Teysha, Personal Statement
My entire life, my parents have always wanted what was best for me. My dad, an immigrant who moved here at the age of seven, speaking not one word of english. He lost his father at the age of five, and his mother at the age of sixteen. Therefore, he practically raised himself. He graduated high school from Honokaa High & Intermediate School, but had no desire or intention to further his education. My mom, born and raised in Puna, had parents who were separated for majority of her life. A father who wasn’t very involved in her life, and a mother who chose drugs over everything else in her life, especially her five kids, my mother being the second youngest. My father, for all of my life, has worked six days out of the week, to provide everything I could ever possibly need; along with my mother, who has, at times worked multiple jobs at once, to support me, in
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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
My parents Immigrated from Poland to the United States in search for better opportunity for the children that they planned to have. When my parents finally made the move, they started with nothing and no one to turn to; they did not even know how to speak English. All my parents knew for sure was that they were going to raise three children in America and do all they could possibly do to motivate and make them passionate for school. My parents have always wanted their children to achieve the careers of their dreams and be able to support their own family as well as be happy with their lives. My parents have struggled with money their entire lives, which is another reason why they did all they could to get to America and motivate their children for schooling. They did not want their children to struggle with money the way that they did. But this led another issue, affording college. My parents did not have enough money for their children to attend college. Because of this, I have done my best in school to earn outstanding grades and do my best to earn scholarships.
When I entered my 20's I had dropped out of my second year in college, had no job and a car that would die in the middle of the road if I pushed too hard on the brakes. I moved back home after finally gaining the courage to tell my mom that I had dropped out and didn't plan on going back. Now telling my mom, a woman who has received almost every degree known to man, was not an easy thing and I was extremely disappointed for not only letting myself down, but for letting her down. I had no idea what I wanted from life
My parents grew up in families with little parental direction. Attending school, overcoming adversity, getting a job and becoming successful were up to their own making. Although my parents did not go to college, they took advantage of other opportunities to better their lives so that my siblings and I would be able to attend universities. They worked hard to get jobs even without college degrees, and then worked harder to maintain those jobs; subsequently, this furthered their positions in their workplaces. By setting an example of making the most of what life has to offer, they influenced me to seize every opportunity that crosses my path. Going to college was not an opportunity my parents could take advantage of, but it is one that I can.
When I was a freshman in high school, my parents sat me down in the living room and told me that if I wanted to go to college, I’d have to pay for it myself. Our financial difficulties were large enough to merit the statement. My step-dad was hardly able to work anymore because of health problems from a career in manufacturing. My mom also suffered in the over-saturated market for dental hygienists in Mesa—she was recently fired from a corporate office for refusing to sell unnecessary treatments to patients, and could only find a job in an office run by an abusive dentist who screamed at his employees and who even threw a computer at an assistant at one point. My mom needed to leave the office, but nobody knew if she would find work anywhere
Over the previous years, I grew bored with routine. I didn’t involve myself with school activities and stayed home for most of my days. My parents rarely planned any activities for me and my sisters. I had stopped expecting them to involved themselves with my school life. I didn’t even mind when they wouldn’t come for my band concerts. It’s hard being a child of immigrant parents. There are situations they would never be able to understand. The sole advice they can give me is about hard work. They want to push me and my sisters to our limits so we could have the better life that they never had. From them, I learned life lessons of self-sacrifice and determination of making things work, despite the roadblocks and challenges.
I come from a small military family where neither of my parents graduated high school. My parents divorced when I was two and left my mother as the sole provider for three children. Over the next few years I experienced severe personal trauma that would change the course of my life. At the age of 15 I dropped out of school, left home, and began working to support myself. The highest level of education I completed at that time was the eighth grade. In my early twenties I became a single mother of two girls. Because of the financial struggles that I endured due to not continuing my education I clearly emphasized the importance of getting a college education to both of my children. One particular discussion that I was having at the dinner table where I was enforcing the “requirement” of college for my children; my youngest daughter questioned me in the most innocent way, “ Mommy? Why is it so important for us to go to college when you didn’t even finish high school?” at that moment my life
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
My parents not having a high school education has affected my life in so many ways. Growing up with two uneducated parents was rough. We did not have enough money to do a lot of things as kids. My mom worked endless jobs here in there and my dad did his best. I rarely thought much about going to college better yet finishing high school. Never had a great outlook on life coming up. My parents were poor so I was destined to be the same. But when I became mother my outlook on life changed. I wanted to make my child proud of me. So, I found a small part job and saved every dime I got. I still wasn’t thinking about attending a college. But becoming a parent, I never wanted something so bad for myself. I enrolled in my local community college and
Coming from Detroit, I had no choice but to come to college. I've seen so many people abandon their dreams because they wanted "fast money." For me to be only 18, I've seen so much, and I want to be the one in my family to prove that no matter what you've been through you can overcome it and still be successful. I've seen my mom struggle too many times trying to figure out how she's going to pay bills and how food is going to be put on the table. Even in her lowest times she can somehow find a way to put a smile on her face. I want to be successful and take care of her like she takes care of me. I don't want her to have to worry about anything anymore, and that is my why. Throughout the semester my WHY has changed a lot. I still want to be
