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    Chicken Soup for the Soul: Teens Talk Getting In... to College: 101 True Stories from Kids Who Have Lived Through It
    Chicken Soup for the Soul: Teens Talk Getting In... to College: 101 True Stories from Kids Who Have Lived Through It
    Chicken Soup for the Soul: Teens Talk Getting In... to College: 101 True Stories from Kids Who Have Lived Through It
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    Chicken Soup for the Soul: Teens Talk Getting In... to College: 101 True Stories from Kids Who Have Lived Through It

    By Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen and Amy Newmark

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    There are many books published on how to get into college, but Chicken Soup for the Soul: Teens Talk Getting In... to College is the only one that provides emotional, instead of tactical, support. Teens and parents will find this book a great source of support and inspiration.

    Applying to college has become something traumatic students and parents experience together. This book isn’t about how to get into college -- it’s about emotional support. Those who have been there pass on their words of support to those about to go through the whole ordeal. With stories of peer pressure, standardized tests, applications and interviews, disappointments and successes, parents and students alike will find this volume a great source of comfort.
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    PublisherChicken Soup for the Soul
    Release dateFeb 22, 2011
    ISBN9781611591538
    Chicken Soup for the Soul: Teens Talk Getting In... to College: 101 True Stories from Kids Who Have Lived Through It
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    Jack Canfield

    Jack Canfield, America’s #1 Success Coach, is the cocreator of the Chicken Soup for the Soul® series, which includes forty New York Times bestsellers, and coauthor with Gay Hendricks of You’ve GOT to Read This Book! An internationally renowned corporate trainer, Jack has trained and certified over 4,100 people to teach the Success Principles in 115 countries. He is also a podcast host, keynote speaker, and popular radio and TV talk show guest. He lives in Santa Barbara, California.

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      Teens Talk GETTING IN...

      TO COLLEGE

      Admissions how-to books abound, yet Chicken Soup for the Soul: Teens Talk Getting In... to College reminds us that the best counsel of all comes from reading the real stories of those who have known firsthand the anxiety and uncertainty of the college application process. This reassuring collection shows high school students and their parents that there is no single right approach or perfect school and that it’s the who that counts the most, not the how ... or where.

      ~Sally Rubenstone, Senior Advisor,

      College Confidential (collegeconfidential.com)

      Finally, a resource that focuses on the process and experience of applying to college instead of on how to get in. Authentic, emotive, and entertaining — a necessary read for all college bound students.

      ~Ryan Chang, Founder & CEO, Ivy Consulting Group

      What a valuable addition to that big stack of SAT, ACT, and college guides! Chicken Soup for the Soul: Teens Talk Getting In... to College really puts the whole college application process in perspective. Insight can make the unknown a very fun and rewarding experience, and that’s exactly what this book will give you.

      ~Kent Healy, co-author of The Success Principles for Teens and

      Cool Stuff They Should Teach In School

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      Teens Talk Getting In... to College; 101 True Stories from Kids Who Have Lived Through It

      by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen & Amy Newmark

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      1. High school students--Literary collections. 2. College applications--United States-Anecdotes. 3. Teenagers--Literary collections. 4. Teenagers’ writings. 5. Teenagers-Conduct of life--Anecdotes. I. Canfield, Jack, 1944- II. Hansen, Mark Victor. III. Newmark, Amy. IV. Title: Teens talk getting in-- to college

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      DEDICATION

      This book is dedicated to all the nervous high school students

      and parents going through the college application process.

      We share your pain... and your excitement.

