School is an important part of everyone’s lives. No matter what, you will go to school, whether it be unschooling, homeschool, public school, or private school, you’re going to some form of school. Once we are done with the required 12 years of school, we are faced withe the choice to continue on or stop and look for a different path. Sometimes we don’t even get to make that decision for ourselves, sometimes our parents had already chosen our path.
For me, I always knew I’d go to college but I didn’t feel like I could get into a university, I’d always felt that I wasn’t smart enough. I settled for the local community college while many of my friends went to UCs or CSUs. Don’t get me wrong, I did have friends who joined me at the community college.
Let me tell you, college is hard. They make it seem so wonderful, so fun, so enlightening. No, just no. My first semester I took 15 units (or credits): Math, English, Communications, and Psychology. I did ok, I passed 3 out of 4 of the classes. I had failed my math class, I was upset but I could take it again and next time I’m pass the class. The next semester I took 17 units: Math (same one, again), English (I was an English major so I took a lot of English classes), Political Science, and Astronomy. I didn’t do as well that semester, I failed my math class AGAIN (you only have 3 tries at passing a class, I needed to pass it next time), Astronomy (it involved a lot of math and science), and Political Science. My third semester I took 16 units: History, Photography, English (2 classes), Physical Education, and Child Development. That was the worst semester of them all. I was sick with a fever almost every week, I got into 2 car accidents (neither were my fault), my family moved out of the state, and my relationship of 6 months ended because I was stupid. It was all bad. I failed everything, I stopped going. How could I go with a fever all the time? I would try again next time.
There wasn’t a next time for a long time. I failed miserably in school and I took a break for a couple of years. I went on my mission and realized what I needed to do when I got home. I was going to actually make school a priority. And that’s just what I did.
When I got home from my mission I took a good hard look at my grades, so much failure, and vowed it would never be that way again. I was on academic probation, the restrictions sucked but I deserved it. I took 2 classes each semester for my first 3 semesters back at school. I retook as many classes as I could. My first semester back, Spring 2015, I took 2 new classes: 2 child development classes. I had declared a new major and wanted to pursue it at full force. I passed both classes with A’s and B’s. I took my first summer semester, summer 2015, with 2 classes: swimming and the child development class I had failed before. I got my first ever 4.0 (all A’s) in my whole life, I was thrilled. Next, Fall 2015, I took a lower math class and another child development class, passing both of them. In Spring 2016 I decided to take 3 classes so I took my failed math class again (for the last try) and 2 child development classes, passing them all. I finally passed my math class. Over the summer I was supposed to take the next math class, a failed English class, and a child development class but a lot was going and the school decided to change my schedule without letting me know so I had to drop the classes. This semester I am taking three classes: History, English, and photography, all of which I had failed but plan on passing this time.
I am now on good academic standing, which is a relief, but now that we moved out of the area I am going to be transferring to a local college. I’m still planning on taking 3 more classes through my current college in the Spring but in the Fall of next year, I will be transferring. I am hoping that I will continue to do well, I know I can. Here is a picture of my failed classes:
I don’t share this to make a fool out of myself or to prove that young adults aren’t smart. I share this because I’m human, I make mistakes. I also learn from mistakes and make them right. School may not be right for you, at least not right out of high school, and that’s ok. If you do feel that college is your place, do it but don’t slack off like I did. You’re better than that, so was I but I had no one to tell me that. If you’re struggling then get help. If you are overwhelmed, drop out the right way. Talk to your counselor, do what you need to do. Maybe take a break and do something else for a little while. Just be you.
Thanks for reading. I hope you have a great day and do great things.