Therefore I can see why my dad wants me to try hard and no matter what always tells me that my education comes first more than anything. He does not want me to complain about my job, he wants me to have a career not follow in his footsteps when it comes to education because I can see he kills himself going everyday to work six days at least a week waking up at five a.m. coming home seven p.m. tired but still have kids to come to and show them that everything is good when in reality I know he is fifty, I know his back hurts and I know he is not happy. Towards the end of the interview he
Growing up in Honduras was quite an experience. I come from a hard working family where both of my parents went through several obstacles to provide me and my siblings a stable life. Honduras is a country that is consider a third-world country where economy along with delinquency are a big issue, but my parents still manage to provide the sources for me and my other two siblings on what it is necessary. My family and I were affected by organized crime, a day where my life was changed forever. It was a Friday afternoon when my brother and my father were kidnapped, they had left to a soccer game.
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.
The infamous answer to the question, “What is your primary goal for going to school?” is “to further my education, get a job, and be successful” such a cliché if I must say myself. My goal attending school is to make my family happy, as well as myself. In high school, I did not apply myself like I should have done because I was not sure if college was in my favor. Also, being the child of a single parent wanting to attend college seemed impossible, especially far from home.
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!
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. Finding well-qualified candidates for a job or career nowadays is a challenge, especially in the field that I am currently in; law enforcement.
The first few weeks of school were great. I had stupendous grades, and I was flourishing in all of my classes. But after a while, I stared to skip school with my friends, because we thought classes were dull. Since I had an IEP school didn’t matter to me because as long as I reached the academic goal I’d be fine.
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
Yeshak Pellot College is a very serious topic for many individuals. For some people, it is an open door to a great career or a nice stable life, but for others it is an obstacle that they feel obligated to overcome so that they are successful in life. There are many factors that could influence someone to graduate or not graduate college. Personally, I am definitely going to go to college no matter what. The most common reason people go to college is for a degree.
Fifteen and naïve, there was nothing my father could teach me that I already didn’t know or at least I thought. At times, I can still be seen weighing the many advices he gave me growing up. At the tender age of fifteen, my father decided to move back to Colombia. While it has taking me a while to forgive, I understand his many reasons for doing so. His leaving left some ramifications, especially for my mother and eleven year old sister.
My sisters were in high school, still teenagers. They convinced me that I should go back and complete my degree. This is why it was so important for me to continue in school. “The three of us, my two younger sisters and I had worked in a tomato factory that summer before I went to my field placement in Cincinnati. My little sisters gave me part of their money to get me to Cincinnati and have something to support myself until the agency gave me a stipend in October.
In the duration of my middle school years, I maintained excellent grades, except I had just one issue that held me back from a satisfying life. That issue was the fact that friends came very hard to me in my middle school years. Before my struggles at my middle school, Trafton, I had a very productive social life in the Elementary school I attended, Roberts Elementary. Here, it was very easy to make friends and have a great social life, since no hard work was required as a kid. Middle school, however, was a great challenge for me.
Many things matter to me whether it’s in school or out of school, my first topic is going to be about things that matter to me. The first one that always comes to my mind when I think about things that matter to me is my family. My dad , my mom, my sister, and my dogs all matter to me. My grades matter to me too, my grades matter a lot because I want to be able to have a stable career and not end up working at mcdonalds or something along those lines. I wanna be an FBI agent when I grow up so I need good grades to be able to go to do that .
Most parents do not make you leave the school you have grown to love so dearly. Most parents will do anything to make their child happy. Considering my parents are not like this, they’re making me switch schools at the beginning of my seventh year. I am not happy about this decision or how they did not ask me if I would like to go to this school. They reply with short responses.
I check my watch as I race to catch my first ever Austin Metro bus home. My metro bus ride to school in the morning proved disastrous. Taking the southbound rather than the northbound bus had left me confused while waiting for the return bus and embarrassed while explaining the reason for my late arrival to school. It 's 4:33. Oh man.
