When I was a kid, I honestly took my education for granted. While I had a good start, around as early as 3rd grade I began slacking off on all of my school work. Reading is boring, so why don't I draw doodles instead? Writing essays was so boring, why don't I make the most epic story an 8-year-old can possibly make? My motivation continued to deteriorate when I entered middle school. By the time I entered 7th grade, it felt like all of my classmates somehow had everything planned out in their lives. Everyone else was participating in extracurricular activities that would help them out in the future, and everyone else somehow turned in their assignments and got good grades to boot. Meanwhile, it just felt like I was getting more stupid as the years went on. Life continued to be a failed assignment, after a failed assignment, after a failed assignment.
Many of my teachers would try their hardest to get me to improve myself, usually to no avail. Oftentimes they had to resort to calling my parents on many occasions that I wasn't even making the attempt to do any assignments in work. My parents were never happy for thinking I had already quit on them at age 14. They thought I was just being lazy. They were half-right. I had put my all into math, science, and history, and despite how much I tried, I would always receive middling grades. If I couldn't do an assignment right when I put in my all, then why should I continue to put in the effort if I wasn't good at anything? What was even the point of continuing to go to school? Heck, some of the most successful people in the world were either dropouts or failed high school! If Bill Gates could make it big, why couldn't I?
My Grandma and Grandpa were people who had regrets about not pursuing an education, and they especially got on me for not even trying, especially when none of their children took the opportunity to pursue school, nor has anyone else in my entire family. They always saw talent in me, specifically my creative side. Drawing and creative writing had always been my escapism, and that aspect was well known to my entire family, and most of my classes. I would get praise for my art, yet I was never really proud of my work. Everyone always joked about how I would work in the cartoon industry with how much cartooning I would do. Which tracked with how many animated shows I grew up watching as a child as opposed to doing homework.
I eventually realized that, even if there have been many successful people who were school dropouts, they still had to work hard to get where they are now. There have been many others who have wanted to make it big in life but never were given the chance. So when I entered high school, I knew there needed to be a change. I began honing in and practicing my drawing and writing abilities. My grades in general managed to improve as well. When sophomore year rolled around, my confidence was boosted, my thoughts were more clear, and I had finally figured out what I wanted to do: create and develop the best animated series I could make to hopefully inspire others.
Years go by, I work at several jobs to get the necessary money needed for college. I studied hard for the ACT, got a decent grade out of it, and applied to Drury University, specifically to major in both animation and writing. And after putting my all into my application, I was accepted. It was a weird transition, every adult would always go on about how certain things "wouldn't fly" in college, yet it would often be more lax than middle school.
Currently, I am in my junior year, and everything is still going strong! I currently have a 3.7 GPA and have gotten A's and B's in all of my classes. I was then invited to join Sigma Tau Delta due to my performance in class, and I have helped plan out a banned books reading event, both making the poster and recording an advertisement on our school's radio station, KDRU. I have made both animated short films and short stories that I have been proud of, particularly how much I have pushed myself to make the best possible work I could possibly make.
It's weird to think about how much has changed since Middle School. I'm about to make a name for myself in my family for being the first one to ever graduate college. It's also surreal to think how I used to get in trouble for drawing instead of doing work, and now my work is pretty much nothing but drawing! I am so happy that I made the choice I did, I'm happy to have direction, and getting this scholarship would greatly help me continue to pay for school, as simple as that sounds. Paying for school has been difficult, any and all of the help I can get will always be appreciated.