worked in Higher Education, my passion and dedication in the field has been driven towards experiencing the growth and development of students. My tenure in the field began at a Historically Black College and University in which also happened to be my Alma Mata. Now 10 years later, I would never imagine that I would still be working in a position to help cultivate and develop the minds of our future leaders. My career thus far has allowed me to work at a Community College, where I have taken a keen
I am asked about my story, I have to start gathering pieces from different places. I was born and raised in Colombia, graduated from high school in Costa Rica, and came to the United States shortly after turning eighteen. During my first years here, I could not utter more than a few words in English. Like many immigrants, I studied the language while working as home health aide, housekeeper, and even as a production worker at a chocolate factory. As I grew more confident with my communication skills
It never crossed my mind that both my academic life and the privilege to attend USC would ever be in jeopardy. At first, I believed that my transition from a community college into a 4-year institution would essentially be a walk at the park. Unfortunately, to my dismay, I was wrong. I underestimated the level of work and effort that was required out of me from this university in order to be successful. Instead, I overestimated my abilities and trusted my poor sense of judgement. This mentality consequently
I had just started my first year of community college at the end of summer in the year 201x. I decided weeks before when I was signing up for classes to take all of my hard required classes (math, english and science) first. I figured since I hadn’t been a very diligent student in high school that if I took the hard classes first, I’d be able to breeze through them with some newfound college energy. That college energy would only last me about a week, even if I had properly rationed it. It had all
Througout my academic career, I have learned as much about myself as I have learned in school, whether it be from high school, to community college, and my journey that lead me to Arizona State University. I can honestly say as my parents did, that I wish I would’ve tried harder in high school. I scraped by taking the easiest classes possible and choosing to take the easy way out. Looking at my transcript makes me cringe, because I know that I am capable of so much more. I wish that I would’ve taken
Hello, my friend. How are you? It has been a while since I get no call, no messages from you. Hope you’re doing well. Since last couple of weeks I think of writing a letter, but time here is fast and my schedules are always busy. Since school work is all I really do in my spare time. Can you believe it has already been ten months since I left India? I miss it over there, but my intension for moving to the United States was to finish my masters and be in the best university and get a nice job in our
every professor, every experience and every friend that has brought me to where I am today; graduating with my Bachelor of Arts in Communication Studies with a concentration in applied communication from Kent State University, I feel overwhelmed with gratitude. I am going to demonstrate my reflections on my learning experiences, the connections between my coursework, internship experience, and growth as a communicator while focusing on the power that education has in my life. My journey began at Lakeland
One of my more vivid experiences of public speaking was when I was taking a class at a community college. While taking this class I would often have to give speeches and demonstrations in front of the class. As I was waiting for my turn to give my very first speech, I was very certain that I would have no problems at all, it would a piece of cake, or so I thought. All of a sudden, I hear my name being called as it was my turn to deliver a knockout performance, but as I stood in front of that small
ownership of my life, I will remember of Houston Community College (HCCs); despite the downfalls I experienced regarding my academic achievements. In this journey, every person that I had the opportunity to spend some time with, thought me a something. However, there is one that although we spent just one semester, it felt like a life. And I call her the professor who changed my life. She was my instructor from the introduction to communication class “Speech 1301,” her class helped to boost my confidence
As a first generation college student in my family, it has been an enriching experience attending Wake Technical Community College. I have learned a lot about myself, and why I love pursuing my education. I have experienced diversity, and a passion for lifelong learning. I am very proud to say that I will be graduating with an Associates Degree in Early Childhood, and I am very excited for the next chapter in my life. I hope that next chapter will be attending Meredith College to pursue a bachelor's