My Personal Essay!
How would I describe my identity? I’m a very kind, caring, and passionate person. I go to extremes to keep my friends and family happy. It’s what I enjoy doing. I think of my family before I think of myself. When I look around and see my family is happy, that makes me happy. It makes me feel empowered. It makes me feel good that I can positively influence someone else’s life in some way. Unfortunately, before my life-changing event, I cared only for myself and my family. Basically, only those close to me. At the time, I didn’t realize that outsiders were important as well. Until then, I never gave the golden rule any thought: “Treat others the way you want to be treated.” I felt that I shouldn’t care for those who didn’t care about me. Because of my parents, my outlook on life suddenly changed. My parents are very loving and caring people. All my life, I’ve watched them save lives and be the positive role models they’re supposed to be. I’ll start with my mother – who is the best nurse I’ve ever seen. What do nurses do? Nurses save lives and truly care for others. I’ve personally seen how many lives my mother has changed. She makes a huge difference. This is one of the factors that changed my character. I can tell her job is very rewarding. In the Bible, it says to love our enemies, family, and neighbor. This means we should treat everyone well, even if they don’t return the favor.
Now I want to describe an event that happened recently. Last year, I went on vacation to Nigeria with my family. On my father’s way home from sightseeing, he encountered a homeless man. This man had absolutely nothing. He had no money, his clothes were torn and stained, and he looked as though he were dying. I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t know where his next meal was going to come from. Seeing this man, my heart went out to him. It made me question why some people are so unlucky. My family and I decided to help this man. We happily – gave him the rest of the money we had left.
Now I want to describe an event that happened recently. Last year, I went on vacation to Nigeria with my family. On my father’s way home from sightseeing, he encountered a homeless man. This man had absolutely nothing. He had no money, his clothes were torn and stained, and he looked as though he were dying. I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t know where his next meal was going to come from. Seeing this man, my heart went out to him. It made me question why some people are so unlucky. My family and I decided to help this man. We happily – gave him the rest of the money we had left.