Growing up, I didn't really know how much my parents earned financially. That never affected me as a child. I remember being denied toys and thinking that it was because I did not deserve it and not that we couldn't afford it. The circumstances of my childhood were not based on whether I deserved the toy or not, but on the necessity.
I want to live well and do something I love each day. I also want to express my appreciation for my parents dedication, sacrifice, and love. All of these things have helped shape who I am now.
My family are middle class Americans. We make enough to support ourselves and have a bit extra for the fun things. Both my …show more content…
As the holidays rolled around, many family members pressured me into extensive searches. I'd promise to research them, but never find the time. Then I heard about the Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Scholarship and I knew I had to apply for it. I figured six months would be enough time to write a great essay and get my recommendations in order. But never in my life had six months gone by so fast. Before I knew it I was typing an essay three weeks before it was due. I, sadly, did not get the scholarship. It was hard to look at my disappointed parents and I thought about how much harder they'll have to work because I messed up.
I was mad at myself for not getting the scholarship. This was an extremely low time for me because I had lost faith in myself. I began to think that I may as well not even go to college. I was not being scouted as an athlete nor was I the valedictorian so, I wouldn't get money from sports or merit scholarships. My parents wouldn't be able to send me to college and support the rest of my family. The anxiety of my failure repressed my inner desire and