Personal Narrative: Moving Back To School

After a pause of almost 25 years, I am returning to the college classroom and to say that there are mixed emotions would be an understatement. Sure, I’m excited to start but also a bit fearful if I’m being honest. I’ve worked for large and international companies during this time but getting back to college has always been a goal of mine. No time like the present I guess!

Returning to college has been an exciting and terrifying decision for me. My husband has

Something such as returning back to school was long gone and in my past goals. After a couple of years I never thought I would end up going back to school since everything that I wanted was going good and according to plan. However sometimes we are faced with tough situations where we must find other resources in order to improve and better ourselves. Going back to school was one of the most important and wise decisions that I have ever made.

Have you ever realized that as you get older you slowly have less and less time to do anything fun or spontaneous? For me, I may not be considered old, but lately it seems to be getting harder to do anything such as hanging out with friends, hanging out with my girlfriend, and even just watching television. As I get older it is becoming increasingly difficult to stay young. All of my time has been taken with the pressures of school, so that I can build a career, and working 2 jobs. I’ve been working at McDonalds for about 3 years and The Home Depot for almost a year now. This last semester I finally decided that I wanted to go to school. This way I can have a better career, so that I won’t have to have two jobs. However, that made even

With senior year of high school coming to a close, comes an overwhelming amount of stress about moving away to college. At the beginning of this school year, I was eager to leave and excited to go away, but I came to a realization that leaving home alarms me. At this point in time, I began to notice just how much my parents do for me and just ruminating about everything I would have to do on my own now, makes me nervous. School has never been an issue for me but what my friends say about college, makes it even more petrified to go. Being constantly asked questions like, “how do you always get your work done?” or “how do you have such good time management?” reassures me that I will do fine in college. With neither of my parents having attended

This letter is to address my changing of school within the past few year. I first attended Pennsylvania Highlands Community College starting in high school and had received an Associates in Liberal Arts; I had left this institution to pursue other education opportunities. Attending Mount Aloysius College based on an interest in their nursing program, I had decided to leave this institution after not being accepted into the nursing degree. Conemaugh School of Nursing, I voluntarily took leave after my father passing away unexpectedly, leaving business and personal matter that needed my immediate attention. Most recently I had attended Saint Francis University, where I would still be attending today, but I had lost a large scholarship that was

During the start and the end of the fall semester year of 2015/20116 at Montgomery College, my life changed dramatically for me. Going back to school after graduating four years ago at Baltimore Freedom Academy high schoolHigh School has been challenging for me, but of course it’s challenging for anybody with the same circumstances of not being academically active for all those years, and almost forgetting all the retained information that was given from previous teachers. I felt like my brain was rotting, yet the really bad part about it is that, I wasn’t doing what I loved, which was playing organized college basketball. Throughout my journey of the fall semester, challenges came my way from left to right, but the hardest of all that I’ve faced are adjusting to the student athlete life style again at a college level, trying to learn and complete all that’s given to me from my professor, and working a part time job to help support myself.

Coming back from summer vacation is difficult, but coming back and having to start in a totally new environment makes it even harder. I remember coming back and being confuzed. Not just academically, but also socially. I would wonder how I would fit in with my new peers, and if I would start falling behind in my classes. Lucky for you, I have some advice for you, so you can do your absolute best in Jr. High, whether it’s academically, socially, or anything about personal responsibility, I’ve got you covered.

I came back to College Station on January 2nd of this year so that I could meet with counselors and advisors in other majors and have an actionable plan in place before submitting this appeal. I didn’t want just any major that would accept me; I wanted something that I could possibly enjoy. I have met with Ashlea Schroeder, the Senior Academic Advisor for Agricultural Systems Management. The reason I chose MMET was because of the hands-on approach to Engineering. AGSM is not hands-on in the same manner as MMET, however it does have a focus on processing. One attribute is that it can lead to a blue-collar or white-collar career. A concern to both of us is the amount of hours I will need to complete the degree plan. I have close to 40 credit

After leaving Jewish day school in the sixth grade and moving to a public school, I struggled to maintain my connection to my faith. It was difficult for me to return to synagogue on Saturdays, as there was a social pressure to make connections with new friends, and manage the new workload. Slowly but surely, I saw the parts of made me Jewish fade into the background. In the seventh grade, I had an enlightening conversation with my grandmother, who suggested I take part in the Ivry Prozdor program at the Jewish Theological Seminary, where my grandfather had received his rabbinical degree. On Sunday mornings, I engaged in fascinating classes on Jewish law, heritage, history as well as conversation Hebrew language. I have studied at Prozdor every

How much luck does one need to get drafted by their favorite team right after college? A lot of people say that all it takes is hard work and dedication but I am going to do a little more. Its not my dream to become pro, its a goal because not all dreams become true. If my goal fails, I would like to be in sports medicine.

Let’s move on. Moving to high school, this is where it becomes permanent. Between the ages of 13-17 I had figured out for certain who I was and what I wanted to become. So I did it. The first two years were a bit rocky, I’ll be honest. Then I became New Mexico’s largest school’s student body vice president, obtained scholarships, won student of the year, participated in multiple clubs and extra-curricular activities while the other kids flunked and smoked weed every day, (not that there is anything bad with weed it just so happens there is a correlation with failure and weed quite often, ther are the excepts however) grew my skills as a programmer/dancer/DJ/entrepreneur/everything, participated in many state conferences and western regional

The lunch bell rang loudly in my ear as I packed up my materials from math class. As soon as Mrs. Millie released our class, I raced everyone else in our grade to my locker so I wouldn’t have to wait in the back. I quickly entered the combination into my lock, snatched my lunch box from the top shelf and met up with Whitney by the cafeteria doors to get a good table that wasn’t in the back corner where we normally sat.

Have you ever felt uncomfortable, nervous, and confused ? These are all the things I felt moving to a new school. I had no idea if I would gain friends or if anyone would like me. Maybe if I had a tour around the new school before my first day I would have not been so disorientated. Going from a one story school to a two story school was hard, having to look down every five seconds to make sure I was on the right hall, or if I was suppose to be upstairs or downstairs. Bumping into people while looking down and asking multiple people for direction even though I was shy. Giving five minutes after each class to get to the other, walking into a classroom on my first day people staring and observing. Moving to a different town is not about the new house, it is about adapting to a new environment.

I check my watch as I race to catch my first ever Austin Metro bus home. My