In life, the moments that mean the most to me are the ones that I thought I could never achieve. The doubt that I would ever be ready to take my GED came often. Every year I would pick up the books I had stored away and try again to see if I was ready. Each time I would walk away thinking, I’m just not ready yet. This became a pattern for many years to come. The last day I walked into the testing center I walked away with a feeling of accomplishment I had never quite known. Taking the GED test made me believe that I should be proud of my accomplishments. In February 2016 I decided I had been avoiding the GED test as long as I possibly could. I had just turned 36 a few months prior and I knew if I did not take it that year that I would put it off forever. Pushing away the thoughts that I was not ready I made my first appointment for Saturday. It was three days away and it gave me no …show more content…
As I drove to the small mobile classroom, nestled behind the empty high school, I felt anxious that the time had finally arrived. With a deep breath, I wiped my sweaty palms on my pant legs and made my way toward the building. As I pulled open the door I remembered the first time I had been to the building, and the doubts that ran through my mind. I felt the fear start to creep in again. Once inside the building I went to the restroom and looked at myself. I knew I could pass the last test I just needed to go in there and remember everything I had learned. Entering the testing center room for what I hoped would be the last time, I smiled nervously at the receptionist. After checking me in she wished me well and I entered a room lined full of computers. My fears vanished as I got to work on the test. As each question came across the screen I felt more confident in myself. I knew the answers and as I finished each portion of test I felt like I finally could be achieving my
I bolted through the clear door of a small, earth-colored high school, practically slamming the door behind me. Catching my breath, I stood in the school, completely drenched and shivering. Rain pounded the clear door behind me. I stood awkwardly on a mat in front of the doorway, trying not to get the floor wet. I gazed around the hall in front of me.
There I stayed for the remaining 20 minutes which managed to feel like hours. Finally, we pulled into the front of the school. Any relief in exiting The Bus left me quickly as I gazed upon Royalton High School once again. I had visited the institution over the last three years for my brothers’ wrestling matches, so it was vaguely familiar. After attending Open House the week prior, I became hesitant to approach since last time I had been assaulted by a large group of chatty girls. Only two people names were known to me in this large abyss of hormones, but I’d never meet either of
Walking through the dark hallway, I struggled to find the light every day. Going into my classroom felt like opening the door to a pathway to hell. I cried each and every day hoping and praying I would go back to the place I loved my whole life, my school back in Ethiopia. As I walked into my old school, past memories and emotion came rushing back to me. I saw my old hiding place, I would go there to get away from all my problems. It was beside the cafeteria, where a small room was located. The walls were dusty and the floor looked like it hadn’t been cleaned for a year, but I didn’t care because that was my place where I can hide from the rest of the world. One day I heard a knock at the door, I thought who in their right mind would want to come here, but as it turned out that day was the day everything changed and I met my best friend there. My whole perspective about school changed that day. The ugly building I did not want to walk into became like my second home. I realized I was lucky to have a school to go to, and most people don’t have a chance to even go to school. Going to my classes became the best part of my day. Having my best friend beside me taught me that I can accomplish anything if I try my
The sun is making its way up the horizon, but has not yet filled the sky with its cheerful rays. We exit the bus and immediately turned into statues. We stood next the flag pole staring at the school entrance. “This is going to be okay. This is going to be okay” I mumbled to myself. I wanted to enter, nonetheless, gravity glued my feet down to the cold concrete ground. My hands started sweating through my thin-knitted pink sweater and tears were about to roll off my eyes. Shortly after, I saw a shadow of a tall woman approaching us from the school’s front door. My heart beats like a drum as she carefully making her way toward us like you would when you proceed a scared puppy. She stood about four feet away from us making sure she’s not invading our comfort zone. She knelt down and shows us her school staff ID card while holding her buzzing walkie talkie on the other hand. She then ask for our names and walked us one by one to our classrooms. I remember it was so early that I had to sit in front of my class waiting for my teacher to
As I turned my tassel from right to left, an overwhelming sensation of joy shot through my body. I finally did it, I finally completed those 4 daunting yet unique years of high school. Not only did I complete high school successfully, I also graduated in the top 10% of my class. Now with each passing day I countdown to when I'll start the next chapter in my life. I know this chapter of my life will be filled with many different emotions and hardships.
I knew at some point I needed to make a serious change, so I inquired about a local GED program. One of the biggest challenges for me was finding time to study, or develop a daily study routine. Without an understanding of existing knowledge and abilities, it was difficult to map a study plan. So I first determine the knowledge and skills I already had, along with the ones important for the test. Measuring my abilities would also determine my skills and weaknesses, and identify areas for study. I was afraid of the GED test, thinking it would be too hard. At this point in my life I had a part time job earning minimum wage, my first child was on the way and I did not have time for classes. Plus, I had a hard time in school and was not looking forward to another classroom. In order to pass the GED you need to average 450 points, I took the test and I had mixed feelings about it seeing I did not go past the 8th grade. Math was first it went really well, I felt that I got the majority of the questions right. Writing/Essay (lite...
