Possible To Come Back After School: Personal Narrative

Returning to college, after graduating high school twenty-five years earlier, proved to be not only rewarding quite challenging as well. Viewing myself as a self-starter with extensive investigative skills I truly believed college path mapped out correctly, so I never met with an advisor, what a colossal mistake! I had self-scheduled all my courses and although I faced a few obstacles I was finally at the end. After completion of all my pre-requisites I applied to the LPN-RN Fast Track Program, little did I know my past would stop me dead in my tracks.

My decision to go back to school in the fall of 2012 was one of the hardest decisions I have ever made. I’m a stay at home mom of 4 boys with 2 of them being special needs. My oldest was born with a rare genetic condition called hereditary spastic paraplegia and my youngest son was born with a rare condition called Dravet Syndrome that requires 24/7 care. I was at a point in my life where I had lost my identity of who I was and I wanted to be me again. I made that important decision to go back to school for myself with the fear of how I was going to do it, but I knew that it was right. It took me 3 years to complete my AS but with the support of my husband and kids I was able to receive my degree. I worked hard and was able to juggle being

Contemplating back on my high school journey, I began to recognize and appreciate the life changes I experienced and the imperative lessons I learned throughout those four years. If I had to choose several words to describe my high school experience, I would begin with eventful, challenging, and memorable. High school afforded me many experiences that continuously led to stressful and challenging encounters. Being involved with the Ambassador Program and the National Honor Society was one of the greatest decisions I made in high school. Both clubs provided me with numerous life-changing opportunities that will continue to have an impact on me for a lifespan.

As I start my first semester as an official registered nurse on the road to earning my bachelor degree. I can’t help but think of the challenges I will have to overcome along the way. Many RN’s may have fears of returning back to school after a long break, that is not the case for me. I earned my associate’s degree in May 2016. So returning back to school is as if I didn’t leave. Except this time it will be more time consuming and I will have to learn how to balance each role I play a little more strategically.

Thank you for inviting me back for summer #6! I am so grateful you'll have me once again. I am planning to come home to work opening weekend but at this time I am unable to attend the meeting on Sunday, April 9. Please let me know if that is an issue.

Coming back to school after being away for 17 years has been one of the most emotionally taxing endeavors I've experienced. My career experience was working in the quality control field. Being apart of the industry was very satisfying until the point in which the 2008 recession hit. Having to go through the uncertainty of being laid off and the frustration of trying to reenter the work force with only a high school diploma brought into focus that I needed to finish the bachelor degree I had started. While attempting to find gainful employment I took the opportunity to begin the process of transferring to a school here in California. I had originally started my degree in Lincoln, Nebraska, but moved out to California with my significant other.

In recent years, many adults have found themselves underemployed, jobless or without the necessary tools to compete in today's job market. Therefore, deciding to return to school (or start) has become almost a necessity. Enrolling in school as an adult can be stressful. Other factors such as having a family to take care of and a house to manage, further complicate the decision. As some of today's adult students are finding out, it is doable if that person has the right mindset, strategy and support.

It was an warm sunny day I was dabbing it ,four boys were strolling down woods street. There four boys names were Mac,dope boy ,devin and Shaddy. Devin was the smartest one out of all of them hood boys,the rest was the same.Devin was ready to start his own business selling shoes.Dope boy,Mac and Shaddy were going on the wrong path selling drugs,robbing and beating up people. Devin would hang around with them often and conversed with them, but he would not do any bad things. Mac has been a dad already, he had to take care of his 2 year old. Dope boy had an older brother, but, he go shoot a couple weeks ago. Dope boy was reckless, everyone was scared of him even his own mother feared for his life .Shaddy was the slickest one out of all of then, he would get away with everything he did.Shaddy was a only child ,no mother, no father living with his grandparents and living in the worst part of town.

The boy told you what he was going to do- had his plan laid out and all. You took it as a joke, not ever thinking he would have killed three of your best friends along with four other people, and one just so happens to be your brother. What if you could have prevented that? What if you told a trusted adult ahead of time? What if you would have talked to the boy himself? A lot of teens ask these questions whenever it’s already too late. We don’t tend to think about things like that though because we never want to think that we could be involved in the situation. We say, “Oh, no big deal. He probably told someone else the same thing too. They’ll take care of it if they think it’s something serious.” The truth is, according to research within

It is pretty cool that you had the same teacher for three years and that you liked her. It is nice to be reminded that there are teachers who care so much about their students and it is sweet that she wrote you letters over summer break. She is definitely a teacher that leaves a memorable impression on her students. It is too bad that college was a lot more difficult than you expected, but congratulations on deciding to go back and finish. I honestly do not know if I would be able to go back to school after stopping, however, maybe after discovering that I need an education in order to move up in my career then possibly my opinion would be different. I agree that this program is a lot of work, yet there is no doubt that it pays off.

The hum of fans, the spinning of the disk in its tray. Sitting on my soccer ball beanbag chair that I got for my 11th birthday with a controller in my hands. As a kid, in Washington state, on school days we were not allowed to play video games during the week. Summer was the break from school and the time for lots and I mean lots of video games.  Before I could hit that power button, I had to do something I despised, hated, and avoided like it was the plague. I… had… to… read.

Returning to school is a big step and an even bigger decision. So many things have thrown me off in going to college. Between deaths, finances, and work, I never thought about having the time for it. I have put off college for almost 2 years now, which is entirely too long for me. I have decided to go to college at this juncture in my life because of personal, emotional reasons, and to better my education.

I was laying on my fluffy bed thinking about what I should do before going back to “uh” school. I absolutely despise going to school from everyone not liking me to rules and directions and, my super popular older brother and sister Heacter and Winter. What made it worse was that Then I remembered that there were posters all over school before spring break saying that there was going to be a party today across town at 4pm. I rolled over to see that my clock yelling 3:30pm and, that I needed to go. I realised that there was no way I was going to make it in time and, being two hours late would not work out. There was only one thing that I could do. I ran all over the house until I found Heacter and Winter.

Starting high school was something that would be impossible to forget. You get this grand idea that it’s going to be like the movies. Where the populars rule the school and the school is divided in the nerds, jocks, populars, and who knows what else. Upon being welcomed to Cooper it became clear this wasn’t that kind of school. There were the populars, but not in the same way I imagined. Here we were welcomed and given the helping hand we so desperately needed coming into the bigger fish pond. I can say much like a fish on land, I was out of my habitat. Walking among the others who have gone through this was one of the most terrifying things I have ever done. I have to say that in the beginning I predetermined high school was going to be the

The origin of my family gave rise to the perfect storm that created a tumultuous path for my educational goals. As a young boy, my mother would fondly retell the story of her days in school in Villa Union, Durango, Mexico. Her time in school was brief, for she only completed up to the sixth grade. Unlike most typical modest rural town Mexican kids, my mother’s reason for stopping school at a young age wasn’t the lack of monetary means, on the other hand that of an uneducated mother (my grandmother) that believed that young women that stayed in school were only there to flirt and to meet with boys. In light of that my mom would argue and fight with my grandmother over this, she would struggle to persuade my grandfather to letting her attend school, however to no avail. “Grandpa remained brainwashed by grandma” she would say, my mom mentioned that my grandmother would lie to my grandfather in reference to my mother’s activities in and out of school. “Grandma would tell grandpa that she had seen me holding hands with boys, she knew that would outrage grandpa” she sadly explained. As time passed my mother resigned to the idea of school, and started helping my grandfather out in his bakery by taking care of the bookkeeping.