My Educational Journey : My Journey To Education

Over the past eighteen years I have been alive, there have not been any real challenges I have faced in my pursuit of education. I come from a family of immigrants that managed to find themselves a good life, away from the ghetto and the poverty line, through hard work. Both my parents had to move to a place away from everything they knew to learn English as a second language to give their children, myself included, a better chance at life, and I can gladly say their effort was not in vain. If there was one thing I struggled with in pursuit of my education, it would have to be myself.

I entered my school academically oriented and athletically lackadaisical. But after seeing how the school took inner-city kids and taught them that athletic victory and academic victory lead to success, I decided to be victorious in both ways… and this meant hard work. Sophomore year it meant playing piano for school-wide chapel every week and tutoring Rico, our soccer team’s goalie, in Pre-Calculus. Junior year it meant starting the school’s first book club, joining the wrestling team, and gaining ten pounds of muscle in the gym. And senior year it meant becoming a varsity soccer captain, winning our team’s first Regional Championship, and being the first student in the school’s history to receive the AP Scholar Award… though I still struggle with Spanish and Tupac references here and

My early education shaped my motivations and philosophy in both negative and positive ways. At a young age, I became motivated to read and learn as much as possible. I regularly outperformed all of my peers in school and became focused on showing everyone that I was superior to them. Consequently, I continued to perform better and became convinced that I was smarter than my classmates and friends. Despite being given chances to excel in elementary school; in fifth, sixth, and seventh grade I was not sufficiently challenged and was disappointed that my time in school felt wasted. This was particularly frustrating because I had contemplated skipping sixth grade, but was discouraged to do so. Halfway through seventh grade I had the opportunity to challenge myself again. This time it did not influence my motivation or work habits; instead, I learned self-humility and had my personal philosophy reshaped.

Ever since I was a little girl my education has been something that I held very close to my heart. My family always explained education to me as something vital to a successful life and as something you couldn’t simply just do the bare minimum to get by. They always encouraged my learning and presented it in a fun, enjoyable way. To say the least, I took this lesson my family instilled in me very seriously. Because of this, I have spent the majority of my life doing the most I can and giving my best, hardest effort to become more knowledgeable about anything and everything around me.

Attaining an education, or simply learning, has always been a rather important component of my life. From an early age, I was captivated by the idea of knowledge; of discovering things I did not know existed; it slowly became my dream to learn as much as I possibly could. As I got older I also realized that a good education had a significantly high correlation with opportunities in respectable careers. I also began to understand that in addition to my hopes and dreams of getting an education, my parents also shared the same hopes and dreams for myself along with the hope that I would be able to establish a career for myself. It was truly evident as I continued to grow, with the guidance of my parents that I wished to dedicate my life to learning and to invest in an education.

My early education has been shaped by a very difficult challenge, but also many positive circumstances have formed my way of learning. I was home schooled throughout my grade school years, but due to financial and family circumstances throughout that period; I was lacking in my education. Throughout, my school years I always felt dumb, and that I could not connect with all my friends who went to “normal” school. Also, I feared how my future would turn out. “Would I be able to go to college? Could I get a decent job? What would happen to me?” This trial of education has been one of the most formative events

As if struck by lightning, I realized the importance of my education. Every day I treated school as my personal gateway to hell, pretending to be sick so I wouldn't have to go. Never once did I think that somewhere, someone else would be thrilled to have the opportunities available to me. I began to take school seriously, and as I grew older, I began to teach my grandmother how to read her mother language. She was just learning to read books when we had to relocate to the United States. My mother shaped my life in regard to the cultures I was forced into, which I gradually adopted as my own. Italy, Spain, France, England, I had lived in more places than I could count. The move to the States excited me beyond belief. I was overjoyed by the opportunities to learn in England, but in comparison the ones in Florida overwhelmed me. Everywhere I turned there were opportunities to further my education, which I grasped hungrily. Soon, I yearned for more, leading to my ventures into the unknown, which soon became the very-well known. I took a computer science class, and within a year mastered all the corners, the ins and

From the time I first started talking, my mom instilled in me an appreciation for all facets of learning. Looking back, I now understand how important one’s values, principles, and experiences help shape individuals. It is the culmination of both my mom’s passion for teaching and my desire to make an impact in the lives of future students that I have chosen to pursue a degree in education. In my four years of post-secondary education at Lebanon Valley College, I hope to obtain a bachelor’s degree in Early Childhood Special Education.

Hello Ashley it is a great pleasure to meet you and I'm looking forward to working with you throughout this eight week journey. I applaud you on wanting to open a daycare and work with children, people that teach children do you have a very special place in their hearts for them. Being a teacher or even being around children at a daycare you get to see different reactions or side effects of a child's behavior. I currently raising a child who has a disorder which I think it is bipolar but that is yet to be determined. Good luck on your research paper and your educational journey.

Throughout one’s whole educational career, one is constantly asked “What are you going to be when you grow up?” For some this answer to this question comes easy, while others struggle to find the answer. As I analyze my academic journey thus far, I find myself at a crossroads. I find that even though I have no concrete answer to this question, I do have a passion that has been evident since the day I began my educational journey.

Life is about choices. Some we Regret, some we're proud of. Some will haunt us forever. The message: we are what we chose to be. Graham Brown. My journey into the program is very interesting and also, fun. In the past I was in the call to adventure and meeting the mentor stage of my journey, in the present moment I am in the approach stage of my journey and moving on to the future, I will probably be in the road back or the resurrection stage of this special journey of mine.

I have not had many jobs. However, the few that I did were meaningful and taught me a great deal. One such job was the one I held during the summer of my sophomore year. I worked at one of the many North Star Charter schools that serve students of several minority groups in my hometown of Newark, NJ. During my time at North Star, I helped design curriculum for the General Educational Development (GED) program. I gained insight into methods used to teach adults, some far removed from high school by as many as twenty years. I had the opportunity to see how the teachers would adapt the methods originally used to teach their elementary students to educate their GED students. This experience sparked my interest in alternative methods of education

Education is a path that begins a wonderful journey that never should be confused with a decision that leads to a destination. Education neither starts nor ends with degree or diploma, it is a lifelong journey. My wondrous journey began in kindergarten in 2003. It wasn't easy for me because that was the first place I ever got to interact with people, mainly kids at my age. When I began, I had to take the basic

This story has to begin in my middle school years. At this age, I was already being tested annually amongst my peers. My parents had already received grades from the prior year letting them know that I was excelling in math and science. This year was different, this year they kept emphasizing on how it counts. And how it did. The grade I had received on these standardized tests statewide were enough to push me to the next level.

Education is a journey through the universe. The universe is enormous and seems to have no end. If a person wants to be truly educated, he or she must spend years in school studying both important and trivial information. The material in the solar system represents the years a student spends in school. The remaining space in the universe is the endless learning one does outside of the classroom.