community service

My plan is sortha something that already happened. Back in Nov there was a fire in downtown El Dorado, the building that burnt down was my job and my grandma's bussiness. It was a hard time but a bunch of my friends and I clean what we could out in a few hours. it was messy and hard. We had to pack boxes upon boxes of different stuff that we sold. We had fun. By the time we were done we were all dirty and smelled of burnt paper. During the cleaning and packing process we had to take many breaks because of all the ash and dust. Differnet places around the building the ceiling had fallin thru and there were weak spots all over from the water. IT was sad and hard to look around and see a whole years worth of memories be gone just like that. That was my first job and my best friends too. We had alot of bounding at that place. We also spent alot of time with my grandma. It was fun and now means alot to me.that was my community service i did.

Case Study #4

I choose case 4 is because i was a failing student last semester and i understand how hard it is to tell you parents. Brooke was discovering that college wasn't as easy as high school. I should have went to a conciler just like brooke shoud have to see if they could mabye help them and give them some ideas where to look for some help. I would have to point brooke in the direction of the learning lab to get help then mabye even go find a tutor and even ask some of my teachers for a little bit of help.

in class essay

The one that i view differnetly now is how i feel about my family and how much they mean to me. Recently i went to jail. I only have a 21 day sentence and get out almost everyday for class so its not as bad as i thought execpt that i miss my family so much. I knew that my family meant alot to but i didnt really know how much tilll now. I've never been away from m family before. I never went to summer camp or anything like that. I would stay differnet places around town but i always knew they were just a phone call away if i wanted to go home. Now they're still a phone call away but only at certain times and they just can't come pick me up anymore. So my love for them has grown and got a lot stronger because of jail. I would have never thought that going to jail would effect me like this but now i understand what the meaning of family is. Its having people who love and care about you no matter what you put them through. I admit i wasn't the best kid in the world. I put my family thur hell with my drug problems and now i am paying for it but my family is still there. I never realized how much i put them trough til now. I think about all the horrible things I've done since i was 15. I'm glad i always had them to run back to. i really love them nd care about htem som much more than i did before. I guess before i just took them for grant. I hope i never do again.