      Contents

      Foreword

      ~Planning... and Having a Life~

      1. Four Years of Stress: A Cautionary Tale, Nacie Carson

      2. The Waiting Is the Hardest Part, Tress Klassen

      3. A Worthy Goal, Andrea C. Canale

      4. Product Design, Hank Musolf

      5. A Black Mark, Joan Hyun Lee

      6. Enjoy the Drive, Ella Damiano

      7. Turning I Can’t into How Can I? Sourena Vasseghi

      ~Playing Catch Up~

      8. From Maybe to MBA, Marie Franqui

      9. Class Act for a Major Clown, Laura L. Bradford

      10. The Application Blues, Thursday Bram

      11. My Fortunately Unfortunate Grades, Molly Fedick

      12. A Student Teacher Who Made a Difference, Elizabeth Herrera

      13. I Wish I Took More Time to Decide, Kristin Abrams

      14. What Are You Made For? Alexandra May

      ~Standardized Testing Madness~

      15. Just Getting By, Seth Fiegerman

      16. Gaining a Competitive Edge, Natalie Embrey Hikel

      17. SATs — Subjective Aggravating Torture System, Courtney Starr Sohn

      18. The SAT Meltdown, Amy Newmark

      19. A Life Saver, Rachel Henry

      20. A Medical Dream, Pallavi Prathivadi

      ~Parental Pressure and Support~

      21. Running Through the Woods, Wendy Walker

      22. Follow Your Heart, Kate Lynn Mishara

      23. Validation, Michelle Desnoyer

      24. My Personal Best, Elaine Ernst Schneider

      25. If You Build It, Alexandra Gierak

      26. Under Pressure, Mary Kolesnikova

      27. Not College Material, Dennis Hixson

      28. The Dreaded College Application Process, Thomas Ranocchia

      ~Road Trips~

      29. Mom’s Tour de Force, Aimee Cirucci

      30. Two Tour Trips With Dad, Valerie Howlett

      31. Finding the Right Fit, Susan E. Johnston

      32. Tour de College Campus, Sue Lowell Gallion

      33. Reassuring Words, Maxwell Schulz

      ~Placing Your Bets~

      34. The Basement, Emma Lee Goode

      35. I Just Knew, Madeline Clapps

      36. The Only Person in the World, Alexandra Swanson

      37. Clueless, Amy Anderson

      38. Poor Little Smart Girl, Beth Morrissey

      39. The Seeds of an Idea, Tawnee Calhoun

      40. No Silver Platter, Tina Haapala

      ~Essays, Interviews, Auditions, and Self-Doubt~

      41. Ten Things I Like about Myself, Morgan Anthony Richardson

      42. Filling Out the ACT Application, Joe Musolf.

      43. The Essay I Didn’t Write, AC Gaughen

      44. Typing Out Your Life, Mary Kolesnikova

      45. Let It Shine, Marcella Dario Fuentes

      46. The Right, On Time Essay, Donna Paulson

      47. Life Lessons From a Female Dog, Erika Hoffman

      48. Really Scary Interviews, Andrea Gosling

      49. Audition, Lauren Andreano

      ~Getting the Letter~

      50. The Acceptance Letter, Max Adler

      51. Acceptance, Alexsys M. Echevarria

      52. Fate’s Compass Points South, Val Muller

      53. Receiving the Letter, Jacqueline Palma

      54. A Matter of Life and Death, Angela R. Polidoro

      55. Meant To Be, Jennifer Lee Johnson

      56. The Most Important Subject, Madeline Clapps

      ~The Waiting List~

      57. Lilacs and the Waiting List, Nacie Carson

      58. From Waiting List to Wonderful, Rachel Glickhouse

      59. Getting In... from the Waitlist, Molly Fedick

      60. From Rejection to Waitlist to Acceptance, Liza Johnson

      61. The Campaign, Lauren Gibbons

      62. No Second Guessing, Kathleen Whitman Plucker

      ~Now It’s Our Turn to Decide~

      63. A Sign from Above, Michelle M. Lott

      64. Money Matters, Juan Casanova as told to Madeline Clapps

      65. A Dream on a Postcard, Catherine Mevs

      66. Making My Decision, Krystie Lee Yandoli

      67. Waiting and Wondering, Courtney Starr Sohn

      68. Above and Beyond, Ian Zapcic

      ~Disappointments and Silver Linings~

      69. I Didn’t Get In Anywhere, Michael Damiano

      70. I Made Lemonade, Jacquelyn Gillis

      71. Four Minutes, Valerie Howlett

      72. Five Fantastic Rejections, Emma Lee Goode

      73. Perfect, Natalie Howlett

      74. The Best Disappointment, Rebecca H. Cramer

      75. It’s a Sure Bet, Britt Leigh

      ~Hey, I Totally Changed My Mind~

      76. My Mistakes, AC Gaughen

      77. A Pittsburgh Rose, Natalie Embrey Hikel

      78. The Horsey Girl, Christina Kapp

      79. Road of One Thousand Bends, Joyce Stark

      80. Choose Wisely, Megan Foley

      ~Gap Years and Other Alternative Paths~

      81. Gap Year Missionary, Melanie Lidman

      82. A Different Kind of Higher Education, Maria Zawistowski....

      83. My Great Gap Year, Michael Damiano

      84. Don’t Give Up Before You Start, Maria Wright

      85. My Gap Year Plans, Bo Swindell

      86. A Long but Ultimately Very Rewarding Road, Ian Pike

      87. What I Learned at Community College, Barbara Jane Wheeler

      ~A Few Words from the People Who Pay the Bills~

      88. Live Your Dream, Becky Povich

      89. Endings and Beginnings, Kayleen Reusser

      90. Totally Awesome, Felice Prager

      91. The College Application Meltdown, Nick Walker

      92. Joy Will Come, Gail J. Veale

      93. Give Him the Money, Felice Prager

      94. The Dress and the Dream, Sumana Prathivadi

      ~See Ya...~

      95. Flying Solo, Renee Adair

      96. The Last Night Home, Michelle Vanderwist

      97. The Best Kind of Farewell, Oren Margolis

      98. Long Road, Clara Nguyen

      99. Dorm Room Distress, Aaron Ewert

