My Person
Put a smile on my face when I need it
Taught me the importance of self love and to know what is good for me.
Talk to you as well
Love you as well
You are understanding
Get what I’m feeling
Open minded when it comes to talking about anything.
You are always there for me
When I am in need of a shoulder to cry on
Having troubles at home you are always a phone call away
When I have a big decision to make you always decides with me and gets where I’m coming from.
You have always been there for me when I had no one
Like a mother you love me
You are always there for me when I need you at tough times.
You are the only person who gets me.
I love you for understanding things from my point of view.
When I need a shoulder to cry on you are there, no matter the circumstances.
You are the only person who gets me.
You are always there for me when I need you at tough times.
You basically raised me my whole life into being a loving and kind young women I am today.
No matter my flaws you always have my back.
You are my person.
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Hanadiisa
My name is Hanadi Isa I am 18 years old. I am Somalian, and was born in Yemen before I came to the United States in 2005. I really love my family. I live with my mom and brother, and other family members live in Arizona. I go to Arizona every school break I get, to go see my grandmother. She is really the reason why I go and plus leaving Grand Island for a bit is very refreshing. I didn’t grow up much in GI, as I came here during middle school. I am also organized, responsible, and respectful toward others. In my spare time my hobbies are reading and listening to music. This year I am in Community Youth Council (CYC) and Key Club. I was also a member of the Youth Leadership Tomorrow (YLT), which focuses on making a difference within the community by volunteering. Right now, my goal is to graduate from high school and, after that, attend a four year university and work toward medical school. My passion for medicine stems from going to the hospital with my family and seeing my grandmother in pain. It made my heart ache as I watched the doctors not know what was wrong after so many tests. It irritated me when all they did was write her a prescription. Leaving her room to go get some snacks and seeing others sick just like my grandmother made me want to help them. I want to enter the medical field to dig deep into finding out what is actually wrong with a person instead of just writing them a prescription.
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