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Self-assessment of understanding of cultural diversity issues
Thursday, January 19, 2017 to Sunday, January 29, 2017
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I have been a certified nursing assistant (CNA) for the past 6 years. I have many responsibilities as a CNA regarding all patient’s physical, emotional, and mental well-being. I am expected to handle culture and religion issues with respect, kindness, and understanding. I have been in situations where my clients believes in a different religion then I do, and they contact my boss to tell them that that they don’t want me to be there caregiver anymore due to differences in religion. As a CNA I recognize and believe that spiritual beliefs are different, in which r ...continued...
- By: Paige Schultz
- Sunday, January 29, 2017, 2:26:00 PM
- updated: Thursday, February 16, 2017 10:49:00 AM
First 10 Years
Friday, April 30, 1965 to Wednesday, April 30, 1975
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I had a best friend while we were living in Gold Hill. Her name was Gail Stevens. We were really close. She's part Native American. She told she was part Cherokee. One day while we were at recess, we decided to sneak off and go across the road over to the cemetary. To this day I'm stillnot sure why we did it, I guess we were just curios. Well we were walking around and came up to a shed. All of a sudden we heard a noise, it sounded like a ghost, being only 6 years old you would think that we were scared, well we weren't. Next thing we know the grounds keeper jumped out ...continued...
- By: Laura Register
- Tuesday, September 03, 2013, 7:21:00 PM
- updated: Wednesday, September 04, 2013 7:58:00 PM
Understanding Cultural Diversity Issues
Sunday, February 05, 2017 to Wednesday, February 15, 2017
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I do believe I am an open-minded person and it is very important to me to understand and respect all different kinds of cultures. I think providing equal services to all clients and patients is important, because due to their race, culture, language barrier, gender, sexuality, etc... all of that is important to understand and take into account- but not to discriminate. It would be misconduct to treat a patient differently due to those factors. For example, for question 18. Some symbols—a positive nod of the head, a pointing finger, a “thumbs-up” sign—are u ...continued...
- By: Key Burns
- Wednesday, January 25, 2017, 1:47:00 PM
- updated: Wednesday, February 15, 2017 12:13:00 PM
Chapter One
Monday, October 27, 2014 to Thursday, November 06, 2014
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Prologue: She could’ve asked him what he was doing. Where he was going. But she wasn’t stupid. Through glazed eyes, she watched from the doorway while Aaron tossed clothes into the open suitcase in the middle of the sagging bed. His face was hard, his jaw set. Though an icy silence hung between them, Mandi sensed that hot rage simmered just below the surface. And that it could erupt her direction at any moment. But he didn’t look at her, didn’t speak to her. Why should he? What was there to say? There’d been ...continued...
- By: Darlene Deluca
- Thursday, November 06, 2014, 8:02:00 PM
- updated: Wednesday, April 29, 2015 9:11:00 PM
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Something Good
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ONE
Saturday, May 18, 1963 to Thursday, May 23, 1963
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Start Writing! THE BRIDGE TO CARACAS http://thebridgetocaracas.com <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify; text-indent: ...continued...
- By: stephen douglass
- Tuesday, January 31, 2012, 5:41:00 AM
- updated: Tuesday, January 31, 2012 5:57:00 AM
A turn for the worse...
Friday, November 01, 1974 to Thursday, November 01, 1984
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My entire world changed, days before my eighth birthday. The years of pain and stress had taken its toll on my guardian angel. I awoke one morning to find her out of sorts. Something major was happening to her health. The last I remember of this time was trying to talk to her, but she had gone deaf. I watched her intently as she sat in front of her dressing table getting ready to go to the doctor. Little did I know that this would be the last time my guardian angel would be with me. My mother suffered a stroke, and was left paralysed the ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Sunday, November 30, 2014, 1:56:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, November 30, 2014 2:38:00 PM
Slice of Memory
Friday, August 16, 2013
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I have commitment and relationship problems because when I was little my parents would make fun of me for liking boys and say I was too young to like anyone. As I grew older the thoughts scarred my mind and now at 20 I have yet to have a boyfriend. My sister has a boyfriend of 2 years and every time I talk to a guy my parents tell me its a waste of time and that I don't need anyone... Now I'm stuck telling myself that. I don't even know what "love" feels like, or what being a girlfriend is like. I am just the lone runner trying to reach the goals of a champion, and ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Friday, August 16, 2013, 10:17:00 PM
- updated: Friday, August 16, 2013 10:34:00 PM
Second Camping Trip
Wednesday, January 01, 1964 to Tuesday, January 01, 1974
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Test - On my second camping trip in the Ozark Mountains we took my friend Iver along and he was chased down the river by a Cotton Mouth Water Mossican. So now i'm back and adding to the chapter. ...continued...
