Overall, my decision to switch schools was a much needed and very freeing change. I probably should have switched schools in the middle of 7th grade, but I felt hesitant and didn’t think I should switch schools. I remained at Ocosta for the final semester of 7th grade. I actually ran for a position in the ASB office, promising myself that if I became an officer, I’d
This was my most important reason for coming to America, but I was afraid I was never going to happen. I applied for admission to another university when I came, but after five months of studying English they denied my acceptance so I had to find another university. Finally, when I finished the university I received my acceptance to MTSU. Although this was not my first choice I am glad I came because the university has good teachers and fun classes in my major. Coming to America was my answer to what I wanted to do after high school.
Sometimes I wish the class room were as simple as me being on the field knowing what to do . I tried college without sports and just relying on my knowledge to help me transfer to another school . But it didn't work out too well , my first year of college was brutal ; school just didn't feel like the correct path for me . It was the spring semester
One of the biggest lessons I learnt was that you need to choose your friends very wisely. I also learnt that the friends you entered high school with wouldn’t necessarily be the ones you were hugging on the last day. I had genuinely thought that the people I considered to be my best friends in Grade Nine would still be my best friends when we said goodbye to the beige brick walls that is Beaulieu College. However, I was completely wrong. I was so fixated into being friends with everyone that I didn’t choose my friends
The problem arose when I was preparing to find work on campus, to supplement some of my educational costs. I went to the international office to pick up my I-20 which was not available to me because they didn’t receive it through Sevis. Immediately I was shocked and began to phone the other school because my status was in limbo, or could have already been terminated. I found out that it had been barely terminated by Huston Community College because I was no longer a full-time student there. However, I still fulfilled my requirement of being a full- student through a different Brigham Young University.
I am looking for happiness. I find that my biggest strength is learning from my mistakes. I have always told people that I would rather them tell me what I did wrong then let me believe I was right but, it seemed to really hit me after a low point of my semester. I realized that I can either dwell on my mistakes or take them as a new lesson. I have been looking back on my first semester and though it was my lowest of low points, I now see overcoming it as one of my proudest moments.
As a first generation college student, I have the desire to not only make my parents proud of my academic achievements, but to be the first person in my family to receive a college degree. At a very young age, I was always expected to receive A’s and B’s in my school assignments, as well as my final grades. However, I was never rewarded or congratulated whenever I did receive those grades because it was already expected of me to achieve them. Hence, a time in which I have experienced failure but also felt like I let my family down was when I received a D in my Critical Thinking course I was already retaking for the second time. The first time I took Critical Thinking was during the summer in which it was an 8-week long course.
The crowds of people screaming and pushing each other in the hallways seemed less irritating than they did yesterday. Today, the last day of my senior year, they were quieter, muffled, like they were behind a soundproof wall. Until two months ago, I didn’t have any idea where I wanted to go to college or what I wanted to do with my life. To be honest, I still didn’t know, but I had applied for Penn State and was
I have gone through several classes where I just hurry and memorize as many facts and examples as I can so I will get through the class and still earn a good grade. I end up not being able to remember such information after the semester is over. An example of this would be my Chemistry class. I am an Early Childhood Education major, and I do not need to know Chemistry to be able to teach Kindergarten through Fourth grade. Therefore, in my mind it was acceptable to just get through the class, because I felt that the material was not necessary for my future career.
Raised all my life in Puerto Rico and then transferring to America was a great challenge. I had to overcome various difficulties in order to adapt to new ideas, cultures, and lifestyles. One of the obstacles I encountered was adapting to school. Since I was five my parents wanted me to imbibe the English language in order to have an exceptional future filled with opportunities, but when I arrived all my hard work in learning English did not seem to matter at my middle school. I arrived in this country thinking I was going to be in the most challenging classes and be at the top but reality smacked me in the face the first day I entered eighth grade.
Though I no longer regret it, I cannot deny that my decision to attend a community college instead of a four year was a mistake. Growing up my parents tried their best to make sure that I would have the opportunity to do whatever I wanted with college education despite our economic status. They entered me in educational programs, encouraged reading, taught me over the summer, and were always there to help. When I graduated high school I found myself at a major cross roads. I was sixteen, living away from home and held multiple acceptance letters in my hand; but the school I wanted to go to was in New York.