Why Become An Engineer Essay

For as long as I can remember, it has always been my goal to be able to receive a college education. Only a few of my family members have ever graduated high school, much less be able to have the chance to go to college before me. So I decided that I was going to be the one to make a change in my family and be the first to go to college. So I worked as hard as I possibly could in school in order to be able to have the opportunity to be able to attend college, and I proudly succeeded in achieving my goal. Not only was I accepted into Colorado State University, but I was also accepted into their Chemical and Biological engineering program. But as I recently realized, being an engineer is not what I was meant to do.
Throughout my primary education
This was especially true during my senior year of high school when I taking AP calculus and applying to colleges. Becoming an engineer was what I always thought I was supposed to do, because I was raised to believe the stereotype that if you were good at math you should become an engineer and that they all make a lot of money. Growing up in a low income community, making a lot of money is always the ultimate dream and so I was going to do and be whatever it took in order to become someone who doesn’t have to struggle every month just to make ends meet. But it wasn’t until this third semester that I realized that becoming an engineer is just not something that I was supposed to do. This is why I made the decision to change my major to Health and Exercise with a concentration in sports medicine. My sophomore year in high school, I took a sports science course at the Career Education Center (CEC) high school and I fell in love with the material. It was then I realized what I wanted to do with my
Not only was I experiencing failure for the first time in my academics, which was the one thing that I always thought I was good at, but I was also losing confidence in myself. This whole I have been learning as I go, as I try to navigate my way through my college education. Being a first generation student I had no family to turn to when I was struggling to ask for advice, and always felt too embarrassed to ask for help from others when I needed it. This was a huge mistake that I made and I will make sure that I will not make it again. If I am ever confused at what material is being taught in class, I will attend the professor’s office hours. I was always afraid to attend office hours because all of the courses that I have taken so far have been enormous lecture courses and I felt that the professor wouldn’t have time to help me individually and see me as just another student in their lectures. But just recently because of my professor for music appreciation, I realized that professors actually do care about their students and want to help