Personal Narrative: My Experience At Mount Wachusett Community College

College is supposed to be a promising time in many students' lives. There are many experiences that we go through that helps us to grow as individuals. This is also a time where we are molded into becoming responsible adults and creating careers for ourselves. Along with many positive outcomes, there are many concerns that I am currently dealing with as an HBCU student.

In light of being denied the Federal Pell Grant from applying for the FAFSA, I will now rely upon grants from scholarships I have been applying for. Along with my own money from future jobs and my family's contributions to my education. For the past year and still continuing, I have received money from my family in order to save up for college. Money that I received during daily responsibilities around the house. No matter the quantity, due to the fact that I am unemployed. For the reason that I have been entirely focusing on my high school education since I am still in High School and in the ACE Program. Nevertheless, I plan to obtain a job in the near future to aid my education in Chandler-Gilbert Community College. Whether that job is in

I would be lying if I said Rock Valley College was my first choice when it came down to choosing a place to continue my studies. Then again, like many others students, I didn’t have a

1. What experience do you like talking about the most? What has been the most interesting, intriguing, and exciting part of your life- why, and what did you learn from it?

Looking back at my life to where I am now. I can honestly admit if I did not come to Community College my life would have been different. Here at community college I have made the most out of my experience I not only saved a significant amount of money but, furthermore I have grown not only with myself but with my grades as well. I struggled with a numerous of things in high school. However here at college I actually took the time to listen and observe. I have made friends and individuals that I can honestly call my family. I have taken the initiative to progress in my chosen fields.

On August 10, 2016 I started my journey at Roanoke Valley Early College. My older brother and sister both attended RVEC and they would always try to tell me what to expect. The RVEC experience is an experience that had to experience myself. My first month at RVEC has really been a learning experience. I’ve had some good experience and only one bad experience, but I guess that’s just part being in early college.

If I could go back in time and relive a particularly difficult moment in my life, I will work part-time in the weekend in high school. I want to save my money. I want to travel other state. I also want to see my childhood friends. I wish I spend more time to have fun with my friends when I was young. When I first came here I went to school and I didn't how many class I have to take the class and to pass the MACS. I spent one more year to get my diploma. I wish if I know all this I will take class that require. I will go to Middlesex Community College early to practice the MACS because they have MACS class. After I going Middlesex Community College I pass the MACS. It is very helpful to go there. I learned a lot of MACS how to answer the open

During admission into Bronx Community College, I faced one of the most stressful predicaments academically. After applying, and having my transcripts mailed, I waited about two weeks before calling to ensure the transcripts were received. An admission counselor confirmed all transcripts were received and in the process of being reviewed. Five weeks later, during the first week of registration, I was informed one of the transcripts had been misplaced. Avoiding any further delay, I hand delivered the missing transcript. A few weeks later, I received a registration appointment. I was put on a list, received a number, and waited 9am to 5pm on a line for two days until my name was called. Unfortunately, while sitting with an advisor I found out

       On Thursday, August 20th 2015 I was accepted into College of Southern Nevada. On Friday, August 21st, 2015 I arrived onto the CSN West Charleston Campus at around seven o'clock in the morning to be one of the first people to take the math, reading, and writing placement tests for the day. After I took the placement tests, I went to the Student Recruitment office and spoke to a woman named Kimiko Walton. I told Kimiko about what happened to me and she recruited me. Afterwards, I purchased my textbooks from the bookstore (a typical mistake made by college freshmens). As I existed the double doors of the CSN bookstore, I told myself: "Nobody can give me the life I deserve expect myself..." On

I’m sitting in class and I have 10 minutes left, then the worst thing happens. Then my stomach makes that loud growing noise. Everyone looks at me, I you hide your stomach and cover my face because it was that loud. Once I get out of class I just want to eat Panera, but all I can choose from is subway and the little noodle place. How nice would it be if I could just walk down the hallway and get some warm soup and sandwiches?

I started my college education at Chandler-Gilbert Community College, then to GCU. My passion to help others was evident in the classroom resulting in my professors recommending that I became a tutor at the college’s learning center. I worked there for three semesters tutoring math and science. In addition, I volunteered at Chandler Regional Medical Center where I accumulated over 300 service hours working in the post-anesthesia care unit (PACU). After earning my bachelor’s degree, I was offer a position to work in the CV-ICU at Banner-University Medical Center. I am also an RN supervisor at Southwest Behavioral

My life experience while attending Pikes Peak Community College in spring of 2012 seemed to be moving right along. My husband Larry and I decided to take a trip back home to South Carolina when the semester was over. We arose early Friday morning and got on the road around 5:00 am. We continued driving until we reached St. Louis, MO. We had been driving for 16 hrs, therefore we were tired and hungry from driving all day. We decided to stop at Red Roof Inn. We arose the next day at 6:00 am, ate breakfast and proceeded on our way to South Carolina. We arrived at 2:00 pm at my big sister’s Lillie’s house. There we found out that my little sister Sarah had been staying with Lillie for the last four months. As the day continued into the night, we had gotten some news about Sarah

While Anne Arundel Community College is one of the most accredited community colleges in Maryland, I aspire to fulfill my academic needs elsewhere.  The main reason I had to enroll at AACC was because I was diagnosed with brain cancer in February of 2016, this forced me to stay near Johns Hopkins Hospital to receive treatment. As fall approached my treatments became frequent and daunting. Never mind the fact that I was missing class that I was on the verge of failing, I felt depressed. Being a community college, AACC cannot provide me with an adequate college experience. Here I can't cheer on the football team or spend late nights in the library studying. As I see my peers living it up and making a name for themselves at their respected colleges, I feel

When I first decided to make the journey across the United States to Mount Wachusett Community College, it meant a different life. At the time, I had no idea what MWCC would mean to me and the journey it would take me on.

I took a year between graduating high school and attending college at Green Mountain College. Three friends from high school and myself took off, after the summer, to through-hike the Appalachian Trail. The trip, lasting almost six months took us from our home state of Maine down the spine of the Appalachian mountain range to Springer mountain GA, the southern terminus of the trail. The trip, for us, acted as a break from the typical learning environment of our high school experience into a much different sort of learning environment. An environment where we lived outside and in places we would have otherwise not have been, meeting people who showed us the culture of the rural Appalachian lifestyle. Living and learning in these places opened