Narrative Essay About Moving To College

I’m raised in an environment filled with negative stereotypes, high dropout rates, fewer resources, and low expectations. As a Mexican American from the San Fernando Valley, educational opportunities do not come often. In middle school it massed into my head that going to college is my way towards success. Soon it became the only option for me and as a result, I joined Project Grad to begin my journey towards college. They introduced me to the Chicano Youth Leadership Conference during my junior year. After applying and attending, the conference eliminated the label that Latinos are not college material. Subsequently, I grabbed as many opportunities as I could. In my junior my school did not put me in any AP classes. Therefore, I went to go

Explain any difficulties or obstacles you’ve overcome (immigrating to the US, learning the English language, being the first family member to attend college, etc.)

In the beginning of my college search I had no intentions of attending community college. I began having thoughts of not continuing my education past high school, but something was not right. This is the point in which I decided I still needed to continue my education, but was not prepared for a four year institution. It was one of the best decisions that I have made so far in my short life. The individuals I have met, the courses I have taken, and the opportunities I have had so far has allowed me to create a better self as well as preparing me to continue my education at a four year institution.

It was the spring of 2011, when all the college acceptances came in. My closest friends were all going upstate and they would all be living together. I, on the other hand, wasn't so thrilled. I was accepted to the community college, across the street from my high school. Not that it was a surprise since it was the only school I had applied to.

Sometimes songs didn’t need her, and sometimes she just slunked away so she didn’t weigh down everyone else. But something felt different in the air, or in her nasal cavity with her buzz still going strong. She gave the stage a walkthrough, then turned around and walked it again. She posed, she popped her hips and made the crowd hoot and cheer for her. As Lavender did a little jig in front of the stage, Sylvia lost all control of her body and launched her wig somewhere behind her. From either surprise or admiration, the crowd lost their mind with

As I immigrated to this country at the age of five, I knew I had to opportunity to grow up in a prominent country unlike my family. Growing up was a bit difficult because I was different. Although now, I strive of the fact of being different; as a kid I suffered trying to be similar. This idea led me to transfer primary and secondary schools’ multiple times. My childhood and teenage years were unpleasant; however, I did manage to graduate in the top of my class in high school.

I was not very successful with online colleges. I love you learn I enjoy reading. While attending University on Phoenix I experience a great loss. My nephew who was only 12 at the time passed away. I was unable to rebound thus I was not very successful at that school. After some time lapsed I attempted Capella University however I was honestly to easily distract. I would become distracted by my children or whatever else was going on in my life and fall off track. I want to attend National Louis University because of its reputations and course structure. I have not been this excited about going back to school since I was a little

There has not been one specific event that has brought me to come back to school it has just been building for the last six years. In order for me to explain where I am at now I need to explain where I have been. The summer of 2009 my husband was in the U.S. Army and had been away at school when he came home and asked for a divorce. I was completely devastated. It was a month before our ten year anniversary, we had three wonderful kids and I was a stay at home mom. All of my life dreams were shattered. I tried to refuse the divorce but with no income I could not afford a lawyer to fight it. As part of the divorce he had agreed to pay alimony while I went back to school. When it came time for my first payment so I could apply and register for

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Where have you had a hard time to fit in? What about moving schools? Or rather, moving to a different part of school. I have been going to Hickman School for six years now, and came in second grade. Time seemed to fly by as it was already time for middle school. Elementary is one thing, but middle is another. And for the first day of sixth grade, I was pretty nervous. What would happen on that unpredictable day?

College transition, for me, was somewhat different than for most of the people I know. For them, it was kind of the same as High School because they still live in their homes; the only thing that really changed was the school they go to every day. For me, it consisted of me leaving my house, my family, my friends, the island I grew up in, and getting a taste of freedom.

I am ready to move out, ever since I was growing I wanted travel and find out what my purpose is in life. I am healthy bacterium with a body shaped like an S and I have many tails (Hobbs et al., 1996). Today was the day I felt like I was destined somewhere else. All of a sudden I found myself swept and in a wet, cramped cave (Delahay and Rugge, 2012).I am surrounded by other types of creatures, I look around, I see white rocks, a wild pink worm tossing everything around towards the back. At the back there’s a pendulum hanging moving left to right. I knew that I had head towards the pendulum, my tails start tingling, and my body is starts to move. As I move closer to the pendulum I see a dark hole I panic and turn the other way; (Momtaz et al

The hardest part about college are(is) not the classes, it’s not being away from home, and honestly, even though constantly having $1.16 in my checking account is not ideal, it’s not the lack of money. The hardest part about college is socializing. I know the people from my town- how they act, how they think, how they live. Here, all I know about the people is that they are attending the same school as me. Making friends is second only to breathing because no one wants to walk to class, or go to school events, or eat lunch by themselves, and socializing becomes when everyone seems to know each other, and I seem to know no one. Because of unchangeable truth, I decided to spend the day in my room instead of attempting to make friends.

Throughout high school, I was the youngest student in my classes; starting college at age 53, I find the opposite to be true. As an adolescent, I had a fantastic memory and a quick mind, but no desire to learn. Now learning comes hard. I am determined to succeed, but can struggle to remember what I did last week, let alone formulas for calculating the angles and sides of a triangle. Working retail for the last ten years was enjoyable, introduced me to lifelong friends and allowed me to purchase specialized outdoor gear that I never knew I needed, at ridiculously cheap prices, however it did nothing to stimulate my brain. When my daughter was young, I worked as a bookkeeper and I am confident I have an excellent mind for that type of job. Entering

I grew up in the country of the small town of Forest City, Iowa. I am an only child who has always been a motivated person to achieve at my highest level. Throughout my life, I have always been told I am hard worker, and I believe that is from my childhood background of growing up with a single mother. My mother and I have gone through endless challenges with one another, but that does not stop either of us from succeeding in life. I have set many high goals for myself, and nothing seems to be impossible in my mind.