When I was younger, college was something I never thought I could achieve. I always thought I would not be able to afford it or would not have the grades for admission. After my mother graduated, I felt that it does not matter where you come from to be able to achieve something great. From that moment forward I have always put all my energy in everything thing I do. I remember I had a very difficult time while working on my final English paper and felt very discouraged since I had worked hours on it and not yet was satisfied with what I wrote. During that time I remember thinking about my mother and all the challenges she faced. Thinking about her struggles motivated me to continue working on my paper and trying my best. Whenever I thought about complaining, I would think about my mother and the struggles she went through to make my life better by graduating college. I feel that it is only fair to make her proud and not give up on anything I commit to. As I have gotten older, I realized the meaning behind going to college and how important attending college is for my future. Going to college will open many doors for me and will allow me to explore endless opportunities. For me, college has become a requirement instead of an option and without my mother, I would have not made that
During my childhood, my goal was to achieve my education because I knew that it was essential to success for not depending on others. Hence, having a diploma from college was my priority. What can people gain from having a college degree? Unfortunately, in 2013, my life turned in another way, my priority was not anylonger finishing my education, but taking care of my child. I was pregnant with my first child when I was 19 years old, and I stopped to go school and so that I can take care of him. It was certainly hard for me to choose between my education and my son. Nevertheless, I knew that sooner or later, I will have an opportunity to go back to study. It was my first year of my college when I dropped out of school, but my parents always pushed me to continue my education. When I think though about having a better life, I decided to go back to the college and make my dream successful. I knew that I will have more benefits by by returning to college.
I have a great family, that I can truly say love me, support me and stand by me 100%. In my younger years I was raised by my mother who was a single mother of two children. Growing up for me not only in the United States but in Brooklyn, New York was difficult at times. My mother is Haitian and her children are American. She tried hard to instal the values and traditions she had growing up in Haiti but being in a different country made it difficult and caused a lot of conflicts. I have to say that as a child I didn’t understand my mother or appreciate her sacrifice and hard work to raise two children on her own. My mother was a very hard working women and would work long hard hours to be able to provide for us. She tried her best to install in me the importance of work and education. But yet as a young black man being raised in America I needed and wanted more then she could give or provide. I wanted to be the same as everyone else, I wanted to fit in, with me friends and peers. However with all she’d given it just wasn 't enough for me as a young man and I needed and wanted more from her and life. I feel like now looking back at my younger years I was confused at what was really important. I wanted to fit in and be just as American as the rest of my friends, my peers, my neighbors. At that time I felt that having the latest and the greatest was all that mattered. Truth is my mother did provide for all of my needs and if
For me, college wasn't something i thought about seriously. It wasn't until i promised my parents that i would make them proud that i started to seriously think about college and all the reasons why it was going to be hard for me to go. I was born in Mexico, i dont have the educational advantage that others have, so i have to work twice as hard as someone who as all the advantages. Now the only dream i have is go to college, graduate college, and make my parents proud. They're the most important thing to me, i owe them all i have. I'm scared of not being accepted or not have the money to pay, and i do not want my parents to work twice as hard just to pay for college. They promised me that they would help me, all i need is the desire to study, but i don't want to take advantage of their kindness. I am grateful they tried to give me and my siblings a better life and a better education coming to this country, and i hope that people look at who i am, what i have and the things i can do. You may think that from all that i have said i only want to go to college because of my parents, but i feel that this is for me too. I want to feel proud of something i accomplish, I want to tell everyone who told me i couldn't do it that i could and i did it.
The impossibilities and dreams in life are closer than they seem. People will start to achieve what they want in life once they learn to believe in themselves. Throughout my life, I have struggled to learn the way my classmates learn; it took me a lot longer to grasp certain topics and concepts than others. During third grade my parents and teachers decided to put me in a smaller class with two teachers to guide me through school. At first I was ambiguous about what was happening, but then began to feel as if I wasn’t wise enough, and that feeling brought me down. My parents helped me better understand that everyone struggles through life one way or another and that it is one step closer to reaching success. I have learned a lot about my family and their obstacles in education which made me connect with them and my struggles in school. I learned that my father has also struggled in school not because of academics, but because he sacrificed for his family. My father never got the chance to experience high school in his life because of the fact that his father was very ill at the time. On that note, my father dropped out of school to support his family. Whereas, my older brother and sister went through a similar process as me and were put into smaller classrooms because of the way they gathered information differently than others. After his school they both attended college for a couple of years and decided to drop out. Even though I may be the youngest in my family, I feel as
Towards the end of my senior year in high school I wasn 't thinking of what I was going to do. I didn 't have a job and I hadn 't even applied for one college yet. And this of course was getting on my mom 's nerves. “It’s time for you to grow up and get serious, I don 't want you to end up cleaning houses or struggling when you can get an education" she told me as we ate our dinner, "by tomorrow I want you to at least begin to apply for a job."