I was born in the Dominican Republic as the child of a single mother. I am my parent’s only child with two maternal siblings and four paternal siblings. When I was three years old, my mother moved to the United States looking for a better future for her children. It was not until I was fifteen years old, when I came to enjoy that better future. While my mother was working and sending money to the DR to support her children, I moved several times around relatives’ houses. When I turned nine year old I moved to my uncles/godparents’ home and their five children. There, I was raised in a devoted catholic home with the same privileges and rules as my cousins. In the 2009, I moved to Pennsylvania with my maternal siblings to live with my siblings, …show more content…
When I was about to begin high school, I realized that I was the prime responsible for getting the best quality education. Then, I informed my godparents that I wanted to study in a more academically challenging high school. I was admitted in a catholic school, where I completed my 9th and 10th grade. That catholic school was rigorous with a minimum passing grade of 75/100 and an average of 15 different subjects per semester. Until today’s date, my years in the American education system has seen as piece of cake in contrast with my first half of high school. Up until my 10th grade, I was an average student, who excelled in the subjects she liked and barely passed the ones she despised. In my junior year, after moving to the US, I decided not to be an average student anymore. I continued my high school education in Pennsylvania and graduated my senior year with a straight A’s record despite initially not knowing a lick of English. I intended on going to Pitt, but my family moved to NJ and I did not feel ready to get housing on campus. After moving to NJ. I began taking ESL classes in a community college. After three semesters, I was able to take regular college classes and declared accounting as my major. I planned on finishing my bachelor’s degree debt free, based on my good grades and extracurricular activities, and at the point it seemed like it was possible. However, by the time I had to transfer to a …show more content…
My relatives tell me that as a child, when I was not asking an infinity of questions, I was looking for answers on my own (which scared the living daylights out of them). Moreover curiosity has been the quality that had dictated most of my interests and careers choices. After I moved to New Jersey, I interacted with so many different people from around the world. I found out my predilection for learning about other cultures especially through their cuisine and history. Then, when I learned about accounting in detail while taking principles of accounting, knowing what a business was made of translated in numbers was added into my list of things I was curious about. I decided to study business and not history or gastronomy because accountancy is a more flexible area with job stability, and given my modest background, job stability is a
Curious, from latin “cūriōsus” meaning careful, is an adjective defined as: eager to learn or know; inquisitive. It describes someone who is eager to find out answers and to explore and learn. Curiosity, from latin “cūriōsitās” meaning desire of knowledge, is a noun defined as: the desire to learn or know about anything; inquisitiveness. According to David Beswick, who is a graduate from the university of melbourne, curiosity is commonly regarded as the prime example of intrinsic motivation, which refers to behavior that is driven by internal rewards. Curiosity has, in the past, alluded to our most common meaning of desire, what we need, wish, want, or inclination to know or learn, but also onto the application of care or careful attention to any object in general, a learning task, or, a craft. While curiosity is a state commonly experience by all people, there are some events which arouse curiosity in mostly everyone. A simple example is the “Big Bang Theory,” which explains how the universe began. This speculation brought up question to people, who were not in the slightest way interested in science, due to the fact that it also ties into a religious claim: “God created the world out of nothing.” This led to many people in search of wether what was claimed in the religious writings, is true. Researchers had excavations in order to find information about this topic, and the religious people were also looking for explanations. Curiosity is also a trait which is more typical of some people that others. For instance a magician with the tricks he performs. Spectators tend to ask themselves “How did he do that?” Most of the time someone asks a question, or wants to get information about something, it is an expression of curiosity because if there was no envy of knowledge, there would most likely be no questions asked, unless the individual already had all the information he needed. Another possible reasons for asking question
I was born in the Dominican Republic, November 2, 1982. I lived and grew up in a countryside where everybody knew each other. My childhood years were full of wonderful experiences where I felt loved by my parents and my family. I went to school around 6 years old. I had to walk around 30 minutes to get there from my house. My father was a farmer who had to work long hours in order to sustain our big family. My mother was a housewife; she was in charge of taking care of us. I have five siblings, three boys and two girls. I remember that at that time we did not have many things in our house. We did not have electricity and also we did not have a service of water. I remembered that my father had to go to the river to get water for the necessities of the house. At that time my family was very poor, but my
Now I’m not so sure. As a college student facing graduation in a year, I’ve lost my faith in the accessibility of the American Dream. Thus far, I have been fortunate to surpass a large percentage of my peers from high school in my preparation for future success. I’m not still living at home. I did not get married at 18. In fact, I worked extremely hard in school and even harder in athletics so I could get a full-scholarship to a prestigious university and a graduate debt-free. Though even with my over-priced and elite preparation, I still don’t feel secure in my future. Like many of my classmates, I have a nagging feeling I will never equal, must less exceed, my parent’s accomplishments or financial success. Frankly, I’m terrified to graduate.
