I-Search Paper: The Questions

1. How does being a psychologist fit my personality?
2. What do psychologists do on a daily basis?
3. What is required of psychologist- education, characteristics, and personality traits?

Career- November 22, 2010

Spiritual Gifts. Gifts from God we are blessed with to serve Him and others.
Eveyone was different, uniuqe spiritual gifts and different ways they can serve the Lord and others through them. They may be expected gifts, or gifts you never have thought about and might want to search and learn more about your gifts and the use of them.

During this class, we took a "Spiritual Gifts Assessment" which consisted of rating 112 sentences to whether it was definately true abut you, or absolutely false. Then, we added the scores up in the columns and then found out our top three letters out of the sixteen letters. Then we matched them up with the descriptions in the back for the three letters and found out what type of spiritual gift we had.

My results consisted of craftsmanship, leadership, and wisdom. All three of the results were something out of the blue; I had not expected any of them as my results.

Career- November 19, 2010

Today was the last day with Ms. Gunther. We finished all our tests and learned how to analyze our learning style and our personality tests. My learning style results seemed half accurate and half wrong. Also, we finished our SDS tests and looked at what types of jobs fit us the most, and what kind of jobs we would be interested in, in our future. There were some jobs that were expected, jobs that my parents wanted me to do from when I was a child, and jobs that I didn't expect, but was interested in these days. I found out that I was more of a social person, not much of a technical or mechanic person. As a social person, most of the jobs consisted of looking into how people's brain worked, and how they react to situations, and helping people with physical and especially mental needs.

Career- November 15, 2010 & November 17, 2010

During class, we took three different tests. We took the learning style test, personality test, and the careers test. The learning styles test gave us suggestions about how we should start to take in information and how we are able to understand the materials we learn best. Some types of learning styles are auditory and visual. Depending on the type of learning style prefer, there are different ways to help yourself to learn better. Also, we could also learn what type of enviornment we study best in the tests results. The personality test consisted of us selecting excerpts of different's peoples reactions to certain situations. We were to choose the reaction we would have in that situation. The result of my personality test was different from a result I had gotten from a personality test I had taken previously. However, I found out that my personality was similar to a few years back, but I had changed a bit trying to adapt to new places I moved to every few years. The final test we took during the two days, November 15th and 17th, was the career test. We found out what types of careers we were interested in and chose a few of the careers listed in those categories. The tests was a new way to learn about myself and I think I was able to learn about how I learn best and got a hint about what I would like to do later on.


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Career- November 12, 2010

Most people want to become succesful when they become an adult, and choose that as their number one goal for their future.

Of course, I would love to become succesful, become rich, and have a wonderful job that people will recognize and respect me with. However, at the end, I believe that you would realize the most important factor of life is to be happy. Yes, being recognized of having a good job and being rich may make you happy, but that happiness has a high possibility of sinking. The one single thing that can make you feel loved and happy is to be able to share your love and happiness with others. This may sound superficial and fake, however, I feel happy when I can help others in need and let them know that they are loved, when they think they are not. So, the most important factor for me is to be able to share my love with others and to help people with it.

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Career: November 10, 2010

Talent is a God-given gift to us that will help us to serve Him and to serve others. Everyone has talents, but they are all unique and given to each of us with a purpose. God told us that no one was left out of his plans, and each and every one of us has the talent to do something special. Many people compare themselves to each other, only seeing the good in the others, and the bad in themselves, causing people to let themselves down.

The focus needs to be on ourselves, and the talent, trying to work with it and using it. The focus of us should not be on other's and what others are good at. Of course, encouraging others and helping them out with their talents are nice things to do, however, only looking at the talents they have and not what you have, will make you get discouraged.

Everyone has talents; including yourself. I know that God has given me talents that I should work with in my life, and make myself useful. There are moments where I get discouraged when I think about others' talents and how much better they are then I am. But I also have moments where I feel great about what I did and am proud of myself. 

I think that I have the gift of being outgoing, sociable, and being able to communicate and helping people out. I will try my best to work with my talents and try to use them for a good purpose. 

