I Want To Go To High School

Living in the United States wasn’t any easier for my dad. Having no parents meant he had no permanent home. He lived with his sponsors that helped him come to the United States. My dad knew very little english and was enrolled into high school. There he and many Hmongs were discriminated by other students. After graduating High School my dad received his first job where he worked for minimum wage. Even though having a job my dad still had no permanent home. He moved in with his uncles that treated them poorly. My dad had to sleep in an attic that had a broken window in the harsh Minnesota winter. That night it was twenty below zero and my dad had three thick blankets on still struggling to stay warm. After thirty long years our family has came a long ways. Today we are fulfilling the American dream in the natural state of Arkansas.

I am eager for what my future has in store for me. I am apprehensive about the obstacles i will have to overcome on my way to success. I have a great deal of support from my friends and family when it comes to what I am driven to do after graduating from Buckingham Charter Magnet High School. Throughout all the years of my school career, I have always been indecisive about what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. Buckingham Charter Magnet High School has helped me finally decide that I wanted to go to Solano Community College to attend their Cosmetology Program.

My high school career taught me very important lessons in how to succeed in my academics and as a student. I have always been that type of student that

I have become my own person. I have become more dependable and have a better understanding of knowing what is right and standing up for others. By having a job, this has also helped me to become who I am. Working has helped me to have a more positive attitude about life and have become a good problem solver. It has helped to start thinking about the future and starting to invest for it. Throughout high school I’ve also played many sports. Being part of a team has helped me to learn that everyone on the team is a leader and you have to be able to say positive and support your teammates even when you are

I come from single parent home and I have seen my mother struggle all her life to give me the life she never had. She immigrated to the United states, with my grandma, and her two siblings when she was nine and attended

As a child of immigrant parents, one person I will undoubtedly look up to is my dad.I admire him more than anything. He’s the one who made all these sacrifices just so his kids wouldn’t have to go through the hardships he did. He grew up in a third world country. Growing up, I rarely saw him because he was so busy working and trying to find superlative possible circumstances so his own children could flourish and aim high. He was going to have the optimal for his kids and nothing less. I never had a good relationship with my mom because of how high her standards were. She was never content with what my dad gave her or what I did for her. She had a tendency to say rude things and seemed unappreciative which is why I leaned towards my dad for

From the time I was born until the age of twelve, my family struggled with the basic necessities of life. My father worked endless hours in a factory, and yet somehow came home with a smile on his face. As a young kid, I never knew we were struggling. The thought had never occurred to me. As I got older I started to realize that my single father was working his life away to care and provide for his two little girls. He completely put aside his well-being because as long as his girls were cared for, nothing else mattered. Life was never easy, but as a young adult today, I have come to accept that my background has been a prerequisite for greatness, for it is our backgrounds that define who we are. The way we are raised, the way we are taught to believe, and the way we are taught to act, make us who we are today.

Growing up, my parents have been my inspiration. Back in 1999, my family made the tough decision to leave Algeria during the civil war. The country was in turmoil and my parents wanted to escape to the United States. My mother was fortunate enough to be picked for Visa’s for the entire family. I remember my mom holding me in her arms, hearing her heart beat fast, and listening to the small prayers she would whisper. She brought me a government building in the capital, Algiers. My mother had the idea that if she brought youngest child it would increase her chance in the Visa lottery draw. At the time, the Algerian government was giving out a handful of visas to Algerian citizens. The room was silent while people were waiting for their family

My mom immigrated to the United States leaving her entire family behind in Vietnam to start a new life with my dad. We had no one to depend on during the times that we needed help or support because all of our relatives were living in Vietnam. Although one of my dad's older brother also lived in the United States, we could

This experience had brought an many things for me. I felt what freedom was like, flying high, wings out, breezing blowing through me. All the knowledge that sometimes makes my head explode. Then not to forget the choice to start my life on the right path. In high school, the teachers allowed me time to finish my work when I wanted to, complete the assignment in my perspective, possibly leaving lunch, and all these events I could do in school now, which only showed the freedom brought in. On top of that, everyday I learned something, whether it was a life lesson about waking up on time or 9*9. My teachers never wasted a day to teach, and the crazier thing is that it was all for me and my future. Lastly, in my school teachers would just voluntarily let you know how you future is looking. I’m a complete stickler over my grades and they wouldn’t mind telling if I get a B on a paper then my 97% grade would drop to a 95% in a day. Teachers would tell me ways to start my college future because my dream is to attend OU and major in biology. So they give me chances to take test, tell me about what I need to continue to do and many things more. So you can conclude that, high school itself has really allowed me to grow in several ways and freedom, knowledge and my future are just a few prime examples. Although the main thing is that I was encouraged by my teachers to take the ACT test as a

