My Psp Narrative

I honestly can’t believe that it is already the end of my senior year, the end of my high school year, and the end of my PSP membership. After being part of the program for six years, six grueling years crawling towards the end goal of going to somewhere else to have a chance to better myself and my future, it is hard to imagine that my time with the blessed program would be coming to an end. This program changed me, no doubt about it, in ways that I see as positive and placed me in a state brighter than I was in when I was allowed the chance six years ago. When I entered the program, I was in a dark place. Though I was very young at the time, I was engrained with anger and hopelessness. I was borderline homeless, I had no love for pursuing college, and, most importantly, I lacked a figure that I could look up to like a parent and tell myself, “I want to be like him”. Though obviously PSP couldn’t help me with my home life, they gave me a chance to solve the other two issues. When I entered the program, I was assigned to my mentors, Larry Sawyer and Harriet Bye, and I quickly became attached to these strangers. Larry and I spent a lot of time together and I quickly grew to respect him as a unique individual who I, as I still do, thought was coolest person I had ever known. Larry quickly became the figure I …show more content…
Like I said before, College was not on my mind when I entered the program. I simply did not believe in myself to get there. But PSP, simply by accepting me, showed me somebody believed I could do and be something better than forgotten trash. PSP supported me through my mentors, my sponsor, and constant activities that helped me when the college grind hit crunch time. Thanks to the PSP opportunity, my mentors, my fellow scholars, and the countless good people who helps in the program, I’m happy that I can now look myself in the mirror, smile, and say, “You can be great,