Learning from Mistakes

I dont remember anyone perpetually telling me how important school was. Maybe they did and I clean chose to ignore it. sort of, I focused all of my energy on my friends, and extra-curricular activities that had no subject to do with academics. I remember thinking I already knew all there was to know ab discover the real world. But, as a teenager, I guess you dont really know anything. So, I continued to have fun with my friends without thinking of what the future had in interject for me.Now here I am at the age of cardinal and I realize how much easier my life would have been if I listened to the judicious words macrocosm told to me by my mom, dad, and mostly from my grandmother. High school should be a time to spread teenage wings, growing up from children into boylike adulthood. To start preparing for the dreaded C word, College. When most kids were shuffling themselves from class to class, pickings notes, flipping through pages of boring text books, I was nowhere to be e stablish. Instead I was hanging out in the parking lot. My activities included swapping blabber from other delinquents.Instead of learning the periodic table of elements, I in condition(p) the basic chemistry of illicit drug use. When others were learning the miracles of internal combustion, I learned how to scope out unlocked parked cars that allowed me access to OPP otherwise Peoples Property. I earned my unofficial degree in General Education by majoring in thorough distante Smarts. However, one finisht write that on a resume. During this time, my family raised their efforts in trying to enfearlessness me to go covering fire to school. My parents were informed by the truancy section of my 30 day personal leave of school and my mom was being threatened to go to jail for my actions.My mother had had enough and dragged my know-it-all behind back into school following into each live and sitting with me to arrest I actually attended class. She was my faithful but unwilling eat partner. As upset as I was that she followed me around like an angered mother bear, my friends enjoyed their free lunch. Midway through my sophomore year in high school I dropped out and focused my time on losing myself in the fog of drugs. Days melted into weeks, which and so melted into months. maven day I woke up and recognize I was nineteen years old.It wasnt too long after that I found out I was pregnant with my oldest daughter Christal. All of a sudden program line became important to me. I enrolled into Serremonte Del Rey Adult education. Going back to school with an sister child was harder then I could imagine. Diapers and bottles became routine and somewhere in the fondness of raising a baby I had to find time to do my homework. It was hard but I was able to graduate with my G. E. D. A a couple of(prenominal) years later my second daughter, Jennel, soon came along. Somewhere between the carry of my first and second child, I realized I had to get a job. I was twenty-three at the time.My first job was at a jewelry kiosk called Impressions By The Inch. Working as a hotshot mom took up most of my time and energy. If I wasnt at work, I was home taking care of kids. The hangouts in the High inculcate parking lot were things of the past. As those fun days disappeared I realized that I had wasted my time having fun and not preparing for me or my daughters future. by and by working in the jewelry store, I started working as a manager in the retail store called Aeropostale for three years. It was exhausting, raising two daughters and accommodating a hectic schedule was near impossible.I found myself at times sleeping overnight in the back room because it was easier than going home in between work shifts. Soon I found a job working for the Marriott Hotel chain where Ive been for quint years. Working for the Marriott was a blessing in disguise as out-of-the-way(prenominal) as my path back to education. Had it not been for the constant breakd own of property equipment and computer failures, I would not have realized how much I enjoy the inner workings of computers. Recently, my hours at work were reduced bounteous me an opportunity to go back to school. One of the best decisions Ive ever made was to go back to school to get my degree.Going back to school added other difficulties, but I am glad to support them because I know I am working towards a finishing that will one day make my future better and brighter. spirit back, I have to ask myself, Do I regret the choices that I made in my adolescent days? I can definitely say that I dont regret a thing My experiences made me the strong, independent, hard working woman that I am today. My still wish now is that when my children look at me and the life I lived then and live now they will see their mom, a woman that condescension my many mistakes, I learned important lessons along the way.Even though I had a rough start in school, I had the courage to go back. Educatio n is an important key in making a better life. It is never too late to go back to school. Street smarts are important to have, but to have a well go education means getting a degree. They can use the lessons I learned to help them prepare themselves for a career and not just a job. That is how they can make a better life for their children. I hope they take my experiences and use them to make themselves better women. As far as education, I want them to know what they learn in school helps them make a better future.