" Ugh, what time is it?" These were the words crossing my mind as I glanced at the old clock on the wall at my job. I felt as if I had worked for 5 hours but in reality only 10 minutes had passed by. It is at times like these where I realize that I don't wish to work in restaurants, stores, or factories for the rest of my life. Believe me, I do enjoy working and making money so I can help my single mother with expenses but I have come to realize that there are bigger and better opportunities out there for me. All my life I have witnessed everyone in my family working at farms, factories, or anyplace that would hire them without any sort of degree. At family events there is an uproar of "I hate my job!" and "I can't go on only making minimum wage!"
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I vowed to myself I would go on to college so I could break the cycle of a long line of general labor. As a child of immigrants there is an immense amount of pressure on us to achieve the "American Dream"and to prove that our family's sacrifice to come to a different country was indeed worth it. The place I long to achieve this dream is at Marquette university, it had been my dream school since I was 8 years old and after a long list of activities ,recommendations, and stalking the poor mailman for any sort of notification, my dream became a reality and I was accepted to Marquette, I was ecstatic because was soon to become the first person in my entire family to attend college and graduate high school and even better yet at my dream school. I am humbled to be able to study political science and go to law school at Marquette's stellar campus but with the prestige comes a big price
I vowed to myself I would go on to college so I could break the cycle of a long line of general labor. As a child of immigrants there is an immense amount of pressure on us to achieve the "American Dream"and to prove that our family's sacrifice to come to a different country was indeed worth it. The place I long to achieve this dream is at Marquette university, it had been my dream school since I was 8 years old and after a long list of activities ,recommendations, and stalking the poor mailman for any sort of notification, my dream became a reality and I was accepted to Marquette, I was ecstatic because was soon to become the first person in my entire family to attend college and graduate high school and even better yet at my dream school. I am humbled to be able to study political science and go to law school at Marquette's stellar campus but with the prestige comes a big price