My world

... such great influences on me, that I knew I wanted to influence others. I want to make a change in someone's life like my teachers did with me. I teach because I want to make a difference in my student's life. I want to educate them about society and how the world works, as well as to educate them on how to deal with problems and learn to interact with others ... and have good teachers so that everyone can have an equal chance in this world. The way I plan on doing this is by teaching my students using a philosophy called progressivism. The book, Teachers, Schools, and Society, states th...

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... from your family and friends. No one can understand how I felt. I always wanted to live in France, away from Turkey and everyone, although speaking french as my native language. When I was living in Turkey, planning to go French High School. I was really obsessed with French language and France, especially Paris, It was ... exam, when I got there, there were lots of people at the school, I was scared and felt like falling down from Somewhere high. I went to my class and took the tested math to history. We almost had one thousand multiple choice questions. I was full and crying because I t...

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... to read, it was as if I had unlocked the gates to a new world filled with any adventure I could imagine. Some of my earliest memories are of my godmother reading to me in the evening. One of the first books to spark my interest was Charlotte's Web; I read it front to back at least five ... I would often take a couple books as souvenirs. Eventually so many accumulated that they warranted their own shelf. I read constantly over the summer, Books were my escape and I could polish off a decent sized novel in one day. Staying indoors has always been more comfortable to me than playing around...

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... manage the Debating program. These groups are made up of a variety of people. I have belonged to some groups through obligation, and others by choice. Over time, my personal experience of belonging has changed constantly. I have moved away from some areas I used to belong, for example, I am no longer a school student. Other places ... where I belong have been a constant feature of my life, such as my place within my family. In most cases, I have been able to join groups and feel like I belong without any trouble. I try to listen and show kindness ... of how important it is to belong. W...

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... past was filled with altercations. What course the future might take was of uncertainty and trepidation. Before myself, my father also completed his duty. He was a strict and emotionless man. I relate it to the fact that he lived during the time of World War II. He had to harden his emotions in order to survive with his guilt. Many of his friends ... me. I was not alone as we all had the same shameful thoughts of fear. Soon, they became my home away from home. Each passing day became full of hope. However in 1993, the last year of my service, was shaken with shock as the world found out...

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... give me a sense of happiness like no other. Many people, including myself, do not find comfort in many things or places around the world. The thought of escaping to my room after a long day of work, school, and socializing is such a relief. The quiet atmosphere gives me a sense of calmness, ... good or bad, stick with us throughout our lives, but we get to choose which ones we want to be reminded of. In my personal happy place, my bedroom, I only display good memories that I want to remember forever. Eighteen years' worth of memories are stored within those four sky ... blue walls and r...

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... old with the ones we have today. I remember like it was today, feeling tired of play, I laid on the bed and started thinking, "will my mom suffering from a disease?" hoping that it was nothing and when you think this sort of thing, several images begin to move into your head, ... the day arrived, the day that we all were waiting for, the day that my brother would come into the world. For some unknown reason the doctor that would perform the birth of my brother was the same who performed my birth nearly eleven years before. We arrived early to the hospital and waited for ... almost one h...

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... conscientious young woman I currently am and continuing to grow into. Without the influence of my parents on my daily life, I am sure my mindset and my dreams would be quite different. To others, I'm sure my world seems strange and unusual because most modern families don't live a lifestyle like my family, and I do. In my eyes, my world couldn't make any more sense. I come from a family of hippies, for the most ... part. When my mother separated my father and found my stepdad, she blossomed into who she truly was the entire time, and that changed some ... things. She made it her ultima...

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... exposed flesh from the fragments of glass that had flown across the room. My eyes filled with tears from the fear, the despair, and the loneliness I felt. I wanted to howl, but I held my pain. The crimson sky turned to an ambiguous abyss that made my thoughts turn to my friends. In my small world, we were the only ones who lived in a concrete dwelling. I was concealed ... by brick and concrete walls, but they were suffering behind mud and straw. My heart sank and a knot built up in my throat that did not allow me to swallow. The shambles that I saw ... days and weeks following that nig...

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... 's. She rarely spends money and only does when it is deemed to be essential to her so we always have control on our expenses. To me, my mum is the most caring person in the world. Even though her mother did not provide her with the best opportunities, she still loved her mother the same. When we go for trips and holidays ... she will only realize accomplishments that are bigger and better. So, I know when my mother praises me for something I did, I know, deep down in my heart, I did a great job. And naturally, a smile would materialize from the bottom of my heart. To me, my mum is the mo...

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