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4.3 "First Language"
My first language was English, and my first word was "Mama", likely because she cared for me, and I was a baby fixated on food, and she was synonymous with food. English was my first language, because it is the native language of my family of origin. -
5.1a
As an infant, I was a securely attached infant, not too fretful of exploration, using my parents as that safe-anchor, as well as pretty accepting of them leaving the room, and welcoming of their returns. -
5.3a
as a toddler I was aware of the over characteristics of gender; I had an older sister and brother, so I engaged in play that was characteristic of both genders: played cops and robbers, and played with dolls! I did, however, have a strong affinity for pants, and hated to be without pants, or to be in a sleeping gown--very strong pull toward masculine expression, in that regard, which coincides with my sex. -
6.1a
on this day, my little sister was born, thus completing my nuclear family! one dad, David; mom, Marlo; older twin brother and sister, Jonathon Robert (named after my maternal and paternal grandparents, respectively) and Amber; I am third in line--the true middle; followed by Danielle. This is the shape our family has always taken, no divorces, so additions, no marriages or grandchildren. -
4.1 "First Memory"
My first memory is being three years old, and seeing my little sister, after she was born. I remember this, because it was the most noteable moment that my little three year-old self had experienced, to-date. I also remembering feeling some sense of pride or accomplishment, as if I had something to do with it. -
6.2
My older brother and younger sister were both diagnosed with ADD and ADHD, respectively. They had such a hard time in school, often falling-behind, exhibiting signs of low self-esteem, and embarrassment, my older brother was diagnosed before ritalin was quite as free-flowing, so he was being medicated with coffee and soda, by little sister, however, had more time to be aided by adderall. -
3.1 "My Health"
Well, I noticed a pain in my throat, and when I went to talk to my mom about it, she noticed a swollen lump under my throat. The doctor said that I had a swollen lymph node, and that it should be removed immediately, and biopsied, to ensure that it is not indicative of a chronic illness. This kind of life event is both nebulous and overwhelming for a fourth-grader. I was glad to learn that the growth was no cancerous. -
4.2 "Intelligence"
I remember taking the GATE assessment-test when I was a freshman in highschool, and the test said that I excelled I mental-spatial manipulation. Since then, I would pride myself on being able to mentally determine whether or not something will fit in a specific place. Also, in high school, my Spanish skills were off-the-charts, and that made me think that I had some above-average verbal skills. -
4.3c My Third Language"
ASL is my third language, which I began to acquire during my first semester at community My first utterance was likely, "Hello!" ASL is technically my third language, but I use it more than my second. I have access to vocabulary, a brief understanding of grammar, and metalinguistic awareness, but my use of ASL is more English-based that it ought to be, thereby forcing my signs to follow English more closely in grammar and syntax. -
3.2 "Older Adult Health"
I will forever remember this day, because it was the day that I graduated with my AA, but my grandfather, who was on his way, never made it, because his stage-four pancreatic cancer caused his body to shutdown, rendering him comatose--the day that he was coming to celebrate my graduation, he fell into the coma that he would stay in, until he died that following October. He was a very health-conscious man, so I will never understand how bio-social factors impacted him so negatively... -
6.3
on this day, i was graduating from community college with my AA, and my dad was supposed to be bringing his father to my graduation. he had just seen my little sister graduate from high school just a week earlier, and was returning to see mine! well, on the way, he had a stroke, and my dad had to drop him off at a local fire station. my grandfather never made it to my graduation. per the Kubler-ross, i never experienced denial, but i was very angry! i believe that i have been able to accept it. -
1.1
Hello, my name is Justin. My chronological age is 25; psychologically, I am probably closer to early-to-mid-thirties--the same for my social age; my biological age is likely between twenty-five and thirty. Non-normative life event: I recently moved here from California; I do not consider that too many people move cross-country for any reason--let alone school. Normative historical-graded event: my generation was the last generation exposed go Blockbuster movie and AOL instant messenger. -
4.3b "My Second Language"
I learned Spanish in High school; it seemed like the most practical option, as I lived in SoCal, with its high latino population. My first utterance was probably "Mi nombre es Justin" -
5.2
I grew-up as a Black kid in a predominantly White area, so I was forced to endure a crisis of identity, do I identify as a Black man, or not? I recognize that society will automatically label me thusly, but it is all about my own internal commitment. I am proud to say that I have achieved a modified-Black identity, it is an identity-set that I and a fellow scholar developed, but seems most reasonable. -
5.3b
I am a heterosexual, cist-gendered male, looking for a heterosexual, cist-gendered female. For both me, and my partner, it is important that we are both male and female, respectively, from birth. And I am both attracted sexually and romantically to the same group of women. -
6.1b
As previously stated, i am number three, of four children, and a true middle child--self-motivated, independent, and i have been known to be found feeling over-looked! -
5.1b
as an adult, I feel as though I am an anxious secure adult; i enjoy relationships, I trust very easily, do not try to distance myself or sabotage the relationship, rather, I enjoy commitment, I do find,however, that in the absence of certain characteristics, I am anxious that the other person may be having seconds thoughts. -
6.3
when i die, i would prefer to have my organs donated, and my skeleton donated to a school! even in death, i want to be an agent of education and change. I would want my service to be a celebration--good food, loud music, and people just telling stories, and hanging-out. life is too short to get caught-up being mopey for too long, the tears will inevitably come, but while everyone is together, i want them to remember that they have support within each other! -
2.1 "Fertility"
So, today is my 31st birthday, and it marks the first day that my wife and I are trying to procreate! We are both excited and nervous; we've been married for five years, and have no clue if we will need medical support for this venture. I had a friend whose uterus was t-shaped, and I am told that this is not good--but no one knew until she started trying to procreate. Of course, there are my secret fears about the quality of my sperm, as well as what will the commingling of our genes yield...?