Career : November 8, 2010

There are many qualities of a job to look for when choosing a career you want to acquire. It is usually something you are good at, especially, if you're looking for a steady job you want to do for the rest of your life. Also, looking at how much you will earn will be part of the decision making process. And lastly, of course, something you enjoy with your whole heart. If you don't like what you are going to do, you will probably quit the job later on, or suffer throughout your life, not wanting to get out of bed and go to work every day.

People have a view for what gender is better suited for the job. For example, a construction worker most likely would be a male. It would be very unlikely to find a woman in a construction field. On the contrary, a kindergarten teacher would most likely be a female, because they are thought to be more caring and careful to what they say and do and are better at cooking and taking care of children. So, when it comes to choosing a job, you probably will think about your gender, what people think of which gender would fit, and if your gender would be able to do the job correctly.

There are always people that care about you and influence you more than others. Mine are usually my closest friends and family. My family usually influence my decisions and opinions, because I know they know me best and has similar thoughts as me. My friends influence my decisions because they usually have the same interests as I do and we talk about our opinions and decisions all the time. We usually have in-depth conversations about my problems or just anything I need advice on, changing my opinion and thoughts about things.

The Bible can give people help for almost anything, including career choice. There are ways to pray to God and try to find out what He wants you to do, or has planned out for you in the future. Also, there are ways that say how you can help others while doing the job. In the Bible, there are passages about the what choices you should make, or should not make. The advice you earn from the Bible can help you with the decision you make.

How to make ramen. (:

Have nothing to eat but really hungry? Too lazy to make something fancy? Don't have enough money? There is one, simple solution to all of the questions: ramen.

Ramen is a type of instant food that is easy to make, and a simple,filling meal.It's spicy, has noodles, and of course, delicious. There are many ways to make ramen, here is one of the many recipies:

First, you buy any type of ramen you at a store nearby. Most stores sell more than ten types of ramen. Spicy ones, mild ones, and even thick or thin noodles. Pick the one you want, and buy yourself a one dollar meal. Next, you get a pot with water and boil the water. Let the water boil a lot for a few minutes, just to make sure it won't stop boiling after you take the cap off. Third, put the spice in first. The spice is the red powder in the small bag inside and let it boil a little.After you put the spice in, drop the noodles and vegetable mix inside the ramen bag into the boiling water. Wait for about three to five minutes, depending how you like your noodles done. The final step is to eat the delicious ramen you just made for yourself. (:

Failure? Success.

“Sometimes things can go right only by first going very wrong” –Edward Tenner

In whatever you do, there are times where you just want to give up in the first few minutes. You just want to collapse onto the floor and not do anything and stay still. Sometimes, these moments can bring you success in what you do by driving you to do something.

I walked into the quiet, still room with sixty other middle school friends whom stared at me intensely. Trying to be as quiet as possible, I tried to sneak into my seat and put my clarinet on my lap so it wouldn’t make any noise. Instead, I tripped on the carpet floor, almost dropped my clarinet, and most of all, fell with a huge boom. Everybody stared at me with bunny eyes as if I had committed a felony. I thought, ‘Oh boy, this is going to be a long, hard day’ and sat on the seat, opening my music to finger along. Soon enough, the judges came in the room, sitting in the very back of the classroom, backs towards us with a black curtain separating us. For hours, the audition continued. Suddenly, the judge said in a harsh tone, “Letter I and J were not able to come. Letter K, please come forward and play the audition. For about ten seconds, I was not away of what was happening. Then, the person next to me gave me a glare, and I finally figured it out. It was my turn. I took a deep breath, walked over and played my music the way I practiced it all along, successfully. The day that I thought was going to turn out horribly, turned into a wonderful day of giving me the honor of Houston Region first chair.

The Migrant Mother - The story.

The Migrant Mother, by Dorothea Lange

I stared out at the dark, dusty sky, praying and hoping that today, there would be a small miracle. A miracle that could feed my children, just once a day. A miracle that this would end soon and we could go back to our lives we had before. A miracle that would let everybody live through this. 

I knew it was almost impossible for all of my many children to get one good meal a day. I knew most people were in similar situations. I also knew that this would go on for a very long time. 

