At the beginning of High school, my Dad would always start these conversations about the various places he got to visit, and the different things he accomplished while serving and much of an impact it made in his life. I guess that was his way of hinting that I should think about going into the service. About my junior year of high school, I started to think more about what I wanted to do after graduating high school. I figured I still had a lot of time to decide what I wanted to do, but time was ticking. Graduation time was slowly approaching, and I still wasn’t set on joining the Military yet. I wanted to go to college, and get my Bachelor’s Degree in Business Administration, so that’s what I did. I was a full-time student at a local community college, plus working between 8-12 hours on night shift at the U.S. Post office. The money I was making was good, but very tiresome as well. Five to six times a week I would drive 45 minutes to work, get off, drive an hour and fifteen minutes to school, and 25 minutes from school back home. One day I decided to now entertain the service. I didn’t know which branch I wanted to join, but I knew the ones I didn’t want to join. Marines, Navy, and Coast Guard was out, just didn’t seem like anything I wanted to be a part of. I went and spoke with an Air Force Recruiter, I was sold until he said it was a 3 ½ month waiting list. That wasn’t going to work for me because I needed to get away now. All the branch recruiting stations were in this
Going through high school the days were all the same, except for game days. There was just something different about the culture of the school. You could almost feel the excitement in the air. Every “Good luck tonight,” that was received made it feel like the whole school was rooting for me. This was my senior year and tonight was an especially big game. The game that night would decide if we made playoffs and if I could step on the court as a Hawk again.
Coming into high school was amazing because it was nice to experience, a whole new school setting. But in reality my first year was the worst year. I lost my grandfather along with three uncles, and it shook my whole year. The fact that i am still in school is outstanding, when i look upon it. The most difficult obstacle for me was getting back on track after what i went through my freshman year high school.
My transition into high school was as easy as taking a breath. I had always found school quiet easy and I never had to put much effort into getting promising grades. Before high school I had my whole life figured out, or at least I thought I did. I had planned that I would attend a law school or major in English. After a while of being in high school I started to realize many things. My parents did not have the financial stability to send me to a law school, I was not as smart as all the other kids, little by little I began struggling with a negative mentality about myself and my future. I slowly let go of my dream of becoming a lawyer and decided to join the Health Careers Academy. Soon enough, I began to have a deep interest in the medical field but then again I continued to have the same question; how can I afford going to a medical school? I did not know much about college or what it took to get into college. I assumed I just had to have a pretty transcript and that was all it took. My self confidence began to lower as I saw how other students cruised through their high school years so effortlessly. I never wanted to ask for help because I did not want to seem “dumb”. I would bite my tongue and hold in all the unanswered questions I had. My junior year, I was having a very difficult time. I had a tight schedule which consisted of almost all AP or honors courses. I slowly began to give up because I did not believe that I could do it. I let my grades slip failing almost
Starting high school was a challenge. There are new surroundings and new people to please and impress. Classes were difficult, not because the work was hard but because there was nothing that was the same. New school, new teachers, and new faces to try to please were to much to handle when everything was falling apart at home As time went on, the smile face mask I had to wear everyday got thicker and thicker and it was getting more difficult to put on every morning. The only thing I would do when I got home was do my homework, read a book, maybe watch a little TV, nibble on dinner then go to bed. That was my life and that was my routine for 2 years. When I did go out with friends I would be home way to early and nothing really happened to make
After sitting at the same desk for three years, I figured I was beyond seeing anything new. I was wrong. After that third year I saw a lot more than I thought I would. I went up to high school and everything was so much different. The grades were harder, the assignments were harder and the teachers were harder.
When that year ended and I was transitioning to high school, Mr. Joyner made a decision to move me, Ja’quez, and Emmaus Holder up to the high school team known as HYPE. I was unsure of myself at first, I didn’t think I could or would make it on the varsity team of the organization. But that year, I saw a great improvement in myself. I got straight A’s that school year. I started becoming a better leader in the organization. That year we went undefeated and won the NC Step Show Championship, the Battle of the Border championship, and we even won the CIAA step show in the high school division. At one point, I was told I was going to be the next captain of HYPE. But, it was given fairly to my Immanuel Thomas and he is doing a very good job and has really taken up the mantle as captain. In the organization, I am know as “Grit” because of my impressive grit face. It originated from the first CIAA the organization ever went to and I was told I needed a new and
Growing up I learned about financial trouble by my parents telling me that Santa’s workshop is under construction, so he’s limited on supplies. I got told that at a young age and at the time I didn’t understand. Once I got older and started following financial situations and saving money, I realized what they meant. Looking back at it now, it isn’t a big deal because I understand what happened. At the time I was upset because I knew I wasn’t going to get everything on my list.
