Write A Narrative Essay About Moving Back To School

The last reason I am returning to school is because I want to be a role model for my son. I feel

I have now chosen to go to college because I realized that it’s never too late to start a career, also to prove to my son that you can accomplish anything no matter how tough he may think it may be. I am a 22-year-old single mother of a 4-year-old little boy. I struggle everyday with trying to take of my son and decided to drop out of college. I decided that, maybe I could just get a good paying job and forget about college. I’ve come to realize that wasn’t going to be a good example for my son and wasn’t going to work out well. I have now chosen to go back to college to start my career, personal reasons, and financial reasons.

Times were tough when I was 8 years old. However, it was at this time that my mum decided that it would be best for us to move out from our house and change my schools. An obnoxious bar just completed construction across the road and the presence of such homeless and corrupt men would only hinder my growth. That is what my single mum, that had to look after me and my two sisters, thought. But then again, who would think that living in downtown alleyways would be a promising idea for a single mum with three kids.

Going back to school has placed a lot of things in perspective for me. It took me five years to continue with school once more. These four weeks of FOR110 course allowed me to see that time is precious and not take it for granted. I realized to become a professional is not an easy task and it takes a lot of hard work and dedication. My oldest son Jaeden heard from his mother I was going to school and he was shocked that I take classes while working a 12 hour shift, five days a week. I saw him and my youngest son, Jayson, two weeks after he found out his dad is a student and I could tell he wanted to tell me something. While in the car, driving to the movies, he told me he was proud of me and wanted to be just like me. Man, that really made my day; however, I told him that I want you to be better than I am. The reason I went back to school was to ensure our life will always remain a plentiful one, therefore take what I teach and convey to you and become a better man than I ever will. Allow your little brother to see what a man who took the teachings of his father and achieved greater can be.

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.

I really enjoy doing my homework and learning but, I hate going to school to learn and get my homework. I moved to Vermont after eighth grade because my father got to move higher up at work. I don't know a lot about his job but, I didn't have a say. Back at home in Mississippi I didn't have a lot of friends. I had one named Lucy but when I told her I was going to move she said we weren't friends anymore. I'm starting high school now and I'm so scared to start over again. I love my new room the view is very pretty but, tonight I hate it because tomorrow is my first day of school.

It’s never too late. These are words I whole heartedly believe. A year and a half ago I decided to go back school to study nursing. Coincidentally, a week after I enrolled in classes I found out I was ten weeks pregnant. As any woman would I had my doubts about whether I could handle going to school and now being pregnant. But then I thought, I now had even more of a reason to go back. I would soon have a child who would be looking up to me. I wanted to be able to set a good example for them. I started attending classes in the fall as a part time student. Considering I had not been in school for over ten years the transition was a lot easier than I had thought it would be. My teachers were nice as well as my classmates. I finished a semester

For as long as I have been in school, I have never lived in the same house for more than a year. There was always something new, and for all of the different parts of town in which we moved, that something new was me. I had an abundant amount of opportunities to be someone else, to create a person people would want to get to know. However, that almost never worked out the way I hoped.

I went to Kindergarten, first and second grade in Kings Mountain. My mom was my first grade teacher. It was kind of weird for my mom to be my teacher. I felt like she was harder on me that the others. I know she just expected a lot from me. The summer after 2nd grade, my family moved to Beaufort. It was really hard at first starting a new school where I didn’t know anyone. It was hard to make new friends and missed my old friends and family so much! Since moving to Beaufort, I have been able to make good friends, learn to surf, start art classes, learn how to sew, and play in the band. My favorite thing about Beaufort is that it is so pretty. We can get to the beach really fast, and go whenever we want! Moving to Beaufort helped

First day of sixth grade is a very big and exciting day for everyone. But, for me it was a day that I was not ready for . Over the summer of 2013 I moved from Orlando and I knew that I would be miserable. The next three years of my life would create the foundation I would have for the rest of years to come. Going to a new school, with new people, in a new town is something that nobody looks forward to. But what I was most afraid of were the “cliques”.

As an adult returning to school, I was, and still continue to be, faced with many challenges, fears, and obstacles. I decided to go back to school for not only myself but for my family as well. I got sick of living paycheck to paycheck barely making ends meet, as we lived on one income. My husband provided the best that he could, and I am grateful for that. Not being able to provide for my family was very frustrating, due to the medical conditions that I endured while being in the military. As a result of my medical conditions, I was limited on how much I could contribute to my family, which caused a major strain on my marriage and financial status. My sons are the age now to where I don’t want them to see their mother struggling. It hurts

I knew within my first year of teaching that I needed/wanted to do more to help the students outside of the classroom. I am also a newlywed who became a mother through this marriage. I brought up the idea going back to school with my new family and my husband’s first question was “How are we going to pay for it?” I did not have an answer for that. I began to research how much money we would have to borrow and before long I became discouraged. My husband and I already struggle to pay bills. I decided it was too expensive to go back to school and I did not want to start our family life buried in more school debt. I explained to my family that I would just continue to teach and maybe one day we could afford for me to go back to school. One night, after grading papers, my husband said to me “Go back to school! I know it will make you happy in the long run. We don't have to buy a house or a new car or even go on big vacations. We can live in a shack, with an old car and take “staycations” (vacation in Arizona). As long as you are happy, we will figure it out”. I was filled with gratitude. At that moment my step-son said something that made me both extremely proud and sad at the same time. He said, “It’s okay if we can never go anywhere, as long as you are happy”. I never want my happiness to come from my family so we decided that I would go back to school part-time while still working full time. .

Everyday Sara woke up and went to school. She used to never really enjoy school, but ever since Jade moved to Hanover she has loved it. Jade is just a good person to be around and Sara sees that as motivation. Before Jade moved to Hanover, Sara was bullied, she had to put up with people at school and home. She had plenty of issues and people at school made it worse, but then, Jade moved to Sara’s school.

College is enjoyable. I love being independent and living with my friends. Sara is my little sweetheart, and Liz is becoming my close friend. I find them funny, eccentric, and convivial. They make me want to return to this school. Jc and Deja are really caring people, I believe they might see me like a younger sibling.

The staring of beady eyes as you saunter into class while no familiar face is in your classroom and then sitting with complete strangers who you will have to go to school with for the remainder of the year. Moving into a different school is complicated. That was about to be my life when my parents were driving us home from our grandparents’ farm in Scott City, Kansas and said, “What do you think about moving to Scott City.” My jaw plummeted. Moving was one of my worst fears right behind heights. How was I supposed to abandon all of my classmates and my whole life in Spring Hill to go to a puny, rural, western Kansas school. My brother was immediately ecstatic because he adored the farm. Do not get me wrong, I had affection towards the farm as well, but I would have never contemplated moving. Change can be rough, but little did I understand that I would fall in love with Scott City and the fascinating community I was about to be sucked into.