      100. Homesick, Nell Musolf

      101. A Year in the Life of a College Freshman, Dallas Woodburn

      Meet the Contributors

      About the Authors

      Acknowledgments

      Foreword

      If there’s a book you really want to read,

      but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it.

      ~Toni Morrison

      This book was created in response to a real need — a book that provides emotional support to high school students and their parents as they navigate the college application process. This is the most traumatic episode in many kids’ lives, and in the lives of the parents suffering alongside them. Record numbers of high school students are graduating this year, and applying to colleges, which are sorting through double, even triple, the number of applications they received just a few years ago, for the same number of slots.

      My teenage daughter, my teenage neighbor, our high school intern, my friends... have all asked for this book. It is not a how-to book. It’s a book to support you as you go through this painful process. You are not alone, and the stories in this book open a window into the experiences of other high school students as they prepare to apply to college, go through the application process, wait for the answers, and grapple with their choices.

      My kids would have benefited from this book while they were applying to college, and that is why we made it for you. Last year, my eighteen-year-old daughter, a college freshman, asked me to please create this book for the kids behind her. As the Toni Morrison quote above says, if there’s a book you want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, then go ahead and write it — or ask your mother to do it! That’s the beauty of Chicken Soup for the Soul — we saw a need and we have responded.

      I really wanted to vent in this foreword. We had mixed results in my household — my daughter and all her best friends got into their early decision or early action schools in December of their senior year. On the other hand, my son and many of his friends suffered major disappointments despite stellar test scores, grades, and accomplishments. And neither of my children was accepted by my alma mater, which was quite upsetting for a loyal alumna. Last winter, I seriously considered chopping up my wood Harvard chair and throwing it in the fireplace.

      The college admissions process is inherently unfair, random, and inexplicable. I felt a bit like an admissions officer in reviewing the stories that were submitted to us for this book. We picked 101 great stories and poems, and we regretfully passed on dozens of additional great stories. Random, unfair, and inexplicable — I apologize.

      We have included a few stories from around the world — from kids applying to schools in Australia, Canada, England, and Scotland. Since you are all students of grammar, I just want to point out that we have deliberately retained British spelling in stories from contributors outside the United States.

      Enjoy this book. I hope it relieves your stress a little. The good news is that there are millions of other kids going through the same process, but of course that is the bad news too. Anyway — good luck. You will live through this.

      ~Amy Newmark

      Publisher, Chicken Soup for the Soul

      Planning... and Having a Life

      Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it.

      ~Author Unknown

      Four Years of Stress: A Cautionary Tale

      Carpe diem! Rejoice while you are alive; enjoy the day; live life to the fullest; make the most of what you have. It is later than you think.

      ~Horace

      I had been stressing about getting into college from my first year of high school. I remember sitting in my freshman biology class, learning about evolution, genetics, and fruit flies, thinking, I better do well on next week’s test if I want to get into college.

      It was ridiculous, I know. Starting ninth grade, there are about one million other things I should have been worrying about, like friends and boys and teachers. To a freshman, college hovers promisingly — albeit distantly — at the end of a long and fun road filled with proms, crushes, friends, and youth. But in my mind, the admission process lurked from a preset date in the future that each passing day was counting down to. I couldn’t escape it; I could only prepare for it and hope that my fears about not being accepted anywhere, and therefore living a poor, sad, lonely life as punishment would not come true.

      To be honest, I can’t really identify what was making me feel such silly pressure. Perhaps it was partly my family, who had worked hard to send me to a private high school and expected me, as the brains in my family, to go to a great college, do well, and thusly live a fabulous life (as going to Harvard would automatically usher me into heaven on earth).

      On the other hand, perhaps it was my previous experience applying to private high schools that made me so anxious: just as for college admissions, there had been essays to write, transcripts to produce, and interviews to ace. The only difference was that I wasn’t applying to college, I was applying to high school, and I was only thirteen and overwhelmingly unsure. It had been a grueling, upsetting process, and maybe I thought that by preparing far in advance, I would somehow make the next time I had to apply for schools easier and less upsetting.

