The goal of finishing school has always been ingrained into me at a young age. My mother has always hammered into my mind that I should always do my best, and get an education because it will lead to better opportunities in life. The constant nagging eventually formed into a fear within me that I don’t want to be a worthless bum, and actually make something of myself. At first glanced, everything seem too easy that I eventually did enough just to get by. I did the bare minimum at school just to get that passing grade.
It is a well known fact that one decision can change a life and that is exactly what happened to me. I chose to be a hardworking student, take multiple dual credit classes, and try to advance myself as much as possible. I never thought that all my hard work would come back on me and ruin my plan. I will be graduating with 33 college credit hours and an EMT license which for a normal student that would be great. My plan of two years came crashing down last week, my dream of going to a six year medical program was denied.
In the reading “Who Goes to College” written by Cecilia Rodriguez Milanes I was able to see myself in her situation. When she was a senior she had no idea what she was going to do her following year, all she knew was that her parents wanted her to attend college. She always wanted to work, she liked being able to provide for herself but her parents always told her that college would come first. She had no clue of how college worked, what classes she would take or what she would do there. After all the confusion she had of what college truly is, she began to love it.
I’m proud to be in America because if I was in Vietnam I would have done same job as my parents did in America. Education is what had made me become successful throughout elementary to 2 high school because it had prepared me for college. Back then when I went to school I would just think of school a place where I get to talk to my friends and have fun. I was not gifted and I did not work hard either because school was a place where I felt my parents would force me to go to. I would never had made it to college if I gave up on education because my senior year I felt really lazy and I didn’t know what to... ... middle of paper ... ...tion is sometimes taken for granted because I feel like I don’t need to learn a certain subject in college but yet I need it to involve in the real world when getting a job.
A recent failure that has changed how I go about my daily life is one that many college freshman experience in their first year. In high school I was a very good student, but I did not have to put in a lot of effort to get the grades that I wanted. I would joke with my friends and say that high school taught me how to put in the least amount of effort, and still get the maximum result. All of my teachers told me, as they did every student, that college was going to be different and if you do not put in more effort it would be very difficult. I knew this coming into school, but I am not sure if part of me wanted to prove people wrong, or if I actually was just adjusting to college life.
Mothers’ Know Best “You’re going to end up being a teacher when you’re older,” said my mom while I was in middle school. I never believed that I would ever have the desire to want to teach children about certain subjects. In middle school, the teachers were just inconsiderate of everything that we were suppose to do not only in the classroom, but at home too and I never wanted to be someone that some people hate. Once I got to my junior year of high school I finally decided that maybe my mother is right, I think I would really love my job as a teacher, but the reasons I decided this path was a lot deeper than just my mother telling me she thought I’d make a good teacher. I want to be a teacher because I can help the future generations, make
I enrolled myself without counseling in Spanish 2, calculus 1, and freshman composition and I struggled the entire way, my pride just would not let me admit that I needed help. So I lied to myself, I told myself that it would get better or maybe just go away. It did not and after failing my final exams I would be faced with the damage I had done to my, academic career. In my second semester I went on a road to clean up the damag... ... middle of paper ... ...nding. I have an opportunity that most kids would never even dream of by being able to say that I am in the process of obtaining a college degree from Howard University.
Knowing that information makes me wanna push myself so much because I wanna show my mother that everything turned out fine even though she struggled . She told me many stories about how it was very difficult to get a good job due to her not going to college and that’s when she decided she was going to go back to get her Bachelor’s degree. She always tells me to put myself first and do what is best for me because she wants me to be successful as
I had also engraved in my head that high school wasn’t important that my grades didn’t matter because the only thing that will count is what I do in college. However, I was wrong and for me to get into college they looked at everything I’d done in high school. I didn’t do as well in school, because my family infuriated me, they always compared me to my cousin and wanted me to be just like her, a straight A student. “[But] branch isn’t better than that one, only different, and each one has the potential to grow in its own special way,” (Bain 119). I
This career is really hard and danger for me, but I am not worried about hard work and danger. I only focus on my career to get a degree and became a best nurse. However, only because of as a second language makes me frustrated and felt like let’s give up. When I was about giving up mood my mother prompt me to move ahead and she give an example of several people who came from another country and became famous like Albert Einstein who was born in Garman and other more. After I heard those words from her I felt that I can do it my best I can.