My Life Of An Outstanding College For The Prestige

When I thought about my future and where I 'll be going, I thought I would be attending a university like all of my friends in high-school. I never thought I would be attending a community college. I really hated the idea of community college. I thought it was for people who had low ACT score or people who didn 't really try as hard as others in school. I always tried hard in school even when things got hard I still tried my best. I never thought it would be for me until I saw the benefits of attending a community college. I attend a two year college because I felt like I had a better opportunity to talk to my professor , also to better myself improving my knowledge by stepping out of my comfort zone.

When I graduated high school I had no idea what I wanted to do, all I knew is I was done with public school and could live my life as what I thought an adult was. My father and most of my family believed it was important for me to go to college, and get a kick start with my life. Though they weren’t wrong, I had no idea what I wanted to do and no discipline to do my studies to the full extent of my abilities.

Education is the main goal of college. I had always considered myself a person dedicated to the pursuit of more knowledge and a better education. My mother, being a teacher, had instilled these values in me. When I was in elementary, I tested into a gifted center and from there I tested into selective enrollment college prep. The obvious next step seemed to be college. Looking the scholarship given to me, it just didn’t seem to add up. I had scored a 32 on the ACT but my scholarship was barely covering half of my expenses. But I knew if a just gave up, the meant giving up on everything that I believe in. By pursing college I was able to be challenged, pursue subjects which interested me and discover new pathways that I was interested such as African American studies. Without taking that chance, I may have never received that knowledge.

Who knew that dreams would come true? When I was a child, attending college was a big fantasy of mine that later became a reality. At the age of eleven, my family and I immigrated to the United States in the search for better opportunities. I came to this country with no knowledge of the language. My educational journey was not easy because of the language barriers and my immigration status as undocumented. At the beginning when I started middle school, I felt frustrated and useless for not being able to communicate with others. I was placed in ESL classes where I was taught English and basic math and science. I wasn’t learning anything new. During seventh grade, I was accidently placed in regular English classes. They were challenging at first because I was still an English learner. However, those classes helped me improved my English, and my knowledge was expanding. Even though it was hard to understand what was being discussed in class, that did not stop me from getting good grades in those classes. I would stay after school and asked questions to my teachers and read the readings carefully while taking notes. Eventually, my counselor

As the time for applying to colleges rolled around, my parents pushed for my sister and me to look at schools all over the United States. They wanted to give us a good education and also give us the opportunity they never had. Both of my parents had to attend college in Hawaii. I knew we were just a small island and that there was so much more to experience. I grew excited to have a chance to move away and embrace new knowledge, memories, places, and friendships that would last forever.

In my family not attending college was not an option given to us, everyone in my family went to college and graduated. My sister attended The University of North Carolina at Charlotte and recently just graduated from there, and I’m currently attending The University of North Carolina at Pembroke. Since I was young I knew that I wanted to do something in the medical field, which required me to go to college. I didn’t know what I wanted to do for the longest time but then I realized that I love to work with children of all ages and from that point I knew that I wanted to be a pediatric doctor or a pediatric surgeon.

Through many life obstacles I was not very fortunate or goal driven to attempt to go to college after high school. Grew up in a military family so my family was stricter about keeping their children

I had an honest conversation with my parents and told them I had to leave the college and I wanted to attend a Historically Black College or University, like I originally planned in high school. My parents were fine with the decision, however, they informed me that they could not and would not be paying for my education and the financial burden would be on me. My second semester in college I focused on studying and talked with mentors and advisors about my feelings and plans. During that time I gained admittance to Tuskegee University and received a scholarship, however it was not the tuition scholarship I was hoping for. I continued working hard that semester, which lead me to raising my grade point average, that allowed me to receive the scholarship I had faith in

My mother agreed to let me live with him because she wanted to start truck driving with her new husband and she knew she could not support a child while truck driving. The experiences that I have lived through because of my mother and her side of the family will forever leave a mark on me. When I was younger I would wake up in the middle of the night due to night terrors and my father would have to hold me tight to get me to calm down, I was traumatized and felt unwanted because of my unstable life with my mother.

There is also the aspect that I want to go to college because it is what is expected of me. Only my mom really completed college and got a degree. On my dad’s side completing college isn’t really a big thing. Despite that, everyone from both sides of the family expects me to complete college and I want too, for them and for me. In fact, I want to do more than just complete college, I want to go on to get my masters and my doctorates to prove to myself that I can. I want to live above and beyond the expectations set before me and college is what gives me that

My mom was pregnant with me, her senior year in high school. She put her own dreams aside, graduated high school, got married to my dad, gave birth to me, and began raising her new family. Still to this day, she talks about returning to school, but still has not had the opportunity to do so. I am an only child, and the first in my family that will be going to college. My parents are the reason why I am pursuing college. I owe it to them, and to myself, to be the absolute best I can be. I made a promise to my father when I was a little girl, that when I grow up, I will make enough money to support him, and my mother; so that one day, they will no longer have to work. Graduating high school, and beginning my journey to my college degree, is the first step to ensuring that I am able to keep

Beating at the heart of the Southern Oregon Honors College community lies a close-knit community that focuses on deeper discussions between students and a student-interest driven content with programs like Take the Lead Projects and Pick and Choose Activities. Small communities, like the honors college, have been a major part of my life since middle school. This is one of the major reasons why I want to be a part of the honors college community. I want to immerse myself in an intellectual space where people take responsibility for their actions and communicate with others in an honest, compassionate way while in a small-scale setting. I think a lot of successful communities do this. When members are comfortable being open about what they want from their community and communicate that in an empathetic way, a deeper bond is created and people can delve into their creativity more because they do not fear judgment.

Entering into college, I wanted to do public health, but I wanted to be a doctor to please my father and to satisfy his hunger to have a doctor in his family. My father made sure his children went to college, and if they didn’t, it was clear they couldn’t stay in his house anymore. My parents struggled to support all of my siblings and supply each of us with everything we needed. I never realized the struggle until I got older and understood the value of money and time. My parents never wanted my brothers and I to work while we were in school, they wanted us to focus on our grades and activities that would help us get into college. Overall, the support from my family and seeing how hard my

Until I reached high school, my parents never stressed about college. They never talked about college and majors or even scholarships. Moreover, I believed college was a dream, something that I shouldn’t pay much attention to. However, I desired to attend college, and at that time I assumed I would major in a math or science, or even become an engineer. My assumptions grew from my sister, who planned on being an engineer. When I entered high school, my sister began to stress about my education after high school to my parents considering her dream that I would become a success compared to her. Since my mother wasn’t informed on how our college system works in terms of how to apply and the importance of majors, she truly believed my sister’s

I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.