Throughout my whole childhood I never liked school. I never felt that I was good at school so I never wanted school. It took me being out of high school for 2 going on 3 years to actually want school. I nerved studied barley turned in homework and barley passed school. (Thanks No Child Left Behind Act!) With all the many whooping and so much more my mother had always told me “Gosh Jaila, I want it so bad for you but you’re going have to want it for yourself.” I never understood what she was saying until I had to fight and work hard for something I wanted, which was to have degree.
Failing My first year of college at Maple woods I had decided that I wanted to go away for school which I thought staying at home was the problem. WRONG! So in the fall of 2014 I had packed my things and headed to Jefferson city, Mo where I had a new start at Lincoln University. I loved the school in every shape way or form. I tried to get myself involved so I joined the band so I can have something that could hold me accountable. The only thing that was missing was I wasn’t wanting to hold myself accountable. So I had went
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From Getting into maple woods (Failed), getting into Lincoln University (Failed). I never really felt like I worked hard for me getting into either of the schools so I really didn’t appreciate the opportunities like I should have because they were pretty much handed to me. So I worked hard to write a pretty awesome appeal. So I could try to get back in school. For me to wait from sun up to sun down on a email that I had never received. The summer was nearly over and band camp was quickly approaching. I had called many people and I had got in contact with my band director who told me to come on down for band camp so she could try to help me get back in school. I had packed my things that same night and headed on the train the next day because I started to feel a determination to get back in