In my life I have experienced many significant changes; however the one that stands out the most is the risk I took in transferring from West Montgomery High School, a minute county school, to Asheboro High School, a superior city school. After completing my sophomore year at West Montgomery High School (WMHS) I felt that I was not being challenged enough in the class room therefore that summer I decided it was time to move. After choosing two schools I could possibly transfer to, an event happened that would strongly impact my decision. My mother who was a teacher at WHMS decided it was also time for her to change locations as well. Coincidently my mother found employment at Donna Lee Loflin Elementary in Asheboro North Carolina. With her shift I was granted the chance to attend Asheboro High without paying tuition. After touring Asheboro High School with a family friend who is a teacher at Asheboro High I instantly knew that I wanted to attend the school. The reputation for Asheboro High was that they had accomplished teachers who would better prepare me for rigorous college course...
It has been said that the grass is always greener on the other side. Being excited about the newness and challenges of a new place may not enable it to stay green for a lifetime, but the new place is a great place to spend the next four years. So even though I lived my whole high school life in one city where there were no actual problems, it still was time for me to move where there were new experiences.
One day I got a letter in the mail saying that I got into a college named The Mariah Paulk College of the Arts. I was not familiar with that college, but I have a feeling my mom did the application process for me. I decided to do my research on the school and found out that it was ranked the number one Ivy League school in the world. I was really surprised at how great of a school it seemed to me. This time mom, doing something without my permission actually worked out.
During my Junior year of high school, I started looking at nursing schools, and after comparing many nursing schools, the school that caught my eye was Clarkson College due to the fact that they have a lot to offer to the students. Clarkson has a one of a kind nursing program that will help me thrive as a nurse. A big factor for me in a nursing program is having a small class size to be able to have a closer relationship with my professor/instructor. Being that I am a fast learner, working hands-on with simulators at Clarkson I will be provided an excellent clinical feel of what I will be presented within the working world. I have always been fascinated by the anatomy and physiology of the human body and nursing, and attending Clarkson college will give me the education I need to be as successful a future nurse. My senior year of high school I wanted to get a head start in my health care career and I dual enrolled at Metropolitan Community College. It was an opportunity that I very much enjoyed and I gained much information from. Unfortunately, during my second semester in high school, my mother lost her job and I had to help support our household, so that left me with no other option than to drop the classes I was taking at Metro to be able to
College was such a big ordeal around this time last year! Many students had no choice but to think about it every day and I was surrounded by friends and classmates thinking about the same thing. Am I sure this is the school for me? Do I really want to move away or just stay near my mom? I even thought to myself, “What about moving out of state?” Everyone was so nervous, and everyone had the right to be. We are all trying to take the next step into moving on after high school. Until April 5th, 2016, my proudest moment was this day. I received acceptance into the Alabama A&M university. It was just a regular day that I had come home to mail from different universities, and my mom and I had applied here already with my mind on going to a predominantly
My college career started with me just going to school to take PE classes while neglecting my main required core classes and always pushing them aside without any urgency to succeed in finishing school. A couple of years would go by with little to no progress and lack of motivation to succeed in finishing my college required classes. Soon landing a career oriented job and finding myself dropping out of college to focus on my work career. From this point and time I would learn the importance of school and the value of finish college through my years of experience at work. This awareness of value in finishing college would motivate me to want to go back to school. Soon I would find myself at American River College counseling center. Here I was coming back to school unsure of myself and in an environment where I previously never found success in school. After meeting with my counselor I was recommended to take a college success course. This course is part of a program called the Accelerated College Education (ACE). Because I was able to learn along the years being out of school the importance of gaining an education I gained a new motivation for school, signed up for this ACE program, and enroll in the college success
I have decided to apply to Baylor as a transfer because I felt that it was chancer to take. I currently live in Waco, Texas, and I have been there for all my life. When I was younger, I wanted to attend Baylor as my mom did. Although, when anyone is starting to grow up and become independent, there was excitement to leave home and be on my own. My first semester at University of Mary-Hardin Baylor was fantastic and I enjoyed staying on campus. This second semester became more challenging, not too much with school but with my emotions. I started to miss home, even when home was 40 minutes away. I started to feel as though UMHB wasn’t for me anymore, but I did
I can remember sitting in class, feeling eyes burning through me, dodging inquisitive glances from all sides, and anxiously awaiting the bell to ring for lunchtime. As most people know, lunch is the most dreaded part of the first day at a new school. First day of school memories are still fairly vivid for me; my father was in the JAG corps in the Army and my family moved with biannual regularity. In fact, I even attended three different high schools. While this may seem highly undesirable to some, I learned an incredible amount about myself, the world, and other people through moving that I may never have learned otherwise. What I have learned about myself and the world will without a doubt contribute to my success in life and even law school, but what I have learned about other people is of greatest relevance to studying and practicing law.
