What I Wanted To Be

Let's start from the very beginning of my education. I started in (2009-)2010 in Preschool at a deaf school in my state. In (2010-)2011, I was in first grade. I remained at that school until seventh grade, which was the 2016-2017 school year. I have a ton of memories at this school, things that I love and adore and look up to, but I know I can't ever relive them. While I might elect to bring up my memories over time, I try to tie them to a valuable moral or point. 

At the school for the deaf, I would constantly get lunch detention and detention. I would get in school suspension (though, they called it ISR/In School Restriction rather than ISS/In School Suspension). Why though? I was a bright kid, I loved to read, but I was a jackrabbit. I was not nice to people because I thought I was funny when really, I was hurting them. 

I deserved those punishments, it made me a better person. The one lunch detention that I got for signing and verbally interpreting (aka Sim-Com) to a kid in class who couldn't understand what was being said by the substitute teacher (who was completely deaf and believed that if you were at the school you had to sign without using your voice). I got in trouble, my brother got bullied and my sister got another detention for missing her pencil in class. 

We got pulled out and put into a mainstream/public school. I was still a jerk, but I was not as horrible as I was at the deaf school. I toned down a lot. This would be the school I graduate from. We started January 17th 2017. It was my birthday. I was so scared and so nervous that I would be bullied. 

Nay, I made two friends that remained until later issues occurred. We tried to make sure we had classes with one another all the way up to our Junior Year in high school. But in seventh grade, when I started, we jumped straight into math that confused me and I felt so overwhelmed and I just wanted to be like "hey I hate this. I don't want to do this anymore." 

In ninth grade, I started FFA (Future Farmers of America), and I liked it.. up until the moment all the classes and programs shut down due to covid. By then, we did nothing and it was the worst club to be a part of in my opinion. The only reason I liked it was because we went to a state fair and I adored it. I never did anything fun like that, we could not afford it. 

In tenth grade, I started theater. Despite the fact I ran spotlight for two shows, I loved it. After spotlighting the second show, I decided to audition for the third, fourth and fifth (final) show I'd be a part of. For the third show, I got Principal Clark from Footloose. The fourth, I got Mr. Boddy in Clue. The fifth was ensemble for Frozen. The thing is, I loved theater so much, it became my whole personality. I began to explore different variations of roleplaying, such as Dungeons and Dragons and online forum roleplaying. 

It felt like I was learning how to control my emotions, what I say and reactions. It was like going to public school and trying something new was a way to plug in my feelings through an outlet. Now that I had graduated (May 23rd 2023) from High School, it is safe to say that I am grateful for the lessons I have learned and now I tremendously miss the people I have met, worked with, befriended and loved. 

Earlier that Spring, before I graduated high school, I got accepted into my community college. I got two scholarships- one from Kiwanis club and the other from my town's police department. I signed up for the Criminal Justice Major and it was the major I stuck with until Spring 2024, when I thought that my true passion was teaching. False. I changed back my major just two weeks ago. I wanted to work in a Forensic Lab as a Forensic Technician. 

In Elementary School, I wanted to be a meteorologist. In middle school, I wanted to be a park ranger. In high school and even now, I want to work in a Forensic Lab. I want to be a Forensic Technician. 

I now have three more semesters to take before I can graduate with an Associates degree in Criminal Justice. The only reason I have an additional semester for a two year degree is because of the change in major I made. I regret the decision, but finding what you want to do in life is valuable. 

I always wanted to work in a field of science, but at the same time, I have always dreamed of teaching kids. 

For the most part, the reason I changed my major is because these kids go to school sick, all the time. Their parents cannot let them stay home for several reasons: (1) both parents have to work, (2) the school I did service learning at did not allow kids to skip a day of class if they were sick, they were still mandated to come even if they had a doctor's note.

Thank you for reading, I appreciate all of you folks.