I remember receiving my first ‘B’ on a report card, and it was in math. While I don’t remember being devastated, the fact of this is hard to forget, because I am known these days for my advanced math abilities, and the idea of having to work to achieve those high grades is rather unimaginable to other people. Just as strange, I was never great at science, and I disliked science for the longest time. Eventually, the ideas simply melded together, and an understanding of these subjects formed. This did not happen overnight, of course; for the longest time, I did not believe I could become greater than what I was: average. Yet somehow, I managed to gain a certain faith in myself, and these days, I am academically advanced because of it. With my increasing knowledge and understanding of math and science, I hope to enter the medical field and come out of it one day as someone with the ability to save lives and aid in …show more content…
Switching classrooms? Hundreds of kids? Exams? Extra credit? These ideas were new to me, as public school society was so peculiar in comparison to private school life. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but the undertaking to maintain high grades went better than I anticipated. By the time I was fourteen, I had learned that hard work yields success (just as my mother had told me for years), so applying myself was not a challenge in high school. The challenge itself remains in preserving high expectations for myself, and the motivation to preserve them. When I began to think about what I wanted to do with my life, I looked back on my high school years to discover my strongest subjects. Choosing a singular subject was problematic, so I turned to discovering what I wanted in life, a purpose I required. I realized that I wanted to help and save people. Doctors save lives every day; however, “doctor” is a broad term. There is so much to do in the medical field, and I hope to determine a direct path in the near