College Admissions Essay: Education Vs. My Mother

I remember waking up that day and that feeling in my stomach, knowing what was about to happen. Growing up I knew about my father's sickness. My family, I recall, was always supportive. No one ever thinks about how one day, everyone you’re around for years, can just vanish. I cherished my friends as I was growing up. I lived there for a majority of my life, up until fourth grade. I remember sitting at a neighbor's house and having the mother come into the room and inform me that I need to be home swiftly. As I ran home, my head was crowded with thoughts to the point where I could not even think about why I was supposed to be home quickly. That day marked the transition of what would be the biggest change in my life. As by dad became sicker,

During Sharon M. Drapers childhood years, they were very successful because of her parents. Her parents encouraged her and her siblings to study, work hard, and as a result they could reach any goal they set for themselves. As encouraging as her parent were, they would set standards for each child and push them to be the best they could be. Her parents taught her that every opportunity you get you take because you never know what the future holds for many cases. In the educational aspects “For her parents education was precious commodity”. (SharonDraper1) Ever since the time

From a very early age, I always assumed it was a part of my future to pursue an education. The American educational system engraves the importance of school at a very young age. Elementary school children are motivated through rewards when they try their hardest to reach their goals. Students are exposed to statistics and facts outlining the consequences of not getting a college degree as soon as they reach middle school. High school counselors and staff make it their priority to ensure that students apply to college. Students are conditioned to believe that education is the building block to a successful future. My cultural upbringing did not support my choice to pursue an education, however, I refused to conform to my family’s behavioral expectations because certain norms must be challenged due to progressive time periods and conflicting values.

As a young child, I learned that education would be beneficial to not only myself but also all humankind. Growing up in a Northeast Florida housing project my father and mother did the best they could to raise nine children. My father worked seven days a week in the service industry as a waiter and bartender while my mother worked as a domestic employee in the homes of more affluent people in the south. My father had an eleventh grade education and my mother had not passed the tenth grade before she bore her first child. Neither parent completed high school but they had dreams of their children far exceeding their educational accomplishments. I was child eight of the nine and I knew early on that I did not want to live

My parents used their troubled backgrounds as a way to push me towards academia. “Go to school so you can become a doctor and support us,” my family would pester. I thus considered school a boring platform that people were forced to endure through in order

Similarly, my Mother advised a great deal in my choice to continue with my education. Back in 1988, when I was seven years old, my mother graduated college with a Bachelor’s degree in Special Education. Watching her work tirelessly while trying to raise me, work full time and attempting full-time credit hours, instilled in me the desire and drive to achieve my goals. She has been my role model as a non-traditional student. She helped me achieve a workable school/work/life balance. She has been my constant cheerleader since my decision to return to college and pursue an undergraduate degree.

My mom was pregnant with me, her senior year in high school. She put her own dreams aside, graduated high school, got married to my dad, gave birth to me, and began raising her new family. Still to this day, she talks about returning to school, but still has not had the opportunity to do so. I am an only child, and the first in my family that will be going to college. My parents are the reason why I am pursuing college. I owe it to them, and to myself, to be the absolute best I can be. I made a promise to my father when I was a little girl, that when I grow up, I will make enough money to support him, and my mother; so that one day, they will no longer have to work. Graduating high school, and beginning my journey to my college degree, is the first step to ensuring that I am able to keep

I also believe that an education is very good to have but not all that society makes it out to be. I feel that a person should have a good education so that can open up his mind and give him something to persuade in his future. If a person is educated that can really have an advantage in the “real world” today. Society looks very highly on a person with a good education, but this is where I disagree with society. Since society looks so highly on education, the people that may have a natural talent or trait may never get a chance to peruse a good career. The job market will always look at the person that has a schooling background and never at that other person that does not have a good education. Even if that person with the education may not be the best person to hire for the benefit of the company but the company will still hire him because of his education background.

Despite playing the role of protector, there was no role that I enjoyed more than being able to help my siblings further their education, ensuring that their homework and mine was completed, accurate and ready for my mother’s review upon her return home from work. I was determined to transfer my passion for learning, and education in general, to my siblings and anyone in my household who would listen, which might have contributed to the fact that all but one of my siblings went on to attend and graduate from college. For me, getting an education wasn’t an option, it was the only option, a sentiment that I relentlessly stressed to my siblings, and my mother, who though a high school dropout at one point, went on to pursue and receive several college degrees later in life. At the age of 12, I took on my first job, which was essentially an entrepreneurial endeavor. My brothers and I spent the spring, summer and fall canvassing our neighborhood, seeking out residents who would allow us to mow their lawns or rake their leaves in exchange for a reasonable fee. While the earnings of that first job were meager, the intangible benefits and life lessons that I derived from it were tremendous. I learned a lot about earning and managing money, responsibility, and most significantly, what I did not want do with my life. The

Being born of 2 immigrant parents, who work menial jobs and have no education has always had its weight on me. Neither one of my parents are high school graduates and no one in my family has obtained a collegiate education. I have been able to experience first hand how difficult a life with no education is. I recall other students sharing how their parents provided aid with their homework and read to them, knowing I did not get to experience that made me gloomy. I had no other choice but to learn everything on my own and then attempt to teach my parents. This peculiar lifestyle has pushed me harder in academics and has given me a genuine appreciation for the value of an education.

I am the daughter of two mexican parents that migrated to the United States to provide a secure future for their children. My parents never had the opportunity to attend school past the third grade. My mother first migrated to Mexico City at the age of thirteen to financially help her family and my father migrated to the United States at the age seventeen to help his family financially. Having to work in the fields at a very young age, my parents knew they wanted to provide better living conditions financial stability and an education for their children. In my parents culture, women are not the ones to attain a higher education and are encourage to be housewives only. It came as a shock to my parents when I was determined to go to a university,

If someone asked me where I am going to be in ten years, this would be my answer. I will have a great, high-paying job, and beautiful wife and family, and a nice sports car parked in front of my lovely house. When I look into the future, I see myself being successful and happy. Even though I always pictured myself this way, I never worried too much about how I would get there. I feel the Suffolk University can lay the groundwork for making these dreams into reality.

Being a first generation American puts some weight on your shoulders-you carry the dreams of your mother, her mother, and the rest of your family that gets left behind. The American dream- a privilege and a burden. Growing up my parents instilled in me the importance of education through over told stories of them coming to the United States trying to grasp knowledge in a language foreign to them. Yet even with the stories, the life lesson went over my head. When you have something you don’t have to work as hard for you forget to value it.

There have been a vast number of lives that have touched mine. Many different people have shared a piece of their soul in my formation. However, it is my mother who is the most important and most influential person in my life. My mother raised me by herself since the day I was born. My father was abusive and she left to make a better life for the both of us. She has worked as many as four jobs at one time. My mother wants to make sure my brothers and I have a better life than she did. It hasn’t always been easy for her, taking care of us on her own, trying to pay bills and making sure we had everything we needed. My mom has always had us involved in sports at a very young age. We always were doing something or involved in something

“Education is what remains after one has forgotten what one has learned in school” is a famous quote from a man who has been awarded the title as one of the smartest people of all time, Albert Einstein. In most cultures around the world, education is the foundation of how successful their culture is. This is no different in America, where receiving an education is driven into young children 's minds and necessary to receive a decent career. However, education has a different effect on everyone and there are obstacles that may get in the way. This can be seen based off the experiences of Richard Rodriguez, a man who is a first generation Mexican American student, Mike Rose, a man who was placed into the wrong educational track in high