Dedication: Margie and Antonio Harris
Growing up, I was always told that as long as I tried my best my grades didn’t have to be perfect. My parents didn’t push me to be perfect, just to strive for My best. School was always fun and I loved to learn. I did find it easy, and I didn’t have to study much.
When I graduated high school, I thought I didn’t have any problem in college. In truth, I found it much more difficult and I began to fail classes because I didn’t know how to study, since I didn’t have to before. As a result of that, combined with unknown health issues, I was sent home for a year. That hurt because it wasn’t my decision. I took that year to get my health under control and to really focus on what I wanted. I had to go to summer school and attend more office hours, but I learned that I had to be proud of myself and that the degree I earned was for me. I graduated, and I was even the VP of an English Honor Society. I learned that year was just a fall so I could look up to where I wanted to go.