The summer of 2012 was the start of the downward spiral into my high school career. This ass hole guy decided to dump me and my dumb ass kept going after him when I know I shouldn’t have so I got hella drunk one night (as a 14 year old) and made this hilarious video with my bff that people hated apparently even though we looked hot. And so we got kicked out of cheer lol. Stupid mrs hatfield even had the vid on her phone like wtf lol. So yeah great start to high school.
During his twenty-five years serving in the Navy my father had his fair share of deployment. As a child I did not understand why he was gone for so long so often. I did not understand why at times of tension and crisis (9/11 in particular) he was headed in to work while my sister and I were taken home. It was not until I grew older that I truly understood the importance and weight of his duty- that there are always individuals that are called upon to protect and serve this nation. I was able to recognize the deep sense of pride and honor that came from his time in the Navy. Never once in my life did he suggest that I pursue a career in the military. A life of service to this nation is not something to be taken lightly. It is something that requires the entirety of one’s passion and dedication. I want to become an officer in the United States Army because I am compelled by my desire to serve this great nation and my aspiration to fully realize my leadership potential and put it to the best use
When I was at Tad Gormley watching the Blue Jays and realized I couldn’t stand, I learned not everything goes as planned. My parents were helping my sister move into college, so I was attending the Jesuit football game with a babysitter. During the celebration following a score, I knocked my water bottle onto the track; so, in order to retrieve it, I decided to jump over the fence that separates the field and the stands. It didn’t seem like a monumental task as I had jumped over that same four-foot fence multiple times that game alone. Unfortunately, I was standing at a poorly patched area in the fence and as I jumped my foot barely caught the edge of it. Consequently, I fell awkwardly, but I rotated my body to avoid hitting my head and ended
Transitioning from junior high to high school for a 14 year old is just short of “peeing your pants” worthy. It’s exciting yet terrifying all at the same time. You realize you will be attending school with so many new people and you have to entirely memorize a new maze of hallways and meet with new teachers, it can be overwhelming. Especially for me, I came from a class of 31 students at a private school, most of which I’ve gone to school with since Kindergarten. In my class of 31 students, there were 3 African Americans and 2 Mexicans, everyone else was Caucasian. Now I wouldn’t consider myself racist at all, more like “innocently unaware” of the vast majority of different ethnicities and races. My ignorance was not out of spite, but from my lack of experience, and to have such a lack of cultural diversity up until you are a
Going into High School I didn’t know what to expect, I was nervous but I knew what classes I wanted to take and get over with. World Geography was an option and I was discussing it with my sister, she did let me know that there would be mostly all sophomores in that class because it was a sophomore class. That did get me a bit nervous because I only work well with a certain amount of people. The first day of school I was a little calm because when I walked in, I already knew most of the people in my class. Somethings that I will take from World Geography is how I somehow managed to improve on my time management skills, with the help of Mr. Brubaker and DJ, I got to see what I needed to improve in my writing and I took what I learned in this
I have wanted to go into the military since i was very young. Most children say that they want to be a firefighter or a doctor, but i said that i wanted to be in the military. I remeber looking at pictures and learning about military officers and i felt called to be one of those men. My decision and dreams never changed, as most childrens do when they realize the work required. But for reasons beyond my comprehension, my desire of a miltary life never wavered. Both of my parents' fathers served in the military, one n the Air Force and one in the Army. They told me stories of their days in the military, bragging of their different branhes and I took what they said and choose a school that woud lead to a career in neither of their branches.
Life is like an ocean. It ebbs and flows. The only certainty is that there isn't any. {except for death & taxes}.
Transitioning from high school to college isn't easy, as Professor Chew implied in his part I video. College is hard, it requires lots of study hours, and we have to master completely cutting off our distractions. Honestly I can admit that I am guilty in all the points Professor Chew had mentioned in his video. I don't study at all and when I do I tend to skim over the chapter or words, whatever the case may be. This habit also applies to occasions when a test while take place, I “study”, think I do well, and get a low grade.