Returning to college has been an exciting and terrifying decision for me. My husband has encouraged me for 1-2 years, but my fear of failure overwhelmed me and kept me from pursuing my Bachelor’s Degree. I wasn’t even sure what I wanted to pursue. I’m now on this journey and ready for whatever it is that God has planned for me. I have worked hard encouraged my three kids as they transitioned their way through elementary school through middle school and on to high school and graduation.
Going back to school is one of the scariest things I have done! That being said, I have two children, both boys and when I chose to have them that was scary. When they got here that was even scarier, I was now responsible for someone else full time. Every decision I have made since is for them. I think being a mom has made me a stronger person emotionally and physically.
So I decided that I would have to put my education on hold, until I could get myself together. I thought, I can always go back to school once my family life gets back to normal. Little did I know neither one was to be in my future. My family life was dysfunctional, I finally decided to divorce my abusive husband of 17 years.
An event that influenced my life occurred when I came to the U.S not knowing any English. I did not know anyone around nor did I understood them. It took me a while to learn a few words and than learn to speak them. The first few months it was hard for me because I found English complicated,confusing,and hard to memorize. Some words were easy because it was somehow connected to Spanish, and others were not as easy. My mind was set and focused on achieving my goal, to have a good career, join a medical/technology field. A lot of people doubted me, saying I would not be able to learn English, graduate or reach any goals. Hearing those words broke me into pieces, but I took it as a challenge. I felt shattered but committed at the same time. I
Breaking the Cycle 16, 17, 18, 19. These numbers are how old my grandma, my aunt, my mom, and my sister were when they got pregnant with their first child. Most of the women on my mother’s side were teen moms without a college degree, some without a high school diploma and all were single. I plan to not continue this cycle. Growing up, I saw how my mom struggled to find a career she enjoys with just her high school diploma, even though she is a very intelligent person.
I am also the first in my family attaining an education. I did not have my mother’s insight of what to do and/or what to expect from college. My main support were my counselors; they helped me not feel alienated as a student. Despite all the circumstances and
“I’ll buy you the biggest house on the front of a beach when I’m older!” was what I told my parents when I was a little kid. Even then I admired my parent’s sacrifices to support my brother and me. As Vietnamese immigrants, my parents worked hard to support their family the moment they arrived in the United States. From the stories they’ve told me, I knew it wasn’t easy, but miraculously they managed to build up their income and live a happy and comfortable life today.
I was very excited to finally see I was one step closer to going into adult hood. Unfortunately, my Aunt passed away during my junior year which put my family in a financial bind trying to pay for her funeral because she didn’t have any life insurance. We didn’t except an unfortunate event to happen but I knew I had to sty strong and stay true to my dream. While she
My love of learning helped me to excel through elementary school and upon entering high school I realized that if I wanted to continue learning beyond high school I would need to be able to fund it because the higher education system is not as gracious as Head Start. At that point in time, I had one sibling in college and my parents were supporting two other children and a disabled grandparent, therefore there was no way they would be able to fund me furthering my education. The only possible solution to this was to apply the critical thinking skills and love of learning Head Start provided me with to get good grades so that I would be able to pay for my education through scholarships. Thankfully with hard work, dedication, and the skills Head Start provided me with I was able to graduate with a high enough GPA to qualify for some Georgia scholarships and an honors scholarship for my school that is funding the continuation of my education. I am now well into my second year at Agnes Scott College where I am pursuing a degree in Biochemistry so that I will be able to help ensure the well-being of others just as Head Start did for
My initial goal was to make the most out of the unfortunate situation, and focus on getting the best grades possible so I could transfer with ease. However, my priorities soon shifted from school, to hanging out with friends and experiencing everything new that the town had to offer. This approach quickly led to declining grades, and a melancholy feeling because of the situation I had put myself in.
"You have to focus on your education, now it's more important than anything else, but you have to be open minded to other things. I want you to have a good life and be able to buy anything you want without always depending on others." My mother said. I know she wanted me to be successful and appreciate the education and opportunities we have that she could not. Coming from another country, all I wanted was to live the American Dream with my family and want to be someone who my mother is proud of. There are times I struggle trying to understand and succeed my academic works. I tried my really best to improve because I have many young sibling who are looking up at me. They are my motivation to become a well-rounded student and going to college. There are times I listen what my parents said without argue even though their opinions about academic
My story, unlike many others, took a dramatic turn of events when I was merely 10 months old. I was taken away from everything I knew and had been accustomed to. I was placed in a totally new world, 7,000 miles away, with a new beginning and new family. My story centers on my transracial adoption as a Chinese girl in a Caucasian family. With my adoption into this family, my experiences have been shaped and molded to include a life that could never have been imagined in my birth country. My adoption has been the greatest blessing and it has help widen my world perspective. Facing first hand segregation because of my race has broadened my horizons and desire to learn about differing opinions.
There have been many people in my life who have impacted it both negatively and positively, but no one has had an impact in my life greater than my mom. This woman is just amazing in my eyes, right from the beginning because of the way she raised me, if I had children I would raise them the same way she raised me. The person she is, in general, has really had a great effect in my life, and also how she has always told me about the struggles shes had in her life from the ones I didn't see to the ones I have seen with my own eyes. I believe if I didn't know my mother as well as I do, she wouldn't have influenced me as much as she does.