Edwin Arlington Robinson's Richard Cory: What Is Success?

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Growing up, my brothers and I were always held to a higher standard than the average kid our age. My mom raised us to be hardworking and strong leaders with opinions of our own. We worked for what we wanted, and never let anyone get in our way. So being success-oriented my whole life has left me to wonder: What is success? And why do so many people have different views on it? Views on success vary depending on how one was raised, what ones morals are, and what goals people set for themselves in life. In Edwin Arlington Robinson’s poem “Richard Cory,” Robinson writes about a very wealthy man named Richard Cory who is highly praised by everyone around him. These people wish they could be Cory with his abundant money, but it doesn’t seem he …show more content…
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As everyone is envious of Cory and what they think is a huge success. Richard Cory does not seem to think the same of himself. In real life, there are so many individuals who have been well-known and wealthy that I wouldn’t consider successful. Robin Williams, who committed suicide in 2014, was a popular, wealthy actor who was seen as a successful person. Even though both of these men were famous and wealthy, was what they had success or was it something trying to fill in the void of sadness in their hearts? I have been surrounded by nothing but hard workers and goal setters. My parents have both not gone to college, this may have hindered them in the process but they kept working through it to get where they want to be in life. Being my organized self I know what I want in life and what I need to do to get there. Ever since I was little I have known I want to be a doctor, I also have know that I want to have a family. These goals are something I have always dreamt my life would end up like. Although this may be difficult to juggle I am willing to work for that goal. Whatever it take to be
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I made all my middle school teams and continued to improve more and more. Soon enough I was on my high school freshman team, my coach didn’t play me as much as others although playing time was supposed to be even. In the offseason I continued playing club volleyball with a local team, I played as one of our liberos (a defensive specialist) and improved greatly over that season. As I went on to make my JV team I again was not played as much as the other girl.. This continued into that years club season and my coach again never played me. At this point my self esteem was low and skill as a player had gone to an all time low. Although I was highly discouraged, this summer was the year I was trying out for varsity. It was a big deal for me and something I had been working towards my whole career as a volleyball player. Despite me having a tough club season I spent that whole summer trying to recuperate from the damage that season had cost me. Finally tryouts had come and those three days were spent working my butt off. When it was time all the girls were waiting on the gym floor to hear there fate. One by one girls made their way to the gym to hear there fate on whether they made the team. It was then I heard my name called in the distance, anxiously I made my way to the door. When I entered the gym I see Nat, the varsity coach, and my previous freshman and JV coach sitting along her side. Relieved, i sigh heavily as if its my first

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