Towards the middle of my tenth grade year in high school I learned of the decision my family had made that we were moving that upcoming summer. At first I was very excited, anxious to leave my hometown and start fresh. However, as the moving date came closer, I became more and more anxious, realizing everything I was leaving behind. Up until that point, having been born and …show more content…
In Florida, my whole life I had attended Christian private schools, from kindergarten through my sophomore year. Therefore, I had no clue what to expect, and would come to see how my past somewhat sheltered life wasn’t so sheltered anymore. It was a rude awakening when it came to seeing how my (this) generation really is. Besides the social factor of school, I was faced with a major setback that I had to deal with and continuing to deal with. After my first couple visits with my counselor I had found at that the school’s grading system used a seven point scale, whereas the other used a ten point scale. I didn’t realize just how bad it was until I saw how it caused my GPA to go from a 3.5 and above, to dropping down to a 3.0. After letting that sink in for a while, it didn’t take long before I realized the classes I was currently taking weren’t doing anything for my GPA, even though I was making all A’s and B’s. So by the second semester I looked for opportunities that might help such as joining a few Honors classes, as well as taking two college classes that summer. I really began pushing myself, doing things I never would have done; which in turn gave me the mindset that I need to be pushing myself regardless of whether or not it’s for my