My parents did not come to San Diego with a lot of money, they only had ten million dong when they came, which to me sounded like a lot but my mom laughed and told me it was a thousand dollars in the U.S. For my parents, this meant they would go homeless in two months if one of them did not find any sort of work. For the first month, it was very difficult for them to find a job because they did not know how to find one. My mother would tell me how my father was a very strong man and yet no one would hire him because he would not know what to say during the interview. My mother would tell me how there were many nights she would fall asleep crying because she would think back to Vietnam when she was with her family and friends, where she did not feel limited or restricted by anything but money, and how now that she was here in San Diego, it was not only money but also her opportunity to socialize and communicate with many of the people around her. Even with my father by her side, she felt helpless and excluded from the community, like she no longer had a voice. Fortunately, near the end of the first month, one of the Vietnamese neighbors actually noticed my parents and greeted them. This man had a family and welcomed my parents greatly. He even helped my father find a job and get access to government services such as rent assistance, Medi-Cal and Food Stamps. Many immigrants share the same experiences my parents

With the remaining time I have in high school, I plan on keeping my GPA well about 4.0 (currently sitting at a 4.13) while I take AP calculus and AP statistics. I hope that taking these classes will provide me with some understanding of the advanced mathematics that I will face in an engineering major. I plan to continue to take part in the STEM Club (Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics) at my school while becoming more involved with the robotics program at the tech college. In addition to my career specific interests, I am still going to be a part of the marching band and symphonic band at my school, playing the trombone, as I am passionate about performing music.

When I was younger, I knew exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up. As a matter of fact, I knew that I wanted to go into the medical field all the way up to high school. Then, to everyone's surprise, my decision began to waver. Suddenly I was so unsure of what career I wanted to jump into. I was told that it was perfectly normal and that I had all of high school to figure it out. Well here I am, nearing the end of high school, and I still am just as clueless as I was after I entered. I thought something was wrong with me because everyone around me seems so sure about what they're going to college for when high school ends. I felt as though it was absolutely necessary for me to know because I'm the first one in my family to go to college.

The success of my parent and the positive effects it has had on my family has been a real blessing. My parents struggled in their early lives, but managed to find their way to the top through hard work and determination. Both of my parents lived in Mexico tell there teenage years. My father was the youngest of nine he was born and raised in a suburb to Monterey Mexico called Cienega De Flores. It was a pretty good size city probably the size of Edmond they had a good economy, but just like any other town they had the people that were less fortunate. My mother was almost the middle child she was the sixth child she was raised in a small town in the mountain called Los Leones in Chihuahua. Where she lived was a very small community everybody knew everybody not that big not very developed town only maybe a couple hundred people with maybe one convenient store if I can remember right. My father had the opportunity to actually get to finish high school while on the other hand my mother only got to go to school tell the seventh grade. After my father finished school he began to work in a meat market and that was his job he maintained tell he came over to the United States. When my mother stopped going to school she stayed around the house and helped my grandmother with whatever she needed and helped take care of her younger siblings. School wasn’t really a big priority in Mexico because you didn’t go to school unless you had money that is why my mother stopped going at an early

My dad came from Mexico at the age of 17 to better his living conditions because his family was poor and they had worked hard all their lives. My dad did not finish school he only got to fourth grade, but he was determined to improve his conditions not only for him but for his future family. My dad’s family is not very close so when my dad arrived in the United States he stayed with his brother, but my uncle did not really help my dad out so instead of telling him to go to school he told my dad to go to work. My dad started cutting lawns and working outside and then he started working for the school district outside in the hot sun, and slowly he went up, he is not a manager or a boss or anything, but he is a painter he works inside in the air conditioning fixing things , and while it doesn’t seem like much he is able to provide and give us what we want and need. My dad is just one person, but he is a good example of people coming to the United States to live in better conditions that what they did