Reflection On Mount Wachusett Community College

I was president of the junior class, part of the national honors society, and captain of the cross country and soccer teams. I made some immense accomplishments and it comprised of the feat of planning prom that year. Consequently, I discovered I was switching high schools right before my senior year and I was devastated. Still, I managed to jumble all of my extra curricular activities and take my SAT’s and ACT’s. On top of all of this, I was leaving a month before school ended so I had the task of extra classwork and finals. Senior year was hard-hitting to say the least. The move was tough but I made an effort despite the odds pushing against me. I joined Future Farmers of America and Key club. I volunteered to babysit foster kids, volunteered at the local library, joined a soccer club, and was a counselor for 5th graders. Currently, I am a volunteer at an elementary school learning to do what I am most passionate about:

So far this school year I believe things have been quite mellow, but it's still the beginning of the year and I have two less classes than previous school years, so it makes sense. However AP Computer Science is not working out, and everyone else in the class seems leagues ahead of me, and are stooping to a lower level of learning just so newbies like me can keep up. I should have seen it coming though since Mr. Daugherty's classes are fast-paced math courses and in retrospect I have never been good at mathematics. I'm thinking about switching out of the class but then I might have to find another one to switch into, and I'm aware that all the classes that interest me are full and on their way already. I'm falling behind in my college prepping although I've already looked at a few colleges that I find suitable but I need to work on my personal statements and resume and so forth.

A lot has changed since freshman year. I moved to Oak Ridge, so my father and I could be with the family. I switched to Oak Ridge High School and struggled tremendously, but most importantly, I made friends that needed me. Although my trust issues are still very much a problem for me, I’ve learned to cope with them by surrounding myself with people that I love. My heart continues to swell every time I

Transitioning from Dilworth to Reed high was an eye opening experience; I became aware of the stereotypes associated with my

Like many people I went through high school with the same group of friends from middle school. We were all extremely close and acted like family. Upon graduating, we all realized that we wouldn’t see each other as much, especially the people that went to LSU, ULL and Emory and even LA Tech. We had lost those close-knits relationships we formed for over 7 years. Many people would be upset over this but it showed me who my real friends were and they are my new-found sisters in the sorority I joined and my best friend from sixth grade.

It was all downhill from elementary school. No, my grades didn’t drop and I didn’t become a street rat, but socially, junior high single handedly ruined my social life. But from before I even stepped foot on the premises, I was destined to an awkward, mute, and sidelined three years: seventh grade, eighth grade, and freshman year. My elementary school, Central Road, was made up of two groups of kids, those who would go to Carl Sandburg, and those who would go to Plum Grove; and my tight knit group of friends would be cut in half when it came time for the split. Although there was more than 100 students who would be moving on to one of these schools, I was one of only 20 who would be attending Plum Grove starting in the fall. Of course, my

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

In the personal story “The Shock of Education: How College Corrupts” written by Alfred Lubrano, Lubrano says that his friend Rita Giordano picked a different college than her friends because it “was far away, and a new world to explore” (585). Rita Giordano felt like she had to move away from her home and friends to do something she likes. When she would go back to her home and to her friends, things weren’t the same anymore. Because she moved away, when she came back home, she felt like she was living a different life; her home life. I can relate with Rita because I had to move far away from my friends and my home by force.

I am very fortunate to receive the endless support from the Uplift Education College Prep program. I would have never thought about preparing for college as early if it was not for the teachers and counselors’ guidances. They helped me working through the college tests but also hosting writing classes to prepare us with the most outstanding college application. Academically, I have had the most passionate teachers who willing to go beyond the lesson and infuse us with wisdom and encouragements. I feel challenged through my classes, similar to a college level course I have experienced during my visit. In class When working in robotics, my coach always pushes me to think of the ending game when working on projects. With these beneficial life

I left many amazing teachers, friends and my sister. Shreya had gotten the choice between Gayton and Short Pump since she was in fifth grade, she choose Short Pump since she had move schools in Kindergarten when we moved. Bravery was one thing I learned I need to have. I was in a new school but, I always remembered that I wasn’t the only one, other people from Short Pump had gone there too. Being without my sister was hard, but I learned to be independent. I had so many opportunities that I was the first one in my family to be able to do and I felt independent. Being bias to Gayton was one thing I struggled with because even though I have spent more years at Gayton, Short Pump was very close to me. I did get Gator Spirit up quickly and made new friends. Now, I think of redistricting as a

Metropolitan area, I felt that I would be able to meet the rigor of the college-preparatory program of Georgetown Visitation. But it was there that I met one of the hardest classes I had experienced, freshman year Physics. As my teacher said, “It’s like a wall between the knowledge in my head and the words I wrote on my test.” I sat in class every day doing my best to understand and comprehend but as much as I went to see my teacher and listened to my tutor, it seemed like I could not make the grades. I studied and tried so hard I focused more on physics then studying any other subject that my other classes suffered. I felt like I was a failure and did not belong in a school like Georgetown Visitation, because all I seemed to do was struggle and

During my junior and senior year of high school, I took a leap of faith and enrolled into the Running Start program through Clark College. This was one of the challenging decisions of my life. Running Start is a unique opportunity afforded to juniors and seniors in our state, and also a monumental challenge for any High School student who chooses to take part in the program. The challenges include leaving the rigidity and comfort of the High School for the adult learning environment of a community college, becoming a more active participant in one’s own learning, working hand in hand with students and staff of all ages and backgrounds, and more. Making the decision was very intimidating. Specifically, I was intimidated by taking college level math classes, as all throughout my schooling; math has been a never ending struggle.

I have enjoyed my time at Mapleton Jr. High so much that I felt like I was losing a part of myself when I left the school today. Each of those students made a real difference in my life and were an example to me of what seventh grade can be like. As Mrs. Low announced my leaving today after our “academic social,” they collectively moaned “Nooooooo...” and then clapped and thanked me for the help I gave them. One young man even asked if he could shake my hand. I had not thought when I first arrived that they would ever respond to my absence in such a way. It reminds me of when I was graduating high school. I went to a small school and I had made an effort to not leave any ends open, yet I felt like I was leaving a part of me behind when I

In the Frank Manor House, where my information session was located, I was treated to an intimate meeting between myself and my parents, only two other families visiting the college, and a welcoming and helpful graduate assistant, Lauren Brown. I was able to get my questions in and learn what made Lewis & Clark so special. On the tour, as I stepped upon the cobblestone circle with my group, our guide explained to us that Lewis & Clark College was ranked as one of the most beautiful campuses in the nation. I accepted this claim to be completely true when, walking farther down the path, I became overwhelmed by the stunning aesthetics of Mt. Hood, the Reflecting Pool, and the unique sculptures in front of the Hoffman Art Gallery. In addition to

Upon first glance, my new school did not seem like much of a fit for me. Everyone seemed to like it, but I was having trouble fitting into the daily grind of a school that required much more effort and attention than I was ever used to. I did my best to keep up with everyone else, but this was hard for me, seeing as I was used to being one of the