      In the end, perhaps it was just my own disposition working against me. I am a planner, I am a worrier, and I am an over-preparer. Mix those traits with the demonized image of college applications lurking four years on the horizon and you get one very obsessive, very stressed Nacie.

      The result was that I planned my entire high school experience around what would look good on my high school resume. I made sure I got into the advanced placement classes for history and English, my strong subjects. I tried to mask my weakness in math by carefully maneuvering into lower level classes, thinking a higher grade in an easy class would look better than a poor grade in a moderate level class. To round out my transcript, I overloaded on extracurricular activities, and spent most nights and weekends during high school in the theater, the photography dark room, or the astronomy observatory. Every opportunity that came my way was scrutinized by how involvement would help or hurt the way I looked to colleges. It was totally foolish.

      So the years of high school passed by, each in their own unique and challenging way. With the approach of each summer vacation, my anxiety grew: one more year finished, one step close to college applications. At the end of my sophomore year, I started really obsessing over it, and by Christmas vacation of my junior year, I was in full-blown panic mode. People started talking about visiting colleges in the spring, my mom began to collect potential college brochures, and my dad started to prep me for my admission interviews over dinner.

      Then it all started in earnest. There were applications sent to favorite schools for early decision, missed classes to go to interviews, and a sudden interest in anything that came in the mail bearing a college seal.

      I felt sick with stress. I realized that the past three years had been filled with the displaced dread experienced upon waiting to board a huge rollercoaster. Suddenly, it felt like I was being locked into my plastic seat and launched full throttle into the air. The train had left the station, the momentum had started, and I realized with horror that all the worry I had carefully nurtured since the start of high school was meaningless and could do nothing to protect me from the loops, turns, and twists senior year would throw me.

      And it did throw me. It was stressful, scary, intimidating, intense, and sometimes heart wrenching. The worst was hearing someone else got into the school you wanted and you were denied or, worse, relegated to that purgatory known as the waitlist. I got into several schools, but was rejected by several more. Each rejection stung and smacked with the feeling that if I had only tried a little harder, done a little more, it would have been an acceptance.

      But before I knew it, the year was over, everyone had found a destination for the fall, and I was graduating from high school wearing a white dress and crying a single tear for the four years of memories I was too busy worrying to make.

      It is true what they say: college is wonderful, a life changing experience. However, if someone asked me if it was worth all the drama and panic it caused in my life, I would have to say no. In fact, at this point I believe there aren’t many things in life that merit that type of worry. Thankfully.

      Looking back on the way I tortured and stressed myself over those years I cringe and wish more than anything I could tell myself not too. High school is an amazing time in life, when you are old enough to become your own person, but young enough to make mistakes without regret. I think back to so many of those carefree afternoons and Saturdays when, instead of enjoying the freedom and frivolity of being sixteen, I had my nose buried in a book about the top ranked colleges that year.

      It is true that you need to work hard and stay focused to get into a good school, but there comes a point where you have done all you can and the only thing that is left is to cross your fingers and hope for the best. Worry, stress, and anxiety do nothing to help any situation, and college admissions are no different. I learned the hard way that the real skill in the admissions process is not earning a stellar GPA or accumulating hundreds of hours of extracurriculars or fretting about an uncertain future. If you spend every minute wishing for or dreading the future, then you will never see how wonderful and special it is to be where you are right now, in this moment. The real skill is preparing and applying, all while still living your life, devouring every experience, and waking up each day being excited and grateful for the present.

      ~Nacie Carson

      The Waiting Is the Hardest Part

      Purpose serves as a principle around which to organize our lives.

      ~Unknown Author

      I’ve been waiting since the fifth grade. At the age of ten, I decided that Yale was the college for me, and anyone who disagreed wasn’t even worth talking to. When someone asked me what I was going to do when I grew up, I would smile and reply that I was going to Yale. Oh! they’d exclaim, That’s a very good school. What do you want to study? That question always stumped me. I don’t know, I would reply, But I’m going to Yale anyway.

      I don’t have a clue what sparked my infatuation with the college; maybe I overheard the name, or perhaps I read about it somewhere. But once I started learning more about the school, my enthusiasm continued to grow until just the utterance of that beautiful word could make my heart beat faster. Eventually though, just like all good relationships, my bond with Yale became more than just a love-at-first-sight sort of thing.