- By: Rolland Love
- Friday, January 10, 2014, 1:40:00 PM
- updated: Friday, January 17, 2014 12:43:00 PM
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This is not a sucker
I'll load a sucker later
Ice Screws
Wednesday, April 09, 2014
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Every single day we have to setup our camp and get the dogs settled. Every day we look forward to sitting in our cold tent for some degree of warmth and relative relaxation warming water for drinking and mixing with our dehydrated meals. We realize it is still below zero in our tent (our water will freeze overnight if left in something uninsulated), but warmth at this point is relative, funny how that works. To create our little slice of the tropics here we of course need a tent, and to set our tents up, we have to use an evil little device called an ice screw. See, we cannot use ...continued...
- By: Mark Andresen
- Monday, March 24, 2014, 11:06:00 PM
- updated: Thursday, April 17, 2014 8:25:00 AM
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Ice Screws
North Pole
Slice of Memory
Saturday, March 01, 1975 to Friday, March 01, 1985
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Kissee Mills, MO. 1979 This is a story I tell over and over to my kids and grandkids. It's the story of a young man we met while camping in Missouri a long time ago. Kissee Mills is in Taney County and part of the Branson community. It was summer and we were looking for a new camp site. We stopped at a fork in the road that had a little shack that sold bait. A young boy probably about 12 or so asked us if we wanted a busy camp or a not busy camp. We said we wanted the not busy camp. He said to go down the road to the left. So we did. We set up camp and were sitting around the concret ...continued...
- By: Rhonda Holle
- Friday, March 13, 2015, 8:37:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, March 29, 2015 4:52:00 AM
Chapter one
Wednesday, January 25, 2017 to Saturday, February 04, 2017
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Discussion One Due: 2/5/17 1. Hello everyone! I am Ellen Morrell. I am from the suburbs of Chicago originally. This is my first semester at UWM and I am very excited for this class. I graduated from Colorado State University in 2011 with a degree in Merchandising. I am interested in becoming a recreational therapist so I thought this program would be great to help me with my career goals. I wish I had known about recreational therapy when I was 18! I was originally interested in occupational therapy, unfortunately I did not get in my first round of applying. Although I will most likely reap ...continued...
- By: Ellen Morrell
- Saturday, February 04, 2017, 12:48:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, February 05, 2017 2:50:00 PM
The Start of it All
Thursday, January 15, 2015 to Sunday, January 25, 2015
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From the start it was like a secret society. You needed to know the handshake or password to get information. I guess that is why it took so long to start this incredible journey as a writer. Since the age of six, when I first started to read, a book was always under my nose. This started it, and from that point reading the written word became a very important part of my life. I could not tell you how many books I have read, or plan to in the near or far future. It started in 2011, when an uncontrollable desire to write short stories took over. I would hammer out words between work assig ...continued...
- By: Douglas Owen
- Sunday, January 25, 2015, 7:49:00 AM
- updated: Sunday, January 25, 2015 8:46:00 AM
Module 6 Cultural Competence Reflection
Thursday, April 13, 2017 to Sunday, April 23, 2017
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Cultural competence is more than an understanding of different cultural groups. Post a reflection of the non-ethnic group prompt provided in the D2L Checklist. The reflection will focus on your broad definition of culture competence. Cultural competence is also vital to understanding effective interaction with people who have disabilities and people who identify as lesbian, gay, bisexual or transgender or transexual. My definition of cultural competence has broadened throughout this class and especially after this module 6 unit. I did not expect to include these populations of people ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Sunday, February 05, 2017, 10:13:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, April 23, 2017 11:23:00 PM
First Camping Trip
Friday, January 10, 2014
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My First Ozark Mountains Camping Trip by ROLLAND LOVE http://ozarkstories.com I was eight years old the first time I camped in the Ozark Mountains. Dad and I pitched our tent on a gravel bar on the Jacks Fork River. For dinner that evening, we ate fried squirrel and corn on the cob from Mom’s garden. I sat by the firelight and dreamed about the big fish I would catch the next day as red and yellow flames cast shadows that danced like ghosts at the edge of darkness. The full moon and so many stars made the sky look like a silve ...continued...
- By: Rolland Love
- Friday, January 10, 2014, 1:44:00 PM
- updated: Sunday, January 12, 2014 10:59:00 AM
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First camping trip
camped on an Ozark River
flying the coup1
Sunday, June 23, 2002 to Monday, December 31, 2012
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As dad reversed mom came flying down wit a bag of snacks for the road. She gave it to me; we said our goodbyes and the journey began. A journey started with fear uncertainty and indecision How rude of me I didn’t introduce myself I’m Yasmin recently turned eighteen and right now on my way to my probable school of higher lea ...continued...
- By: Anonymous
- Sunday, August 05, 2012, 9:08:00 AM
- updated: Sunday, August 05, 2012 10:45:00 AM