One day while folding clothes, I saw a commercial sponsored by the President Barack Obama Ad Campaign that encouraged stay- at- home mothers and single mothers to go back to school to get their college degrees. President Obama is specifically assisting moms to go back to college by increasing federal stimulus monies as well as financial aid. Right then and there, I decided to go back to school to further my education and increase my chances of starting a career in the field I would be trained in. I wanted to be able to earn more than minimum wage in this already stressed job market. My decision to go back to school was not an easy decision. For the last seven years, I have been a stay- at- home mother and during that time I have often thought about going back to school and earning a degree. But, whenever the thought of going back to school crossed my mind I would feel as though I was neglecting my duties as a wife and mother. I also suffered from a paralyzing fear of failure that has always kept me from pursuing the possibilities of obtaining a higher education. After much prayer and discussion with my family, I finally made the decision to move forward with my plans to obtain a college education.
My high school experience was different from most in the sense that I was enrolled in an early college program. This meant earning dual credit and graduating with a high school diploma, an associate’s degree, and the chance to enroll at a four-year university as any typical high school student would. This also meant finding a new mode of transportation since the community college served as the high school campus and the only working car in the family was my father’s way to get to work. We met with the school principal on numerous occasions to discuss this issue and see what could be done, but it looked like this was going to be one opportunity I would be unable to take advantage of — I even missed the orientation week for incoming freshmen
Society puts too much pressure on high school students to attend a 4-year college right after graduation. Though this is an attainable goal for some, a great majority of students are not fully prepared for the demands of college. 4-year schools require an incredible amount of maturity and preparation, leaving very little room for mistakes. Schools often overlook this aspect because their main goal is to get as many students into 4-year college as possible. This is a great goal to have however they send students off to college who aren’t ready to be handle the difficult of their courses while being away from home. My senior year of high school, my family and I came to the conclusion that we were not going to be able to afford four-year college tuition. This upset me at first because I felt like all my hard work and good grades went to waste. I dreaded the thought of going to community college because my who...
I moved to the united states of America on February 14 2002, I came here to start afresh and begin a new life of opportunity, I must admit I never knew what to really expect other than what I've seen on television as such, it was a dream come through for me. However upon my arrival I realized and experienced that it was really as expected but in order to live a good life I had to work hard to achieve it. In my family I am the first son of my father and that automatically puts a lot of responsibility on me, responsibility on me to care for my parents, siblings and even my grand parents this has been hammered repetitively in me, we are an African family and the culture is different even the norms as well,
During my freshman year in high school, my mother remarried and I had to move from Colorado to Kentucky. One year later, we relocated back to Colorado after they divorced. During my junior year in high school, my mother remarried again and I had to change schools again, although we remained in Colorado. Thus, I did not have a sense of continuity during high school and although I recognized that my path would lead me to college, I was not ready to commit myself to school full time. Instead I went to work full time as a grocery clerk and worked my way up to assistant manager. I then moved into customer service work and finally fell into an advertising manager position. I took several night courses during this period until I was ready to commit to school full time. Although I could have continued with work, I knew that it was not what I wanted to do and once I committed myself to attending school and realized that I wanted to study Sociology, I have proven myself to be an above average student. This past year, I earned all "A"s in my courses.
Failure is described as "lack of success". Success is defined as "the accomplishment of an aim or purpose". If failure is lack of success and success is to accomplish an aim or purpose, then I have failed a lot of times in my life. I was well-raised in a little island called Dominican Republic. I am proud to be Dominican.
