I want to end this story on a happy note. I really do. But I dread me going away to college, leaving Inaara in high school. But I dread the idea of me pouring all of my hard work into this essay and only see the minus on my transcript. But I dread the day I'm going to have to confront Andrew, the kid with aspirations to football in college, about playing lineman instead of wide receiver again next season, signifying the fact that our passing in the morning had truly been for nothing. At least the essay I’ve dreaded for so long is now finished.
I think everyone should get at least some education after high school. Three main reasons why you should go to college after high school is first you more professional when applying for a job, next you can meet more people and socialize, lastly is self discovery.
I decided to drop out my freshman year of high school. Dropping out of school is because my grandma past on my 15th birthday, but promising me before her death that she would be there with me through my journey of high school. I was at a basketball game when I found out my grandma had fell from using the toilet and couldn’t breath, my uncle "grandpa" was the one at the house with her at the time of her fall. He tried recovering her with oxygen and providing her CPR. He brought her back, but then 30 seconds later she past again. He called the paramedics, they have arrived to the scene immediately after the call. They rushed her to the hospital. I was at the basketball game when I got the second call from my cousins' stating that my grandma
Back in elementary school, I generally had a great distaste for everything science; I preferred math. Science seemed too simple and I disapproved of the slow-moving pace. One day a year the school hosted Science Matters Day, my favorite people, Scientists, were invited to visit; they brought all kinds of fun activities. One of my favorite memories of all has to be the day they made a hard-boiled egg sink into a bottle. The experiment was still simple, but it was different from anything we had ever done before. This experiment included the use of a flame to produce heat and create pressure. I thought it was interesting, and I was hooked.
I made the decision to go back to school for many different reasons. I saw it as an opportunity to continue my education, potentially make more money in my career and prove to myself that I could accomplish this goal. Even after, placing this personal goal on hold for the past ten years, having three children and working. I knew this would definitely help me in the long run. It has always been dream of mine to graduate from college. To do what only two of my family members before me have done. Growing up in Compton, California. College wasn't an option for most, however I was fortunate enough to have parents who believed in me and my sisters and really pushed us to continue to further our education. I believe moving forward if I stay persistent
Going back to school has placed a lot of things in perspective for me. It took me five years to continue with school once more. These four weeks of FOR110 course allowed me to see that time is precious and not take it for granted. I realized to become a professional is not an easy task and it takes a lot of hard work and dedication. My oldest son Jaeden heard from his mother I was going to school and he was shocked that I take classes while working a 12 hour shift, five days a week. I saw him and my youngest son, Jayson, two weeks after he found out his dad is a student and I could tell he wanted to tell me something. While in the car, driving to the movies, he told me he was proud of me and wanted to be just like me. Man, that really made my day; however, I told him that I want you to be better than I am. The reason I went back to school was to ensure our life will always remain a plentiful one, therefore take what I teach and convey to you and become a better man than I ever will. Allow your little brother to see what a man who took the teachings of his father and achieved greater can be.
I’m Andy Adams a Junior in high school and in early middle college. I clearly don’t have a favorite subject yet, but soon enough. In English class I’m a little rusty on some stuff, but can work through it. I’m very motivated, when there is an assignment I’m on it right away and get done. I do get rusty on test and I still get retakes if I failed miserably and still get on it. I’m very good in English like I get a B previous English classes.
I know that college will be challenging for me because, lacking knowledge of computer skills, health issues, and work. First of all, knowledge of the computer is difficult for me because I grew up not receiving training on computers. Furthermore, I have trouble with my memory, due to my pass , I suffer from several diabilities.Furthermore,my short term memory lost plays a major part in accomplishing my goals.
