunshine state. Liberty is in Virginia, a state where it doesn't feel like home. When i received a brochure

For my sophomore year, I was blessed with one of the best English teachers at our school, Mr. Granger. From the first day of class I knew that Mr. Granger represented everything I wanted to become in the future, and I made sure to tell him. Soon enough, snacks, lunches, and hours after school were spent in his classroom chatting with him or just enjoying his and the presence of the few other students that loved to be in Room 220. Mr. Granger was the everyman: a friend, a brother, a teacher, and a trusted adult, and in many ways Room 220 was a safe haven and home.

Starting over. Those two simple words pretty much sum up where I am at in my life at the moment. I am a 34 year old mother of three. I have never been to college. My husband just recently left me. It has been a whirlwind summer to say the least, but before I get into what brought me back to school, I'll start at the beginning. I was born in FL., and quite literally spent all my time either at the beach or running bare foot on my grandparents farm. I loved every second. Shortly after I turned 8 my mom met my step-dad, and we were quickly headed on our first big adventure, moving to Texas! While I missed my family in FL., I can not tell you enough how happy I was that my mom married my dad. He has been a rock and solid foundation for me my whole

This course made me realize how important organization skill because without it, our lives and work would be. In my opinion, all teachers must be organized in order to be productive

It is rather difficult to come across a good family doctor, who would actually take the time to listen to your problems and do a simple check up. A powerful ted talk by Abraham Verghese is still clearly running through my head. The way he describes his full attendance to the patients and how he takes the time to listen to their problems. For some people we are not so very lucky to have a doctor like Abraham Verghese, like one of those people I truly hated my family doctor. If you can imagine a nine year old child that has just arrived in a new country and not knowing the language that well has already developed a hatred toward doctors. During the consultation, he would not let us talk and just made us listen about his kids and how smart there are and showed us their pictures. I understand you can be proud of your kids, but at least listen to us first then brag about your kids.

For the second workshop I went to a presentation from the author of What I Wish I Knew When I Was 20. Her name was Tina Seelig and she gave a presentation on what she now knows as a fifty year old person. The name of the presentation was What I Now Know at 50. In this presentation she spoke about the four key concept that is needed for success. These concepts were Imagination, Creativity, Innovation and Entrepreneurship. She explained how imagination is needed be create an innovation to someday make it into a product. In order to become an entrepreneur this is what we need. She also gave us an example of these concepts being applied. I liked how she also told us that one solution could have a great number of procedures that can be used to accomplish

In the beginning to the end, Prof. Weaver, the Pharmacology teacher was all over the place with her teaching. I feel like I didn’t succeed in Pharmacology because Prof. Weaver did not take the time to explain the subject well and she appears to be burned out for what she has going on in her personal life and her class load. She mentioned what she had going on in her personal life such going through a divorce, class load and taking nursing classes online. There were times that she kept promising to post our grades and weeks would go by and the grades would still not be posted. Once we went into our third exam without getting our grades from the second exam. I feel that Prof. Weaver is very intelligent; however, she doesn’t know how to condense her information, which makes it hard for me to understand exactly what she wants us to receive out of her lecture classes. Sometimes I feel like she forgets that we are at an undergraduate level and this our first semester in Nursing.

My incredible team members got in contact last week and we went on our scavenger hunt at the library today. To be honest I came into the scavenger hunt pretty clueless about where everything is because I typically go to a certain spot there and no where else. So I am grateful for the opportunity I got to see how the Jerry Falwell Library truly is an indispensable resource for any college student. I plan on utilizing the spaces over the next few years to study, brain storm and do homework. Our library also provides countless resources in the building ranging from thousands of books to databases we have access too. The staff members also have a joyful attitude and are willing to help answer questions and concerns.

While there were a few successful workshops, there were also failed workshops. I believe that we had more bad workshops than good ones. On more than one occasion, my students have come to workshop with no resources and no motivation. One instance that I can recall is the week after Spring Break. Before Spring Break, the students were instructed by

Today I helped assist Stephen Hendrix with MGMT 3220 lab and I was in room 491 located in Nicks Hall. The students switch teams for the part of the semester, because they will be competing against each other. A new thing they learn to do is changing bill of materials which they can create the product they want to sell instead of the default. I helped a lot of student will changing their bill of materials and the MRP process. I also grade their quiz that they took first thing in

When I was younger I had a paper route. My brother and I shared one. It wasn’t to big. We earned about $20 each every month. We could usually do it in about 20 minutes. We had to do it year round. Rain or shine. We usually did it when we got home from school on Tuesdays. It was pretty easy.

In this world of technology and scientific advancement, we have lost ourselves. We value money more than life. We idolise people like The Kardashians who portray the "perfect life", yet are the epitome of a vacuous existence. We humiliate others and build a ladder of dead bodies to achieve their wishes and replenish their hunger for money. We scavenge for gratuitous items just so they can look down on others who cannot afford it. Even with everything, we still want more, so we can nourish the greedy, egoistic monster inside us which feeds on lifeless objects. Many of us go into frenzy as if they are possessed by a voracious demon.

In the past six months, I stepped up, and successfully lead my team through a period of organizational changes.

I entered the change rooms to prepare for my weekly sport agenda. Today is the only day of the week I do sports, like seriously, which kinda explains my fat ass weight. As soon I stepped in to that place, it's like the fucking the 'Holocaust: The Sequel'. The stench of fuckboy aerosol and piss filled the room. Why guys use excessive amount of fucking spray deodorant? Like have you heard of shower or bath? Are. You. Even. Fucking. Alive? I mean seriously. Every time I come out that horrid chamber, it's like getting hit by a train [Yes, I did insert a cliche because I'm lazy as fuck]. And I smell like fuckboy aerosol and piss and shit when I come out. I also call the change room, 'Nude Hall' or the 'No Homo' room. I mean, I didn't see it but,

There is nothing to gain from going to this. I don’t even need help preparing for essay and multiple choice tests. These thoughts were going through my mind as I was sitting in the conference room with Ms. Umobong and other students. Eventually, Ms. Umobong passed the signing sheet, a handout, and says a greeting to the small group of seven of us. Meanwhile, I am discerning through the packet trying to understand the craziness that it is. I learned my first lessons from this no matter how much you think you already know and which habit you think are great can always be better. So after, we all sign in on the sheet, Ms. Umobong goes right into explaining a packet and unlike a lecture it seems more like a conversation than a class or workshop.