I have known the person sitting next to me for quite some time. My neighbor is 5 feet 7 inches tall and has large blue eyes that stand out against tanned skin. His thick brown hair has been cut short for the summer time, making his eyes seem bigger. He has thick, brown eyebrows that slightly meet at the top of his nose. The well proportioned nose and full mouth are the same shapes as mine. His rounded chin gives off the illusion of his entire face as a big, happy circle. The redness in his cheeks reminds me of an apple. His ears do not stick out the way they used to.
Since the house is always hot in the summer, he is wearing a light cotton t-shirt and gym shorts that my mother bought him. The T-shirt is a light gray color with navy blue trim around the neck and sleeves. The shorts are a darker shade of gray with a black and white lining going down the side and around the legs. He does not have any shoes or socks on.
He is sitting at the wooden table sipping Seltzer water loudly out of a plastic cup. He has a single subject notebook in front of him with a pen, but he has not written anything yet. My neighbor is staring intently out of the kitchen window. He is flipping the pen back and forth with his left hand while staring blankly, making his chewed up finger nails visible. I wonder what he is thinking about.
I think he knows that I'm looking at him.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
My Academic Career and Future Plans
My name is Jennifer, and I have always been a good student. I figured at a young age that if I was going to be forced to go somewhere five days a week for six hours a day, that I might as well put some effort into it.
I started out in a private religious school for kindergarten. The admissions counselors put me into kindergarten six months too early because, they stated, I was "gifted". However, I may have been sharper than the average tack but could not keep up with the class academically or socially. The school then deemed me with a learning disability, and my parents decided that Solomon Schecter was no longer for me.
Afterwards, I was put into Yonkers Public School 29 in order to repeat kindergarten. This is where my studiousness began. Public School 29 was an extraordinary school. Aside from a bad first grade teacher who made me vomit every morning from anxiety, I enjoyed my time there. I was a straight A student every year and graduated in fifth grade to middle school.
I went to Emerson Middle School in Yonkers for two years. Tired of random metal detector searches and the sub-par education this "school" offered, I transfered to Thornton Donovan School in eighth grade. Thornton Donovan is an entry all by itself. It is an independent, international school in New Rochelle, New York. The campus is made up of three mansions. It is a K-12 institution that held less than 200 students when I attended, making my graduating class (of high school) a staggering 16. Needless to say, everyone knew everyone. The school is a big family. I traveled to Spain, Morocco and New Orleans with my school family. I was on the dean's list from 10th through 12th grade with a GPA of over 90 every term. I graduated bitter sweetly in 2005.
I chose Manhattanville College, because its small and local. I am majoring in psychology and double minoring in sociology and communications. I have been interning at a public psychiatric clinic for the past four years and know that that's how I'd like to help people everyday. Sociology goes well with psychology on graduate school applications, and I like the different writing styles associated with communications.
I plan to go to graduate school for a doctorate in counseling psychology. I have looked into schools with counseling programs in New York and North Carolina.
This class is insurance for me. I plan to go into the psychology field and function in a clinical setting. However, plans do not always come true. Therefore, this class and the communications minor in general is something to fall back on. I wouldn't mind going into writing for media such as publishing articles in newspapers or even advertising work. I may even choose to publish reports and articles in the psychological field, making this course valuable for my plans ahead.
That's over 15 years of education in a nutshell. It makes me tired just thinking about it.
I started out in a private religious school for kindergarten. The admissions counselors put me into kindergarten six months too early because, they stated, I was "gifted". However, I may have been sharper than the average tack but could not keep up with the class academically or socially. The school then deemed me with a learning disability, and my parents decided that Solomon Schecter was no longer for me.
Afterwards, I was put into Yonkers Public School 29 in order to repeat kindergarten. This is where my studiousness began. Public School 29 was an extraordinary school. Aside from a bad first grade teacher who made me vomit every morning from anxiety, I enjoyed my time there. I was a straight A student every year and graduated in fifth grade to middle school.
I went to Emerson Middle School in Yonkers for two years. Tired of random metal detector searches and the sub-par education this "school" offered, I transfered to Thornton Donovan School in eighth grade. Thornton Donovan is an entry all by itself. It is an independent, international school in New Rochelle, New York. The campus is made up of three mansions. It is a K-12 institution that held less than 200 students when I attended, making my graduating class (of high school) a staggering 16. Needless to say, everyone knew everyone. The school is a big family. I traveled to Spain, Morocco and New Orleans with my school family. I was on the dean's list from 10th through 12th grade with a GPA of over 90 every term. I graduated bitter sweetly in 2005.
I chose Manhattanville College, because its small and local. I am majoring in psychology and double minoring in sociology and communications. I have been interning at a public psychiatric clinic for the past four years and know that that's how I'd like to help people everyday. Sociology goes well with psychology on graduate school applications, and I like the different writing styles associated with communications.
I plan to go to graduate school for a doctorate in counseling psychology. I have looked into schools with counseling programs in New York and North Carolina.
This class is insurance for me. I plan to go into the psychology field and function in a clinical setting. However, plans do not always come true. Therefore, this class and the communications minor in general is something to fall back on. I wouldn't mind going into writing for media such as publishing articles in newspapers or even advertising work. I may even choose to publish reports and articles in the psychological field, making this course valuable for my plans ahead.
That's over 15 years of education in a nutshell. It makes me tired just thinking about it.
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