Posts by tfizzle

tfizzle

May 26, 2012

Scholarship / 'Electrical & Computer Engineering - robot' - scholarship personal statement. [5]

the only thing you should fix is when you say, "In my Grade 12 year". the wording just sounds off.

tfizzle

May 26, 2012

Undergraduate / 'Becoming a prosecutor lawyer' - Personal Statement [5]

Thanks so much, i appreciate your comments
The reason i wrote that because at that time i had a 2.5, but now i have a 4.5 gpa and i think it definitely shows my growth as a person and why i'm ready to go to college. So you think I should take some stuff out so it's not so pity? How do I do that without complete bragging about myself?

tfizzle

May 26, 2012

Scholarship / 'Electrical & Computer Engineering - robot' - scholarship personal statement. [5]

This is really good. I see what you mean when you say it should have a positive tone, but still showing your growth as a person

Well written, great job

tfizzle

May 26, 2012

Undergraduate / 'Becoming a prosecutor lawyer' - Personal Statement [5]

Thanks so much, i appreciate your comments.

tfizzle

May 25, 2012

Undergraduate / 'Becoming a prosecutor lawyer' - Personal Statement [5]

From Projects to the streets, shelters to the cars, I have lived in it all. Growing up my mother was on drugs because she was constantly being beat by my Father. She would spend the rent money on Methamphetamine and Crack Cocaine, causing us to move from place to place every month. I felt so sad when my mother would pick me up from school and I would see all of our stuff packed up in the car knowing I couldn't do anything. It was something I got use to early in the morning hearing the Sheriff banging on the door telling us we were being evicted; or they were coming to arrest my mom because they had a warrant out for her arrest for writing bad checks or because of welfare fraud. The feeling of Discomfort and emotional distress was something I experienced everyday waking up. In school it was hard for me to focus knowing I really didn't have a place I could call home, and my friends begin to question why I was moving so much. I didn't want to tell them it was because my mom was addicted to drugs so I begin to lie. I started to hate life because I was force to hide back my tears and humiliation.

Some nights I would sleep with my eyes open because I knew there was no way for me to get comfortable and this wasn't going to be my home for long. Each night I would get on my knees and just pray to God asking for a drug free mom. I thought my mom was going to die because of how skinny she was and how serious this had become. By believing and having faith in God my mom got off drugs and got on section aid. During my 8th grade summer my mom relapsed and I was forced to watch over her the whole summer. We were very low on money so I also had to scrape up change just to go the 99 cent store to get cookies, bread and ham for dinner

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The darkest moments of my life inspired to be grateful and appreciate everything I have. Each day watching my mom get beat by my Dad inspired me to be a prosecutor lawyer. I want to make sure I serve justice to the bad guy or women who have affected someone's family like my Dad did mine.