As I have come closer and closer to my end of formal education, I have reflected on what I want to accomplish by the time I enter into college, which is approaching very soon. I have worked extremely hard in school and out of school to keep up with my tough academic courses, lacrosse, and community service. It has been imperative for me to work hard in high school because the knowledge I have learned from all of my amazing teachers has led me to a point where I can gather all of that knowledge and apply it to a specific field of work. If I keep working hard in college, I will open up opportunities for myself to gain internships, which will shape my future for a potential job that can arise. I strive to make a difference and lead in the technological
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When immigrants move to the United States of America, most are pursuing one thing: the American Dream. The American dream states that through hard work and dedication, you can achieve greatness and provide for your family and never have to wonder about the what if’s in life. When I am successful later in life, I want to be able to say that I earned and worked hard for everything that I have acquired. Hard work comes in many forms, but for me the most relevant is the hard work that it takes to do well in an educational based culture. Many peers around me blew off their senior year and take pride in all the wrong things, but I knew that this was the year that would make or break my transcript and I take pride in the difficult classes I decided to take and the grades I have been receiving in those classes.
High School was hard for me. Not in terms of course work but emotionally it was difficult. I had no guidance and had an overwhelming feeling of being an outcast. My bi-racial heritage—African American and Irish—made it difficult for me to fit in with any one ethnic group and exacerbated the feeling of isolation. Eventually I found the solace of alcohol and drugs and from there I began to drift. I dropped out in eleventh grade and spent a year in an out-patient program meeting regularly with a consulor and therapist. During this time, seduced by the plaintive moans of the blues, I taught myself to play guitar, a skill that would prove life saving in the dark years ahead. The next year I found my way back to a new school and graduated on time, but my problems with drugs and
Imagine me -- a hotshot 14 year old, destined for the Ivy leagues, captain of the JV wrestling squad (weighing in at an impressive 5'3", 115 pounds), and an overall smart alec strolling into high school as if it owed me something. Failure was not a part of my claimed impressive and nothing could stop me from being top of my class (spoiler if you haven't looked at the rest of my application: I'm not).
I believe that I am a perfect recipient for this award. I am a hard working student, who strives for greatness. I am the first in my family to go to college. I am not only doing great in my academics, but I also inspire my family to pursue their dreams. There is no required age to continue your career path, and I always pass this message
Coming into High School, I had no idea what to expect. I was at a point of just starting to have to exert effort into studying and preparing for classes. Halfway through freshman year, I have now discovered more about myself, and how I must work in order to sucede.
Since kindergarten it’s been drilled into me to “make good grades” “if you don’t do your homework you aren’t going anywhere this weekend”. As I got older I mastered the art of convincing my parents “I did all of my homework” or “I know everything on the test tomorrow”, in order to get out of having to more than the bare minimum of work. Throughout elementary and middle school I could get away with slacking off and somehow managed to pull my grades up to A’s at the end of each semester. When I began high school my grades took a turn for the worse and I realized that it was a lot harder to dig myself out of the hole created by my laziness.
Am I ready for high school? What changes am I going to make to be successful? Do I have my short and long term goals planned out? Many questions that I was asked right before my first year of high school are ones that I didn't take literal notice of. It wasn't that those questions weren't important and wouldn't have been beneficial. It was mainly being that walking into high school for the first time I didn’t know where to go, who to talk to, and most importantly what were my goals after graduating. At the time my mind was set on childish attributes such as what girls would be there, was I well groomed, or how many of my friends did I have in my class . While growing up I never had anyone explain to me the significance of a GPA . I didn't
“By taking the time to stop and appreciate who you are and what you've achieved - and perhaps learned through a few mistakes, stumbles and losses - you actually can enhance everything about you. Self-acknowledgment and appreciation are what give you the insights and awareness to move forward toward higher goals and accomplishments” (Jack Canfield). This quote shows that despite the little slip ups that life sometimes gives people, they need to always remember what they have accomplished, and the new goals that people can accomplish as well. I, like many people, have goals that I want to achieve in my life, some are big, some are small, but all can be achieved if people try hard enough. That’s what I did during my freshman year of highschool,
Doing well in school has always been a priority for me. I recognize that many people around the world do not have the opportunity to go to school and get an education. Going to school is a privilege (I will be the first one in my family to graduate college), so I want to make the most of it. Understanding the material that I am learning in the classroom and then applying it to real-life work has been my goal throughout my college career. To accomplish this, I start with good grades.
Junior year, perhaps the most important year in highschool, aside from senior year. It's the period in which your suppose to feel the most relaxed social wise as you by now have established a group a friends and get comfortable branching out with all of yours peers, It is also the year in which your academics matter the most. In other words the most stressful and difficult year yet. All these expectations of this year have definitely been a reality to me. I'm definitely not stressing out on what crowd I belong to and who I should and shouldn’t hang out with. I have definitely felt the pressure of all my classes and having to keep up with all of them. From my two AP classes to taking a third year of chinese. I have tried to seek out more opportunities that will set me apart from other students as colleges look for the individual when alling. In my efforts of that I took part in the Los Angeles World Affairs Council meeting with the California senator , Adam Schiff in which I grew both as global
Despite having played the flute for over 6 years now, I can still never quite shake the feeling of nervousness upon a performance. No matter how much I practice or how easy it really is, the fear of failure always finds me. There was one time in particular where I was to play the national anthem alone, for the first time. Not only was I panicking over the amount of people I had to play in front of, but also because I knew the “Star-Spangled Banner” is so iconic that if I messed up, I would certainly die of my own shame. I stood backstage, much too tense to even sit. Through sweaty hands I kept going over the fingerings; I couldn’t afford to mess up… it had to be perfect. In the final minutes before the ceremony commenced, my panic grew only
Each May, all of the students from Ole Miss, Mississippi State, and Mississippi College come back home to Tupelo for summer break. For the first couple of weeks they are all excited to be reunited with their high school buddies, but eventually they run out of things to do and places to eat and they spend the rest of their break waiting for the fall term to start. I don't want to spend my college summers back at home doing the same exact things I have done since i was thirteen. During my summers at college, I want to working in Africa, studying in Spain, and serving others in Honduras.
I am the type of person to be determined and focused on completing a goal. I will not rest and will keep on trying until I have succeeded, I have learned to never give up on things and to have hope. I’m a average person that only wants to be successful in life and wants to encourage everyone around me to do the same. I want to become a simon scholar in order to further exceed my education and life in general. I have overcame poverty in my early years of education, when times were rough on my family and my parents had lost their jobs.
Do you know what hard work smells like? Does it have a sound? It comes in different scents and sounds, but for me, hard work is the scent of home cooked meals and the sound of happy customers and employees. Or even the sound of the crack of the bat and the sound of a baseball hitting the glove. Growing up, my father always told me “with enough hard work, you can achieve anything.” To me, those were just words that parents tell their kids. My father built up a successful business from nothing. My father worked long hours, but in the little time we did have together my father emphasized the value of hard work in order to achieve the dreams I aspired to have. All the hard work and sacrifices he had made for his dreams became evident after he