the dream
As a child born and raised in Puerto Rico, it was always my dream to come to the United States for college. The education in Puerto Rico is currently not as good as I would like it to be, so that is why bilingual schools focus on preparing their students so that they can come to the United States to study. In my school there were only two options, if you were smart, you would study in the United States, and if you weren't, you would study in Puerto Rico. Throughout my high school years, my main goal was to get the best grades possible so that I could leave Puerto Rico. Although now I am missing Puerto Rico and it's hot weather, throughout my whole life I said I wanted to live in a place were the seasons were actually noticeable and there was snow.
When I took the SAT and got a good score, I immediately felt happy and accomplished that my dream would soon be a reality. I did not know what was ahead. In order for me to come study in the United States, I needed a good scholarship, and although I was given scholarships at all of the school schools I was accepted into, I didn't get the scholarships I was expecting. I will never forget the day I went to meat with my college counselor and she told me, "You should start applying to schools in Puerto Rico, because by the looks of it, you are not getting the scholarship that you need, and you will probably have to stay here." I remember going home crying because I wasn't going to be able to accomplish the dream that I had worked so hard for.
After some time, I received good news, big scholarships from various schools, so I went to visit the schools to see which one I liked the most. I was somewhat disappointed because none of the schools were academically challenging enough. I remember being in Ohio visiting a school, and getting a phone call from Emory saying that my scholarship had been increased by a large amount. That is when it all changed for me. I didn't even care about the schools I was visiting. I was coming to Emory. That is when my dream came true, when all that I had worked hard for paid off.
When I took the SAT and got a good score, I immediately felt happy and accomplished that my dream would soon be a reality. I did not know what was ahead. In order for me to come study in the United States, I needed a good scholarship, and although I was given scholarships at all of the school schools I was accepted into, I didn't get the scholarships I was expecting. I will never forget the day I went to meat with my college counselor and she told me, "You should start applying to schools in Puerto Rico, because by the looks of it, you are not getting the scholarship that you need, and you will probably have to stay here." I remember going home crying because I wasn't going to be able to accomplish the dream that I had worked so hard for.
After some time, I received good news, big scholarships from various schools, so I went to visit the schools to see which one I liked the most. I was somewhat disappointed because none of the schools were academically challenging enough. I remember being in Ohio visiting a school, and getting a phone call from Emory saying that my scholarship had been increased by a large amount. That is when it all changed for me. I didn't even care about the schools I was visiting. I was coming to Emory. That is when my dream came true, when all that I had worked hard for paid off.