The first stop was Monica’s class room. We walked through the never ending hallway, searching for Monica’s classroom like detectives on a mission to find a key to the unknown door. We found the Monica’s classroom and dropped her off. The next stop was mine. I found myself getting more nervous each step, I toke. Suddenly my mom and my dad stopped walking and told me that this was my classroom.
We pulled up to the front of the school and got in the drop off line. As I watched students climb out of cars while saying goodbye to their parent(s), and walk to the front entrance I thought they looked like zombies. I kept thinking to myself, “What am I about to walk into?” I kept reciting in my head what my sister told me a while ago; “High school is like a horror movie to freshmen. The seniors are the slashers, and you are the victims. Don’t be afraid.” That statement never left my head. The bell began to ring. Everyone rushed in to find their first-period class. I had no idea where I was going. This whole place was all new to me. I looked at my schedule, looked at the room numbers, and looked at the buildings. I didn 't dare ask anyone how to get to my
My greatest achievement to date, started when I was only ten years old. Little did I know that the decision I would make as a fifth grader would shape not only my life choices, but what kind of person I would grow up to be. The decision was joining The Boy Scouts of America. Up-until fifth grade being a part of Boy Scouts was something I enjoyed but was mostly something my parents made me participate in. My main interest consisted of playing basketball with my closest friends. The problem was that the basketball practice time was at the exact same time as the boy scout meeting time. My parents, understanding my love for basketball, sat me down and asked me which activity I would rather pursue. The choice was entirely mine. I spent the next
Time passed quickly, there was another important event made me a very different person in learning. Recall this incident on my third grade, reading and writing were so effortlessly because of my early learning development; I am a very confident kid in the class. Finally, there was English test; I thought I was going to do great. The most awkward thing was I told my best friend Yvonne that I was going to get an A for it. In addition, I also told her the test was not going to be too difficult and I preferred to spend time for cartoon in that evening.
My overall success as a student can be seen in some of the key areas of my personality, true grit and determination, creativity, organization, and adaptability. When I became a mother in 2012 I quickly learned that having the ability to adapt in any circumstance and creatively take on daily challenges became one of my most important attributes. Both of my boys drive my everyday resilience to be the best student and mother that I can be. They drive me to accomplish my goals both as a mother and academically. Looking at their young faces that will shape the future of our world I hope to be able to inspire them to be determined in their academic career to be the best they can be.
Out of all the trophies I collected over the years from playing various sports, the biggest accomplishment I have ever achieved is making my way into college and starting my path to becoming a teacher. The experiences I have had in my field experiences and tutoring students brings me so much joy. The only way to describe it, is to say teaching fills me with more intrinsic rewards than anything I have known. I am proud to say I graduated from Boerne High School as a Greyhound. I played soccer for the Greyhound’s Varsity team starting my freshman year and, sadly, had to call it quits after a knee injury prevented me from going further with my soccer career.
My greatest accomplishment is my family. It may not seem like an accomplishment to most people, but in my eyes it is huge. I had the impression growing up that if my parents did not seem happy, how could I ever possibly make marriage work for me. By the late 1980’s when I was in high school, I swore I would never marry and never have kids. Eventually I did change my mind, reluctantly I might add. We as humans learn to live by example and my parents were not always the best examples. I come from a military family, my father was in the Navy for 23 years. Leaving my Mom to raise my younger brother and me. So every three years we felt like a single parent family when sea duty rolled around. I always felt like my Father choose to leave us when he went on a cruise for six month. Now I understand that it was a necessity in order for my parents to stay together. In a since, what I’m saying is the separation eventually made us a better family. The heart sometimes needs to miss someone in order to know how it feels about them. Sometime my Mother and I both wish my Father would go away for a little while. I would not object to him take my husband with him as long as they come back. The one person who was able to get me to consider settling down was a former Marine. That I’m still married to after ten years and three children.
It was finally the first day of school; I was excited yet nervous. I hoped I would be able to make new friends. The first time I saw the schools name I thought it was the strangest name I’ve ever heard or read, therefore I found it hard to pronounce it in the beginning. The schools’ floors had painted black paw prints, which stood out on the white tiled floor. Once you walk through the doors the office is to the right. The office seemed a bit cramped, since it had so many rooms in such a small area. In the office I meet with a really nice, sweet secretary who helped me register into the school, giving me a small tour of the school, also helping me find
I have made many achievements in my life. I am happy to be such an achiever at things. I remember my first achievement which was in kindergarten. In kindergarten I got on the honor roll for the first time. I was so happy, but I was just happy because my mom was happy. I didn’t even know what honor roll meant, but I finally founded out that is meant that I got all A’s. My mom was so happy for me, and I got lot of money for my A’s. After that my next achievement was that I learn how to ride a bike. When I first started to ride a bike with no training wheels I kept on falling. After I kept falling I didn’t want to learn anymore, but I saw that my little cousin was riding a bike, so I just had to learn how to ride a bike. Finally, after all the sores and burses, I learned how to ride a bike. I still fall every now and then.