However, all I could do now was to pray to God asking him for help and His mercy. There was nothing left I could do. My children were sick and tired from starving for days and days. I was weak and hopeless from the days of begging for food from others and caring for my children. Everything was stripped away from me and I had nothing in my hands. No food, no money, no anything. 

Every day and night, I would cry out to God, asking Him and getting mad at Him for what He had done to us. Why He had done this to us and when this would end.

My children pulled on my clothes as I walked into the tent, looking at me with their hopeful eyes. The biggest one opened his mouth, asking if I brought any food. Shaking my head, I patted his hair saying sorry. All of my childrens' heads dropped and slowly walked away from me. I collapsed onto the ground, and tears bursted out of my eyes. The youngest child came to me and sat on my lap, crying and asking when she would be able to eat. I softly said 'I don't know,' patting her head and looking out in the sky, praying once again.

A Misunderstandment of an Accident - The Wolf's Story.

Dear Honorable Judge Williams, 

Today, I am standing before you with a serious accusation of myself attempting to eat my friends, the three little pigs. However, as serious as this accusation is, I am here to explain to you what had actually happened and to prove myself not guilty. Therefore, I will tell you the unfortunate story of what actually had happened last week: 

It was a bright, sunny day with a clear sky, a day I couldn’t just sit around on my couch, watching television all day long. I decided to do something interesting, such as playing games or making a fort, something creative, for a change. I was walking down the forest trail looking for my old friend Red Riding Hood.  Instead, my eyes got caught on the three little pigs making new houses for themselves. The youngest pig was making a cozy house with hay, the middle one, was making it was wood, and the oldest, wisest one was making a big fancy brick house. 

Wanting to give them a hand and to make new friends, I walked over to the smallest pig first. Hearing my footsteps, the youngest pig turned around and his eyes met my eyes. Without giving me a chance to introduce myself, his eyes got wide in shock and ran into his house. I knocked on the door, expecting him to come out and invite me into the house for a nice, hot cup of tea. Instead, I get a cold shout from him telling me to go away and locking the door tightly. Trying to keep my tears in, I huffed and I puffed to calm myself down. Being my strong self, my heavy breathing blew the weak house away. Looking terrified, the pig ran to his brother's house yelling for help.

I ran after him, trying to catch up and tell him that it was a misunderstanding and to apologize for the accident. A few footsteps away from the doorway of the wooden house, I heard the door shut with a loud bang. Feeling left out and sorry, tears were about to burst out. I once again huffed and puffed to keep strong. The house made of wood blew away, only leaving the door and the doorframe behind. 

Right away, the poor, poor little pigs ran as fast as they could to the brick house. There also, I got a mean, loud shout from the pigs telling me to go away and to never come back. I changed into a lamb costume and changed my voice and knocked on their door, hoping they would let me in. They screamed, "We won't get tricked by you, big bad wolf!" and told me to go away.

I couldn't hold it in anymore. Tears bursted out of my eyes like a waterfall. I cried and I cried, huffing and puffing. I felt guilty and horrible for what I did and wanted to explain myself. Instead of getting a warm welcome and an ernest apology, the next thing that happened to me was the police telling me I was arrested for trying to eat the poor little pigs up.  

This is my story for what had happened last week, your honor. Please know that I would do nothing to harm them and just wanted to be friends. I am not guily and I hope you will understand and let me go. Thank you. 

Where I Am From

I am from airplanes,
          and peanuts served with carbonated drinks
I am from four countries,
          from Korea to Egypt and Poland.
I am from millions of hello's
          and teared-up goodbye's.

Im from stages,
         from auditions and competitions.
I am from thick glasses,
          from dolls and the playground.
I am from Don't cry! and Stop laughing!
          from Calm down! and What's wrong?


I am from my mom, dad, and sister,
         from the love they spill out.
I am from the eyes that watch out for me,
         and the hands that reach out to me,
         letting me grab on and stay safe.


In the corner of my bed is an old teddy bear,
reminding me of past memories
of when I cried and cried holding it firmly.
I can remember those memories
That now complete who I am.