10 Things I'm Proud Of (Jeremy Stewart)

Finishing My Book
Graduating From High School
Never Giving Up On School
Going To LSCPA
Finally Getting A Job I Like
Proud Of Sports
Proud Of Anime
Proud of Video Games
Proud Of My Family
Proud Of My Life

I've always been proud of video games my whole life. No matter what happens they always seem to impress me. To me they are my escape from problems I have in my everyday life. Their have been times when I felt down and out, but video games always seem to show me the light. A lot of people say video games are for little kids, but i beg to differ. If that's true then I must be a little kid in nineteen year old mans body.Heck, I know a ninety year old man who plays video games till this day. Now that's passion XD, well to me anyway. Thanks to video games I know what I wanna do with my life and I will accept nothing less from myself.

Eyes(Albertha Welch)

Stand ing in this dimly lit building i can almost hear the fear of all the children who have pass through the small beige hall way that reminds me of an asylum.

This is the first into to the book i dont know why i picked this as a beginning mabe it was a grey day for me because honestly i had to dig deep into my pass just bring back those memories most people try to forget there heart aches and pain but i am okay with mine for the fact it gives me something to smile about when i think about my beginning and where i stand now. My days may have started off glummy and grey but they are full of sunshine now and i smile.

My ending is I strive everyday to be a better person within my own right. I now have two boys of my own that i love and cherish with each day. I am learning how to cope with my own loniess but i remind myself to stay with God and i shall be lonely. That in its self speaks volume about where i am.

10 things I'm proud of (Julia)

1. Finishing my book !!!!!
2. Working for everything I earn
3. Making my mother proud
4. Helping my mom financially
5. Paying college myself
6. Getting through with the summer classes
7. Being independent
8. Doing 20-something hours of community service at Hospitality Center
9. My stepdad
10. Taking care of myself

Making my mother proud makes me happy. I didn’t live with her my whole life, so my memory of my childhood didn’t include her. It wasn’t till 8th grade that I live with her and stayed. It was hard trusting her because of the past, but I still wanted to talk to her like any mother and daughter does. She’s the type to make many excuses or never keeps her promise. I would think that I am a burden to her. The more I live with her, the more I realize how she actually cares. During high school, she began to ask me to show her my report card. I did well on my grades, and she told me she was proud of me. It wasn’t much but to me it was surprising. From then on, she start showing how much she cares and that she’s trying to be a good mother. When I graduate high school, she called my grandparents in Germany and talk about me all night. I like making her proud.

6 out of 10 things im proud of (Arielle)

1. Having a 3.0 GPA
2. Buying my own car
3. Getting thought the summer
4. Still being a V
5. Being a Hardworking Independent Women
6. Hearing the word proud

I want to graduate MCL (Magnum Cum Leda think that's how u spell it) Want to go all the way so i can get that high dollar job with out any worries or problems in life. Life is already stressful i just want that part to be Easy Like Sunday Morning.

I do not know how many people can say i bought my first car at the age of 18, but i can. I work hard to get the thing i want out of life. I want my kids to be able to do the same thing when and if i have some kids.

Getting thought the summer class without going KRAZY. I hate to be on a rush time limit but next time i know what to do.

To say I'm 19 i can still say I'm a V. People ask my why are u still one. I tell them I don't see the big deal in it. Everyone tells me I'm going to be like the 40 year old V. I don't believe so I dint feel like it'z my time yet.

Being a hardworking independent women is one of my best quality, but it intimidates men or boyz my age. At a young age I was one of the boyz, i don't mind watching sports or housing around, but also know when itz time to be for real or take responsibility. I just learn to deal with bing by myself. just look at im first proud of.

From my family that asked me how im doin tell them everything the first thing the say is im SO PROUD OF U. I loive when they say that i just get a big azz smile on my face.

My Opening (Arielle)

Arielle Desiree' Scypion was born May 23, 1990. She is the daughter of Yolanda L. Scypion and Glenn Batiste. He was an absent father. Arielle was not due tell August. Arielle was 2lbs 3 1\2 oz. She stayed in an incubater in the hospital for 6 months. When she she got out the hospital she was on an oxygen tank until around the age of one. As the years go by thiongs happen th her that would probably never happen to most people. She was reguarly tormented during her youth by other children. As she got she older she never thought she would be accepted in life by people until one day everything changed for good. From elementary thur high school Arielle was teased until one day she had a confrontation with a fellow classmate. The anger from past incidents was so strong she surprissed herself. After that day Arielle found out she was on anger person. In March of 2001, her mother married Byvion "Chris" Goudeaux which brought sisters Crystal, Sheena, Jasmine, brother Derrick, and new baby sister Madison.

