If you could teach everyone in the world one thing, what would it be?
"Who burnt the cornbread?”"For he’s a jolly good fellow, for he’s a jolly good fellow…”"Where is the dang television remote?!"The heavy oak front door opens, and I hear the wild circus that my family get-togethers have sounded like for as long as I can remember. Now that I have grown up, and can look back in retrospect on what I have learned, I see how much my family has contributed to who I am today.I am a free spirit like my Papa Dick and laugh like my Aunt Tory. From my Great-Grandpa Lou I learned the power of telling stories, and from my Grandma Barbara I learned the importance of faith. I owe who I am to my family, and I believe most people do, but we just don’t recognize it.I have acquired people skills and deep interests in the way people communicate. I am so fascinated with humans themselves; my massive family has led me to my preoccupation with both Psychology and Sociology in the ways people work and interact. I hope to eventually become a child or clinical psychologist, working with people first hand for the rest of my life.The instant that the heavy oak front door of my grandparent’s house swings open, and the mixed voices of my crazy family members flood my ears; I cannot help but crack a smile. I am overcome by the shouts and songs of the remarkable chaos that is my enormous family at Christmas. If I could teach everyone in the world one thing, I know that it would be to cherish and value their families, no matter the size. Ultimately who I am, my character, personality, and aspirations for my college and adult future, has been shaped by the family I came from.