The path I have taken toward obtaining my Bachelor of Science Degree in Business, Management, and Economics, with a concentration in Marketing, has been different than I expected when I first started college. I started at Brooklyn College at 17-years-old and frankly, I wasn’t ready for it. I struggled to balance an awkward schedule of classes and inconsistent study habits. I never felt completely comfortable there and after two years of performing poorly, I enrolled at Kingsborough Community College. I viewed it as a new start and seized the opportunity. I decided to major in Business Administration; I made the Dean’s List, and saw my grades improve dramatically. After completing 74 total credits, I decided I was ready to return to a four-year-college. I initially considered returning to Brooklyn College but at this time my grandmother had become ill. I applied to the College of Staten Island which was near her home and would make it possible for me to help her out with whatever she needed and attend school locally. This worked out great for my first semester. I carried a 3.47 GPA and decided to major in Business, with a concentration in Marketing. At this time, I was working part-time while in school. But due to certain circumstances, I was forced to obtain a full-time job in addition to other part-time commitment. This made it very difficult for me to enroll in classes as most of the upper-level marketing classes that I needed for graduation were only offered during the day when I would now be working. I enrolled in night and weekend classes for the next two semesters but my grades began to suffer. In the last semester I tried to register at the College of Staten Island, I couldn’t fit the courses I needed into my ever-growing w...
I was born into poverty even before I was even born. My way of life was set even before my existence. Growing up I was strongly encouraged to dedicate my energy into my school work. Knowing that someday all that hard work and dedication will one day pay off. It wasn’t until my senior year of high school when I realized the true importance of going on to college really was. The only reason I excelled in my studies was because I was always enforced too, so when it came down to my decision to continue school I didn’t know what to do. I decided that even with a degree in today’s economy it won’t have much of an impact. But I couldn’t have been more wrong than ever. I eventually came to my own senses and decided for myself that all my years of being in school, planning for my future, long hours of hard work and perseverance shouldn’t go to waste. I shouldn’t waste my own intelligence and give up on what’s important. For me, a lower class civilian, the American dream is very much alive and achievable. And it guarantees a better life for me in the future. I decided to go to college because although I knew I should continue my education, I never realized how important it was for my future and well-being to have that knowledge and use it to better use. Although I may not come from wealth and will have to work twice as hard as the rest, I believe that as long as I remain
Curiosity helps to learn more things. If you learn things by being curious you are more likely, than others, to be smarter because it shows you want to learn. It doesn't just show that
Being a first generation low-income student has had a huge impact on my education. It has presented as an asset and a challenge at UCI. Both my parents are first generation Americans with my father being born in Mexico and my mother born in Honduras. My father only has a third grade education and my mother has a sixth grade education. My parents don’t know English so it limited the amount of job opportunities they received in the United States. These conditions had my family and I grow up very low-income. My parents could rarely help my sisters and I with school since they have little knowledge about the education system here in the United States. My parents had no knowledge about receiving a higher education, which made my process of going to and attending college very difficult. My first year at UCI was a tough transition. I had little to no guidance and came into college not knowing what to expect. Unfortunately, this reflected in my grades. My GPA resulted at a 1.2 and I was on Academic Disqualification after my first quarter at UCI. I
My journey as a student has always been focused on the path to college and success. Before I even set foot in kindergarten my mother, a college dropout, always told me that “honor roll wasn’t an option” and that I would be attending college in the future and achieving a degree. Most of the time I made these requirements. Most of the time I was awarded honor roll or had a newly edited list of colleges to attend, but sometimes life got in the way of my dreams of achieving success.
Complicated is a good word to describe my childhood. I am originally from Lima, Peru, where I lived my first eight years. Also, I am the only child of my mom Susana Ramos, a secretary, and Julio Ayin, a pilot of the Peruvian air force. Since before I was born, my parents were separated because of infidelities. Both, frequently argued over money and myself. I had to constantly attend counseling sessions because I was acting up, due to the fact that I was getting affected by my parent’s hostile encounters. As a kid, I always looked at my friends and saw how their family were united and how they had a great relationship with their father, which I always wanted but never got. I spend countless nights, crying and trying to figure out why my father never came to see me and every time I ask him why he never told me. Until one day I found out that he got