As the end of my senior year in high school approached, I had to make an important decision. What school was I going to spend the next few years of my life at? When the financial aid packages arrived, I was torn between two colleges. After sitting down with my mother and discussing the advantages and disadvantages of both schools, I came to my final decision. It seemed like a year ago I was imagining what college life would be like and suddenly before my eyes, I would be a college student in a matter of four months.
I have meet with more than my share of difficult challenges. This one will remain with me always, occasionally playing over in my mind when I look at my son. It was April of 1993, the eve of Easter Sunday; my children and I were coloring Easter eggs in anticipation of the big hunt the following morning. The kids were excited and having a blast, especially my three-and-a-half- year old son Joey. With the eggs freshly colored and carrots left out for the Easter Bunny, I put my children to bed, prepared the Easter baskets and retired myself. What happened the next morning would change not only my perspective, but also my entire life.
My parents sensed my troubles and we moved. Adjusting to a new high school took time. It was not easy making new friends and I continued to be lost. These incidents weighed heavily on my mind. My anguished heart refused to see beyond my own woes. A recent disturbing incident changed my purview of life.
I made the decision to come to Baylor early in 1999 while my freshman year was still in session. At first, people thought I was joking about leaving, but when I persisted in telling them, they had no choice but to accept my decision. I had spent most of my life with some of these people, while some I had known for less than a year. I didn't think about that in the beginning. At first I was excited to go, but about the time of this party, the anxiety of leaving hit me like a sledgehammer. The party was August 10th. I left for Baylor ten days later on August 20th. Those ten days were some of the most anxious of my entire life. Was I willing to give up my happy existence to step into an unknown world of doubt? Well, as you may have guessed, since I am writing this paper, I was willing to take that chance. The question of whether it was worth it or not has yet to be answered.
In may of 2013 I went to my first official college fair. It was called the colleges that changes life fair. A man a few years ago wrote a book on about 300 schools that were known for changing the lives of students. This fair was on the top floor of the Pennsylvania Hotel in New York City. I walked around each one of the close to 200 schools tables looking for my major Criminology. Not one table had Criminology till finally close to one of the last tables I saw the red table cloth and the funky name Lynchburg College. I walk up to the man asking him questions about the school and fell in love at first hearing. The next day I went back to school I was a junior at the time and told my college counselor all the amazing things about Lynchburg College and how that was the school i would be attending in the Fall of 2014. She told me i need to relax that, it was good I knew where I was going but I had to apply and wait to see the facial aid, see the school, get accepted and all the responsible stuff that applying to colleges entails. I responded “you wait Ms. Ally I am Dominican they need me there.”
Sometimes a person may feel that they have no purpose in life. Finding out who you are just takes the time of sitting down and thinking of the importance in your life. Who am I? I am Mercedes Kimberly Kingston, and I am a person with different personalities, characteristics, and identities. The many ways, in which I identify myself, in fact, are the ways that define who I am. My Identity is something only I can fully define. I have a little brother, which makes me a sister; I have two loving parents, which makes me a daughter; I am in college studying medicine, which makes me a student; and I have wonderful friends in desperate need of support, which makes me a wonderful best friend.
When I was in high school there was a mess up and I was not about to graduate. I found out at the end of my senior year that I was one class short of graduating. My junior year, I went to another school, then the beginning of my senior year I went back to the original school I grew up at. Come to find out, the other school
Personal Development is a lifelong process that involves the assessment of current skills and talents and the enhancement of oneself based on that assessment which then leads to the realization of goals and an improved quality of life. To be able to assess yourself, you need to be able to reflect on your past which helps you to understand the attitudes you have developed and the foundation that you will be building your life on. Also, you have to reflect on your present to see if there’s room for improvement and reflect on your future so that you can achieve your aspirations.