Moving to college was one of the biggest and most terrifying moments of my life so far. I was absolutely terrified to move out on my own and move away from the life I had always known. But moving away to college has been the best decision I have ever made. I have had an amazing college experience so far. I have met so many people and have been challenged in ways I never even thought possible. I have accomplished some great things like joining Sigma Eta Rho which is a professional fraternity for health professions. I also received the opportunity to become a part of their leadership team. I have joined a group on campus called StuMo, which stands for student mobilization. The goal of this group is to build spiritual leaders for Christ from the college campuses of the world. These things are only a preview of all the things college has brought me, but one of the
It has always been hard for me to properly envision my future, as it is always changing. As a child I thought of becoming a doctor, in middle school I dreamt of becoming a journalist, and my plans for the future are still shifting. However, there has always been one common element among my aspirations for the future, and that is the desire to engage in and improve the lives of others. This central desire is what leads me to choose Georgetown as the school which perfectly encapsulates my interests.
The first morning I walk into my job I actually went to the wrong floor but I got there eventually. I felt very nervous, as any other freshmen intern would feel. Everyone at accounting said I was cute and tiny, which I thought was good. They didn’t have me work on anything major as it was my first day so I don’t think they want to overwhelm me with work on my first day. I could instantly tell that I would like it here, everyone was so nice and it was like they were family and I wanted to be a part of that family. Now that I’m at the end of my first year I can proudly say that I have fulfilled my goal of getting to know many of my co-workers and forming a bond with most of them. I’ve learned many things from my co-workers. They’ve given me advice about school and how I should carry myself through the future. For that, I can’t thank them enough on how much of an impact they have made in my high school experience.
In high school, students dream of getting a scholarship to go to the school of their choice. I truly feel that I deserve the scholarship because I have worked my hardest and done my absolute best to dedicate myself to my education. I've been through a lot personally within my family that has affected me immensely, but despite it all I was able to retreat to my strong mindset of putting my education first, even if that means before my problems.
Attending high school, just like attendign college is about finding oneself, working hard, introducing challenging ideas and solutions, making friends, and altogether growing up. Receiving education from an urban highschool could make the continuation of education a difficult task due to over crowding in the classrooms or lack of funding for materials. Another problem that seems to be in place is what is thoguht about when hearing urban schools. Many think about one extreme or another: a student comes from a wealthy family or a student comes from a poor family, espeically when comparing public and private institutions. While monetary funds do play a role in the college process, that is not the only defining factor.
When I was 5 my family and I moved to California. We moved to a small city named Hemet. I started school here since kindergarten I went to an elementary school called Hemet Elementary. The school was a nice looking school kind of old but big. Overtime, the school had a problem with a water leak and was flooding. Due to that problem they closed the school down and transferred every kid that went to that school to another school. Everyone got split up to different schools because there were too many kids to put just at one school. I ended up getting to go to Whittier Elementary for fifth grade. As I got older I went through puberty at an early age so in a way I matured up faster. I started to notice that I liked different things as I got into middle school. I wasn’t into childish
It's difficult growing up with a family who believes that you would be a drop out and a mother by the time your 17. Since I was a kid, I have seen and heard about family dropping out of high school and not going to college. Their reasons always were that they were falling behind or they got pregnant. If they did go to college, they always dropped out. I never really had anyone to motivate me to achieve anything until I met my dad and stepmom. They always told me that I am capable of doing anything I want and they support me. Then I was exposed to God and I learn that through Him, I can do anything.
In June of 2015, I achieved my greatest personal achievement to date; I graduated high school. Graduations are a rite of passage in our culture. Hallmark even has an entire section of cards dedicated to the occasion. For me personally, graduating high school ignited an orb of hope and positivity within me that allows me to reflect upon the numerous years of my education as a journey with both peaks and valleys. High school was a valley that required me to attain new levels of determination and perseverance. I can vividly remember running up to my guidance counselor after the ceremony to thank her and just repeating, “ I did it!” in a state of euphoria or incredulity at my own accomplishment. For most of my high school career I did not believe that I would live to see the class of 2015 graduate let alone graduate with them.