I Want To Go To High School

I have become my own person. I have become more dependable and have a better understanding of knowing what is right and standing up for others. By having a job, this has also helped me to become who I am. Working has helped me to have a more positive attitude about life and have become a good problem solver. It has helped to start thinking about the future and starting to invest for it. Throughout high school I’ve also played many sports. Being part of a team has helped me to learn that everyone on the team is a leader and you have to be able to say positive and support your teammates even when you are

My parents, who moved to Guam from the Philippines, lived through a much harder time than my siblings and I have. My mother finished high school in the Philippines, then moved to Guam for college. After completing her first year, she placed her education on hold and worked to support her family in the Philippines. She bounced between jobs for two years, then met my father. At twenty years old, she withdrew herself from the workforce to do what most women consider to be the most important job: being a mother.

From the time I was born until the age of twelve, my family struggled with the basic necessities of life. My father worked endless hours in a factory, and yet somehow came home with a smile on his face. As a young kid, I never knew we were struggling. The thought had never occurred to me. As I got older I started to realize that my single father was working his life away to care and provide for his two little girls. He completely put aside his well-being because as long as his girls were cared for, nothing else mattered. Life was never easy, but as a young adult today, I have come to accept that my background has been a prerequisite for greatness, for it is our backgrounds that define who we are. The way we are raised, the way we are taught to believe, and the way we are taught to act, make us who we are today.

Living in the United States wasn’t any easier for my dad. Having no parents meant he had no permanent home. He lived with his sponsors that helped him come to the United States. My dad knew very little english and was enrolled into high school. There he and many Hmongs were discriminated by other students. After graduating High School my dad received his first job where he worked for minimum wage. Even though having a job my dad still had no permanent home. He moved in with his uncles that treated them poorly. My dad had to sleep in an attic that had a broken window in the harsh Minnesota winter. That night it was twenty below zero and my dad had three thick blankets on still struggling to stay warm. After thirty long years our family has came a long ways. Today we are fulfilling the American dream in the natural state of Arkansas.

My high school career taught me very important lessons in how to succeed in my academics and as a student. I have always been that type of student that

I am eager for what my future has in store for me. I am apprehensive about the obstacles i will have to overcome on my way to success. I have a great deal of support from my friends and family when it comes to what I am driven to do after graduating from Buckingham Charter Magnet High School. Throughout all the years of my school career, I have always been indecisive about what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. Buckingham Charter Magnet High School has helped me finally decide that I wanted to go to Solano Community College to attend their Cosmetology Program.

My dad came from Mexico at the age of 17 to better his living conditions because his family was poor and they had worked hard all their lives. My dad did not finish school he only got to fourth grade, but he was determined to improve his conditions not only for him but for his future family. My dad’s family is not very close so when my dad arrived in the United States he stayed with his brother, but my uncle did not really help my dad out so instead of telling him to go to school he told my dad to go to work. My dad started cutting lawns and working outside and then he started working for the school district outside in the hot sun, and slowly he went up, he is not a manager or a boss or anything, but he is a painter he works inside in the air conditioning fixing things , and while it doesn’t seem like much he is able to provide and give us what we want and need. My dad is just one person, but he is a good example of people coming to the United States to live in better conditions that what they did

In the early 90s, my parents immigrated to the United States from Ivory Coast, West Africa. Growing up with little to nothing they came to the United States to seek opportunity for a better life for themselves and future family. When I was born it meant a lot to my parents, not only did they have a healthy child but they had a child born on U.S soil. This meant that I would receive and be granted opportunities that they never got a chance to receive.

A week before the age of sixteen I was offered a job at a local fashion boutique that was not even hiring because my unique style caught their eyes. From then on I began my journey up the stairs in the world of fashion. I started my job as a sales associate; I greeted customers and tended to their style needs and wants, until early December when our store closed down due to a bigger company buying our building out from under us. It was a disappointment right before the holidays, but I took it as a positive and focused on school work and other activities as a high school student and athlete. Little

Growing up, my parents have been my inspiration. Back in 1999, my family made the tough decision to leave Algeria during the civil war. The country was in turmoil and my parents wanted to escape to the United States. My mother was fortunate enough to be picked for Visa’s for the entire family. I remember my mom holding me in her arms, hearing her heart beat fast, and listening to the small prayers she would whisper. She brought me a government building in the capital, Algiers. My mother had the idea that if she brought youngest child it would increase her chance in the Visa lottery draw. At the time, the Algerian government was giving out a handful of visas to Algerian citizens. The room was silent while people were waiting for their family

Some people say that the four years of high school are the best years of school. Others say that the four years of high school are the worst years of school, but I say that the four years of high school were the most influential in shaping my future goals and carving my character. Through the education and experiences gained at Lennox High School, I have grown into the person I am today.

Kevin Torres Is an an ambitious senior at Marian High School, where he loves to play soccer and be part of various clubs throughout the school. He is the senior class president at Marian and enjoys working, traveling, reading and spending time with his family. Kevin has been working since Freshman year at InterCambio Express and has had a passion for business since as long as he can remember. During the summer if he is not working, attending soccer camps or business programs, he is spending time with his family both in Mexico and the United States.Kevin is a decisive young man who loves to learn, try new things, and give back to the community through the Women’s Care Center, St. Vincent in Elkhart and other organizations. In college, Kevin wants to major in Accounting and International Business with a minor in French and Entrepreneurship.

My parents did not come to San Diego with a lot of money, they only had ten million dong when they came, which to me sounded like a lot but my mom laughed and told me it was a thousand dollars in the U.S. For my parents, this meant they would go homeless in two months if one of them did not find any sort of work. For the first month, it was very difficult for them to find a job because they did not know how to find one. My mother would tell me how my father was a very strong man and yet no one would hire him because he would not know what to say during the interview. My mother would tell me how there were many nights she would fall asleep crying because she would think back to Vietnam when she was with her family and friends, where she did not feel limited or restricted by anything but money, and how now that she was here in San Diego, it was not only money but also her opportunity to socialize and communicate with many of the people around her. Even with my father by her side, she felt helpless and excluded from the community, like she no longer had a voice. Fortunately, near the end of the first month, one of the Vietnamese neighbors actually noticed my parents and greeted them. This man had a family and welcomed my parents greatly. He even helped my father find a job and get access to government services such as rent assistance, Medi-Cal and Food Stamps. Many immigrants share the same experiences my parents

When I was younger, I knew exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up. As a matter of fact, I knew that I wanted to go into the medical field all the way up to high school. Then, to everyone's surprise, my decision began to waver. Suddenly I was so unsure of what career I wanted to jump into. I was told that it was perfectly normal and that I had all of high school to figure it out. Well here I am, nearing the end of high school, and I still am just as clueless as I was after I entered. I thought something was wrong with me because everyone around me seems so sure about what they're going to college for when high school ends. I felt as though it was absolutely necessary for me to know because I'm the first one in my family to go to college.

At the age of 20 my dad pick up and set off on his journey that would change his life immensely. The journey was long and one of the hardest things he's done in his life, he walked to America from Guatemala by foot with three of his friends. The constant fear that you will not make through the desert, across the river or over the mountains has made a lasting imprint on my father that has made him who he is today. It was a difficult journey seeing people along the way and then not seeing them again because they have passed away, having to sleep on the ground and mountains in all types of climate with no shelter, having to swim across the Rio Grande, and having to jump on moving trains to move faster. There are so many risks involved with with this journey that some people can’t get past and luckily my father made it past them. My father has been working hard since a young age and to this day is constantly working hard in order to provide for his family, he started working at the age of six on farms before and after school.