Reflection Paper

When I first decided to expand my education, it had been so long since I had been to school, and I was very hesitant. I talked at length about my decision with my husband and with his encouragement, decided to enroll but still was not quite sure which degree program to enroll in. I knew that this was something that I had always wanted to do since I obtained my Associates Degree in Nursing, but I did not have the courage, nor did I want to give up the time with my family and children. I second guessed my abilities and my knowledge because it had been so long since I had been in college. Now that my children are about to graduate high school and

When I entered into high school nearly four years ago, my motivations were purely academic. I was there to get the best education I could, and to maintain a standard of scholastic excellence. Of course, the only way I knew to measure my own “success” was through concrete and quantitative means; this led me to spend my Freshman and Sophomore years fawning over test scores, GPA points, and even fractions of percents in my grades. I know now that this strategy, while effective in getting me what I wanted (or at least thought I wanted), actually left me missing a huge part of what it means to be truly educated.

August 21, 2015 my first godchild child was born 6 pounds 9 ounces at 10:53pm a salubrious baby girl her mother designated her Avaih. To be the first person to hold her I felt as she was like my own. August 23rd We left the hospital, When we conclusively made it home a few hours later

It was July 6, 2015, I woke up at 4:45 a.m it was time to get ready and go to the hospital. I was having my baby boy today! I needed to be at the hospital between 5 and 5:30 to be induced. I was so nervous, but I had carried my baby boy for 9 months and I was ready to finally hold him.

As a believer in Christ grows they become more aware of the gifts that they may have been given by the Holy Spirit. It is up to us to use the gifts for the right reasons. We are to allow God to work through us to edify the body of Christ. I see a lot of so called Christians these days using what is supposed to be a spiritual gift to use for ministry of the local church using them for self-edification. They are looking to see how much praise they can get instead of how much pleasure God will get through their service. We as believers need to be able to discern between what a spiritual gift is and what virtue is. A spiritual gift is related to the ministry of Christ and a virtue is related to our character. It is very easy for someone to blur the line between two and get confused. Our spiritual gifts are not the same for everyone, where all who believe should show the fruit of the spirit. To some believers the Holy Spirit gives the gift of serving, teaching, administration, and so on. But in the end it is not what spiritual gift we have but how we use it; this is what makes the difference between edifying the body of Christ or oneself.

waiting to see my brother. I met mother named Maria, and two 6 year old twins, Louisa and Luis. The first day that

My baby girl, Dawn, was born on February 22. Four days after my mother passed away. But I did get one more day. My wishes did come true and I know that because I can see my mother everyday...in Dawn. When I look at Dawn, I can see my mother in her eyes. Those bright, blue, energetic eyes. My mother is in me, and in Dawn.

One of the best monments of my life, July 2, 2012 was the day i gave birth to my daughter, Chyna Marie Martin. I went through so much the first three months of my daughters birth, she was amited in CHKD on July 3,2012 due to low blood sugars. I remember like it was yesterday, i was having contractions back to back so i went to the hospital only to be sent home after being there for over 4 hours to be told i was having bracsohutsome. So i went home and the pain was becoming imbareable to handle anymore so 5 hours of trying to sleep through the pain i called my doctor and told him something was wrong i must be having contractions this time i couldnt even walk stable.

This is what came to my mind when my mom announced to our family that she was pregnant. Along with extreme shock and disbelief. It had always been me and my two little brothers, we had our own little family and routine. The beginning was rough and hard to get used to, for all of us. But that soon faded away. We all got used to the idea of having a new sibling, and my excitement really hit when I found out it was a little girl. This news soon became a dream come true.

as accepting. Time passed and our baby was born. That was the day I will ever forget, it was crazy. I could remember just constantly waking up that night because Loera kept having pain in her abdomen and I constantly kept falling asleep. She finally woke me and my mother up after a while and we were all afraid when she had mentioned it and decided to head to the closest hospital.

I have always enjoyed telling stories, it was just quite difficult for me to express my ideas well. I took this class in the hopes I could form a well written, organized paper. Expository writing has taught me my different strengths and weaknesses and how to use them accordingly. My writing skills have improved and changed drastically since the beginning of the semester. I learned to eliminate wordiness, to add detailed analysis, and improve grammar skills. This has made a significant difference in my writing abilities, preparing me for my future in college.

Finally the day came but it dragged on as I anticipated answers to questions I had been asking myself for months. At last I heard my mother call me to the living room. I tried to hide my excitement and had to pace myself to the couch across

Being in theatre for my whole life has taught me a lot about myself and the world around me. You learn that there are so many different people and cultures in the world and how vastly different the are. As an actor we are continually putting ourselves in other people's shoes. This stressed empathy and a certain cultural understanding about context and timeliness. This leads me to think that I have a fair understanding of diversity. Diversity is acknowledging that there are an incredible amount of people that come from a plethora of backgrounds and have formed different cultural identities than the rest of the population. This sentence is incredibly vague, but diversity is also a vague word. Diversity in a sense means different, so it all depends on perspective. I look at Chapman as a diverse campus, which many would agree, but it is diverse from me for totally different reasons than it is for the person sitting next to me, or my roommate. This is incredibly important when you think in context of learning and in the American lifestyle. To learn effectively, academically and socially, you need to be exposed to a diverse population with diverse ideas to have a fully rounded education. The United States and the American culture was founded on the backs of diversity, which is a fact too often forgot. It is instrumental to the development of our country and culture that we recognize, respect, and nurture diversity especially in times of peril.

Education has always been something that I value in my life. It is the way that we can share knowledge with each other, and learn to develop as a society. Educating ourselves is the key to be able to connect with others. One of the most common ways we obtain learning experiences is through educational facilities. Every student in the classroom is there for the sole reason to complete the course to get closer to their graduation requirements. I, however, wanted more from my education.

It was a very emotional day for me. I was also pregnant and got to find out the gender of my child. “It’s a girl!” I hear the doctor say. That was the highlight of my day. Seventy percent of my day was so horrible that I remember wishing I didn’t care so much about my birthdays, that way I wouldn’t have been so hurt at the end.