Early Education: The Journey to Academic Excellence

When I first learned to write, it was 2000. I went to a private school for four year olds and while we were anticipating naptime, our teacher had something else in mind. She instructed us to write cursive and we responded with confused looks on our faces. Even at this young age, I could already clearly tell I was different than everyone else; my parents had established that I was going to be getting a higher education. And to get this higher education I would have to excel in reading and writing. I lived in a strict household throughout my childhood. If I were to get a C in any class, I was to be grounded instantly. Luckily for me I have never gotten a C in my life. I have had a few close calls but never have I received a C before. I would

This memorable moment happened while I was living in Hawaii. No longer were my parents enforcing a higher standard; I wanted it for myself. I started to implement this higher standard onto myself when I tore my ACL my junior year of high school by doing therapeutic writing to help me get through that hard time. Therapeutic writing led to the immense development in my reading and writing skills. This goes to show that there is always something good that comes out of out of something bad.
I first moved to Hawaii when I was around ten years old. At the beginning it was very calming compared to where I previously lived which was Maryland. I quickly realized I was one of the smartest students in my class. Due to poor infrastructure, the education was lacking in Hawaii. Instead of feeling like I was falling behind, like in Maryland, I felt like I was surpassing the norms of Hawaii 's education standards.
After a few months of living in Hawaii, I started to become accustomed to the laid-back lifestyle. I did not read any books outside of class. I did not care about my grades as long as they were not a C. I went outside everyday and I played at the park just like what every elementary school kid did. My interest in this "higher standard" was

When this happened, I always tried to be optimistic and come out of this injury with more than I went into it with. From not playing soccer for one year, I gained so much knowledge of myself just from writing in a journal that I still keep at my house. I read it from time to time and I can still see the progression of my writing since I started writing, to the last entry in that journal. This part in my life was beneficial because I now know how to write at a college level. Before I tore my ACL I couldn’t write to save my life. I was a horrible writer and thanks to tearing my ACL I improved drastically. If this part of my life were to not happen I would probably be going to The University of Hawaii at Manoa with the rest of my classmates because that’s what our education pushed us