This is my preface, i chosse to put all the main info here so you can have an understanding when reading the rest of the book.

* Things That Make Me Proud * Mandy

• The fact that I am able to raise my four children on my own
• Taking a major step to go back to college
• Not giving up when life throws me curve ball
• My children (especially when I see them doing kind or thoughtful acts)
• Keeping up with work, family, and home
• Knowing that I have done the best I could

I go through day to day striving to get somewhere in my life. Chasing a dream that as soon as I think it's in my hands, I stumble and fall, leaving me with wonder and more demermination than ever to retain it. For some, it may be a job title, cars, or maybe homes; all that is good and fine, but I speak of those things that are more important to me, which is... not giving up. I put my all into raising my children and although I often fail, I am more determined now than ever. Raising four children alone can be hard, but after all the pressure is over, you can sit back and watch your work. There nothing like seeing your children from far off being respectful or doing kind deeds for others. It gives me a sense of acomplishment. I love it when others come to me and tell me how well behaved my children are, even though I know their otherside;and that's not always the case, but it makes me proud.

How does one be proud without seeming braggy? (Mysti)

Hmmm . . . I am not sure how to answer Julia Cameron's prompt. So I reviewed the lists of those of you who have already posted, as well as Julia's own list, and this helped me a bit.
Let's see if I can come up with ten things.

1-4. I am proud of going back to college--all four times--so I am multiplying this by four!
2-4. I am proud of giving birth to a healthy child--at home, underwater, all three times!
5-6. I am proud of eating right and exercising--most of the time!
7. I am proud of being a teacher--and inspiring others as often as lightning strikes.
8. I am proud of not giving up on life when my husband left me for his secretary.
9. I am proud of being a writer.
10. I am proud of being unselfish--as fleeting as these moments may be!
11. I am proud of standing up against injustice--as this seems to be what I was born to do (as revealed to me by recurrent dreams--"to give voice to the voiceless" I am told).


Last night in my Brit Lit class we had a very interesting discussion regarding the characteristics of the best human beings of all time. We threw around names like Mother Theresa, Nelson Mandela, Mahatma Ghandhi, and Bishop Tutu, and decided that the number one quality in a human being of excellence is their capacity for selflessness. Eric-in-the-back-row even said that selfishness is the root of all sin. Hmmm . . . I wondered if I believed this--or if I could think of an exception to it--and I didn't come up with one.

I used to think that I wanted my children to grow up and be happy and secure and comfortable. Then one semester when writing along with my students about my deepest dreams, I realized that there was something so much more I wanted for them--I wanted them to be compassionate human beings, capable of responding to the needs of others and caring enough to try to address the injustices of the world. In short, I wanted them to be like the person I am trying to become.

Nearly everyone is familiar with the initials "w.w.j.d."--"what would Jesus do?," but last night in our class discussion, I realized that my children often seem to live by the following acronym: "w.w.b.s.d."--"What would Bart Simpson do?" Apparently, Jesus and Bart are polar opposites--Jesus being incapable of selfishness, and Bart unfamiliar with selflessness.

I remember an episode of Friends where Chandler tells Phoebe that there is no such thing as a selfless act because doing one makes you feel better about yourself--hence you get something out of it! And certainly I know people from the church of my childhood who volunteer to help others in the hopes that it will raise their status in the community or secure them a Lazy-boy recliner on the right hand of God with a perpetual supply of popcorn. And working in a soup kitchen or even shingling a roof for Habitat for Humanity can reek of paternalism in the sense that we feel superior to those we help. Jeeze--what would Jesus do if he were here right now? Would he be blogging with the rest of us? Would he ever laugh outloud?

Perhaps what I am most proud of is my quest to better myself--to let go of my lower self that can be distracted by things and pleasures--and to embrace the part of me where patience comes effortlessly, tolerance tastes like a frozen yogurt treat, and love is a liquid that joins everyone. Yes, I am proud that I do not give up on anyone--my students, my children, my colleagues . . . and myself.