During a talk at the annual awards conference, Burns talked about how her mother, who raised Ursula single, in one of the worst New York City Public Housing Projects, loved to give advice. Ursula was the middle sibling among three. Her father was not around, but her mother was a confident woman who always expected great things from her kids. She taught Ursula how to strive and move up. Her mom always knew her way around a good deal and therefore she hustled to put them in private school.
But, her foster parents supported her as much as they could, and encouraged her to become involved in school academics and sports to keep her active and busy. The turning point for the family came one day when Nai was sent to her middle school’s principal’s office for wearing a sleeveless shirt. The principal called Nai’s foster mom to come to the school for a meeting. Nai recalls, “When my foster mom arrived at the principal’s office, she said, ‘My daughter hasn’t done anything wrong.’ She backed me up and supported me.” It was then that Nai realized that her foster mom would, “always be there for me and support
She said that she had enjoyed being at high school, because she loved learning, and she got to hang out with her friends a lot. I followed up on this question and asked whether she thought high school was challenging or not for her. Instead of answering quickly like she had before, she hung back and sat pondering the question. Her face had become abnormally tight and drawn, as if
They were all fantasized with how good my project board looked, how artistic I made everything and how visual it was the only problem that came to me was the question “What is Hollister Co.?” These judges were kind of old ladies they would probably have no idea or never shopped or seen this store at the mall before, but since I am an avid customer that shops there I had no problems explaining to them what the store was and what it was like. So then I continued to lead right on into the start of my project I was flowing pretty well and having a good time with these ladies. Once my 20 minutes was almost over I wrapped it up and said “goodbye, have a nice day.” Phew that was finally over but I think I did a good job so now I’d have to kill time till after noon so I can get to see how my results came out and see what I placed. So I went and placed my stuff in our class corner so I didn’t have to carry arm loads of stuff around, then I went to
Brodzky was able to complete the same types of classes she would have taken during the first couple of years at a four-year college, with much less expense. And she was pleased with the quality of her experience. “My classes were demanding,” she says. “And I was very well prepared when I transferred.” After two years at Orange County, Brodzky
Geddes’ essay was effective overall and managed to get the point across. There is a transition throughout the essay, from the start of her childhood to growing up into adulthood. The reader is able to understand the respect that she has for her family and community in the beginning and then the harsh reality of the intolerance for diversity as she goes to school. In the end she does realize that she is good enough to go to post secondary despite what people may have said earlier. Believing in yourself and remembering where you come from builds character and you should not let anyone tell you otherwise.
College Connect has done great things for my family and I; it motivated me to apply for scholarships, inspired me to do well in school and most importantly, to dream big. As a first generation student, my parents and I had no idea about SAT’s, college applications, scholarships, etc.I had no idea what the whole process was like. However, due to the support and help that College Connect offered me, I have successfully been accepted to a four year college. For me the most helpful thing about College Connect is the fact that students can go into their office whenever a question arises. Everyone at College Connect is always supportive towards whatever the student is concerned about.
All I ever wanted was to be accepted by them. They all loved me and it was nice to be accepted by my older classmates. They took me places and did stuff with me that I had never been given the chance to do before. I really had a great year with them until drama began because my best friend was mad I left her for them. As I soon realized, high school was no different than middle school.