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.
On November 6th, I encountered a cultural disconnect with a friend. My friend is a white, female, and the same age as me. This disconnect happened on the Berkeley campus when we were walking to our next class. We were both walking and talking about what we have been up to that past week. I told her that I was swamped with midterms and projects coming up so I was “studying and dying all week.” She chuckled at my statement and she said she had two midterms coming up too and has not begun to study. I asked her why she did not start studying yet. I assumed she was too consumed with her part-time job or preoccupied with other important obligations, but she simply replied, “I didn’t feel like it.”
Before moving to North Carolina, my academics were not my top priority, they were not very important to me at the time. I was not influenced by my teachers or any adults around me. They did not care enough to push me to be the best that I can be, work hard and be an active member in my school or community. Due to the lack of encouragement, I was not as responsible and focused on my academics as I should have been. My grades were not what they could have been.
As a dedicated student, dismissal from Kaplan University has been an eye-opener. While I blame no one other than myself, it has been the hardest year of my life. My education has been hindered this last term due to a family illness. I failed to acknowledge the importance of my studies and allowed the sickness of my grandfather, my caregiver, to effect me. My grandfather moved in with me from Arizona to be closer to Sloan Kettering Hospital after being diagnosed with Lymphoma.
There were many times that I convinced myself that I was going to fail, but I was determined to finish. At the end of the year, received straight A 's, another standard that I wanted to hold myself to at the time. Since then, I have worked hard to maintain my grades despite my health. I eventually found the balance between my health issues and
My mother, Wina Bailey, is a hard working woman who is very successful in life. She not only has a satisfying job, but she is also able to care for her family. When Wina graduated high school, she wasn’t able to achieve her college degree right away because of her family struggles. However, when she was 36 years old, Her best friend inspired her to go back to college because even though it took her friend years to achieve a masters degree, yet she persevered and that gave my mom strength mentally in which she was able to say “ I can do that too”. She decided to attend University of Phoenix’s online classes in extent to care for a family of 4 and juggle working full time.
This year, I experienced both a personal and academic obstacle that correlate with one another. In January, I started the year long Medical Assisting program at my school. Prior to beginning this program, I was so excited to be getting a medically centered education, and learning about the field I wanted to expand my career in. After entering the program and learning that there is so much more to medicine than just taking care of patients, I began to lose my interest. This was shocking to me since, my whole life up until this year, I believed I was going to become an amazing medical doctor.
Fortunately for me, I decided and was able to sell the business to finish off paying for the semester, re-enrolled in those same courses that same semester, and am now getting financial help so I can strictly focus on my school work. Also, more than anything I am happy to say that my mother was declared cancer free near the end of last semester, so no other obstacles like that should come my way. I feel that my capabilities in school are reflected in how I did last semester once I was completely focused on school, making a 4.0 in important math and science courses and even my computer science course, as well as now having made
Mr.Prokes understood me. He knew what i wanted to do with my life, when I wanted to do it and how I was gonna do it. I never would 've thought that I would leave him the first year I met him. All though, he emailed my mother saying: "Dear Jeri Johnson, Your son this year had a rough year. Myself and Mr.Pargaen tried to make it better, but this class needs serious help.
And must I still point out that I still have the ceiling to achieve a 3.0cumulative GPA when I graduate, with a average of 3.6 per semester. I will also like to get the chance to address what happen during the summer. It was a honest mistake, I had all my work turned in. Until the last ten days of the class. I was in a difficult time in my life, with a death of a longtime friend at the time.
Case Manager Comments: Reed, It seems to me that you have developed a routine to work on your assignments and prepare for your tests and exams. I have seen you coming to Achieve more often and working with your tutors; however, I think that you need to come even more often. I am sure that you are more than capable to make your grades up, but more work needs to be done. CMST 382 – Research Methods Public Comn: These are the grades your instructor has posted in D2L to date.
I knew I needed to develop a plan for the following semester so that this would not happen again, which is why I switched to online school. This immensely helped me as I was able to focus on myself, my mental health, and gave me more time to
Overcoming “The” Struggle I don’t recall having a hard time learning how to read. It was one of those things that just came easily to me for some reason. For the most part I enjoyed reading as well. The only time I didn’t enjoy reading was when I didn’t understand a certain word or a certain phrase.
There was no doubt in my mind that I tried my hardest in the classes; I just did not have as much faith in myself when it came to the test day. In AP U.S. History, I did my homework religiously every weekend on Sunday afternoons by delving into each chapter as much as possible and enjoying what I was reading. For AP Language and Composition by creating a word wall in my room in order to improve my vocabulary. All the weekends spent doing homework and more for these classes paid off in a way I never would have imagined. I finally was able to believe my hard work towards achieving a goal could actually be rewarded.