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As I walked through the halls of Mather High School my sophomore year I knew that this year would be different, I would finally accomplish a boyhood dream, and I would make the honor roll. While growing up as the youngest child I had two brothers and a sister to look up too. From a young age I showed signs that I had a short attention span and I just wasn't able to sit down and focus. Through middle school I struggled to complete homework assignments and study for those “big tests”. My grades reflected on my work performance and my grades suffered the worst. Whenever report cards were sent home I would always disappoint my parents and siblings. My sibling made the honor list every year and I had never once came close to their accomplishments. Having to watch my brothers and sister sit down at the dinner table with my parents chatting on and on about how great their grades were made feel like a disappointment to my family. I just wanted to make my family proud, I wanted to one day sit at the dinner table and smile with my parents and talk endlessly about how great my grades were. …show more content…

I studied 2-3 hours a night and disconnected myself from the outside world just so I can make the grades. When the semester end and report cards were sent home, I once again disappointed my parents and didn't make the honor roll list. I felt hopeless and discouraged and thought to myself “I’ll never be able to do it, I’ll never be able to make my parents proud and make the honor roll list”. I was almost obsessed with the idea and it consumed my mind, body, and soul. But to my surprise, it was all about to change the following

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