My Community College Experience

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