It seems cliché to say that I’ve always known what I’ve wanted to do in life, but deep down, it’s the truth. When I was 8 years old, I was in love with music. Specifically, I was always drawn to choral music. It could’ve have been partly because of my background. I had grown up in a church that did congregational a cappella singing and my father played guitar. However, it was when one of the members of my church, who noticed I was singing harmony, told me I had a beautiful voice. That’s when I knew I wanted to dedicate my life to music. However, I didn’t necessarily have the means to do so like other young children. I came from a family of eleven children and my father never graduated college. Usually, if parents see that a child is interested …show more content…
The high school choir director also helped me get vocal lessons for free. Even though I had all this encouragement, I did not have the support and direction I needed from my home. My mother had fell mentally ill and my father was overwhelmed by taking care of her and our family. Thankfully, after high school, I was able to move out and started at Austin Community College. I knew that your college offered affordable access to education. Your college was the first opportunity I had at real personal enrichment. This was my opportunity to be the first of my siblings to graduate from college. However, I didn’t have everything figured out and soon my plan started unraveling. At the time, I also hadn’t developed the maturity, nor the discipline needed for college and the only support I had was …show more content…
My father has always had problems with stress and cardiovascular disease ran in the family which is very common but this second heart attack was different for me. It showed me that life gives you second chances and you shouldn’t waste it. However, it was a very daunting thought. Leaving behind a salary with benefits and take a chance at going back to school. Finally, I had the courage to leave it behind and started with a secretarial position at a music school in February 2012. Once I settled into my new work environment, I started going to ACC again. This time, it felt different. I was mature, strong and more focused on schoolwork than I’ve ever been in the past. It also made sense to come back to his particular college because even though I was at a different place in life, I still had access to the same opportunities that I did when I entered out of high school. I still have the affordable access and the personal enrichment I needed. I also could still be the first of my siblings to graduate from college with your college’s 43% transfer rate to four year