Returning To School Narrative

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Returning to School Fifteen years after graduating high school, returning to school was a challenge, because of the Prerequisites, CPD class, and Math. First, arranging an appointment to speak to Admissions and Records to register for classes was a journey. The enrollment center crowded with students, people walking everywhere, and the wait time felt like years. Then, the process to fill out a Financial Aid application was exhausting; I had to provide my personal information, including income taxes. So far, the enrollment was working fine, but when the Financial Aid representative named Mary questioned me for a major, I freeze! And Mary kept staring at me, waiting for my response, my face was as red as a tomato for not knowing what to respond, …show more content…

I felt as if I was on a different planet, as much as I tried to understand I was still lost in the woods. That day I got home nearly in tears because I didn’t want to fail the math class, for a second I thought about quitting, but then with a positive attitude, I decided to give it a second opportunity. College was different from high school, attending College is like going to a shopping center, the same people enter the same store, but many of them don’t know each other, and the classroom walls are plain white, no painting or decorations. The students are responsible for their actions, assignments and attendance if they pass or fail their class is their responsibility. Returning to school is a whole new experience, in a way I felt excited to be able to expand my knowledge and prepare for a better future. On the other hand, I am blessed with more responsibilities than just school. Now I am compromised to my kids that depend on me. It’s not just homework, also helping my kids with their homework, doing laundry, cleaning the house, and caring for my kids. To be honest, it’s not easy attending college it’s like having another child. I commit to my classes and assignments, just how I do it with my children. Attending college and being a mother, a spouse, and an employee does squeeze my energy. I knew it wasn’t going to be simple, but I also knew it was not impossible. I continued my education, and I know taking baby steps will benefit my future. “The capacity to learn is a gift; the ability to learn is a skill; the willingness to learn is a choice.” (Brian

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