      During middle school, my best friend developed similar feelings about Harvard, and we became, essentially, Ivy League groupies. We talked for hours on end, about GPAs and double majors and roommates. As we researched further and learned even more about our dream schools, I began to realize that somehow, as a naïve little ten-year-old, I had gotten it right. Yale truly was my dream school, and it still is today.

      I’ve spent seven years daydreaming about Yale; picturing the moment when my acceptance letter comes, imagining myself walking to my first ever class, meeting the perfect Yale Man, graduating, getting married, having a perfect life, et cetera, et cetera. There’s nothing wrong with dreaming, right? Now, as a junior in high school, I’m slightly more knowledgeable than I was back in elementary school, and I realize that my chances of getting into Yale are even narrower than my worldview was back in fifth grade.

      That doesn’t really mean anything to me, believe it or not. I’ve grown up a lot since the time when I first fell in love with Yale, and since then, I’ve realized that there are many other amazing colleges out there, and quite a few that could be (almost) as dreamy as Yale. I know that I’m going to major in journalism, and that I want to travel to the East Coast. And surprisingly enough, there are schools besides Yale that fit perfectly into those criteria.

      No matter where I go to college, I owe Yale a lot. My dream of going there has driven me to work a lot harder than I ever would have normally. I know that colleges want people who are good at everything; or at least people who strive to be. So I’ve tried things, like swim team and water polo, that normally I wouldn’t have done, and the experiences have been fantastic. I push myself academically, in the hopes of impressing the admissions board at Yale; enrolling in the toughest honors program there is, and taking extra classes beyond that. If I didn’t have my goal of making it into Yale, I would never push myself so hard, because there would be no need. It’s come as a surprise, but all the hard work has been fun, in an exhaustingly gratifying sort of way. I’ve spent all this time waiting for my chance at Yale, but my dreams don’t allow me to just sit around and twiddle my thumbs.

      I care a lot more about my grades than I ever could have imagined. I’ll never forget my first A minus. The year was 2006; the class Honors Chemistry, and I felt like a complete and total failure at life. I’ll never forget the surge of disappointment that coursed through me as I stared down at my first semester report card; it was as if someone had dumped a bucket of freezing cold water over my head and left me standing there, spluttering and gasping for air. To say I was devastated would be an understatement; to suggest I was overreacting would be completely true.

      Even though that moment occurred less than two years ago, I can already look back at it and smile wryly, and shake my head at how high-strung I was. After I failed so horrifically in that first semester of Chemistry, I made certain such a catastrophe would never happen again. So I studied for hours on end before each test and quiz; I convinced my teacher to create extra credit opportunities, and I panicked whenever I made an error. Stressful? Obviously. Over the top? Of course. Kind of ridiculous? Perhaps. But I was successful; I got all As that next semester and I figured it had all been worth it.

      Now though, I look back and I’m not so sure. I know that it’s important to care about grades, and there’s no doubt that it’s great to get all As. But Yale wants students with amazingly interesting and busy lives, and because that’s what they want, while waiting for my chance to take my shot at Yale, I’ve made my life more interesting and busier than I ever thought possible,

      Applying for college is all about waiting, but not just the wait for an acceptance letter. It’s also about the maddeningly long wait for a chance to even apply. I’ve been waiting for years to write my application to Yale, and my chance is coming soon. As I near the end of this wait, I’ve come to see that no matter how horribly long and seemingly unbearable waiting is, it can change lives for the better. The same goes for college. Even if the college of my dreams denies me, I’ll have an amazing experience at whatever college I go to, and I believe that this can be true for all my college-bound peers out there. It all depends on what you do — with your wait, and with your life.

      ~Tress Klassen

      A Worthy Goal

      The only people with whom you should try to get even are those who have helped you.

      ~John E. Southard

      When I was a baby I was abandoned in an orphanage. Thankfully, I don’t remember, but the pictures I’ve seen tell a heart wrenching story. Most children left in Romanian orphanages are forgotten and it doesn’t take long for their muscles to deteriorate.

      I was no exception. The first year of my life I wasn’t given any food. I sustained minimal existence on week chamomile tea and occasional diluted formula. There were no toys to stimulate my development, no one to talk to me, hold or love me. It was a cold, dark and bleak environment. The only good thing that happened to me during the first year of my life is that I was chosen to be one of the six lucky infants to be adopted into an American family in 1993.

      When I look at the tiny passport photo my parents used to bring me into the United States, I wonder what they were thinking. How did my parents have the courage to spend borrowed money to bring such a sickly-looking child into their home? My skinny arms and legs were useless. I couldn’t even clap my hands!

      My parents believed in me. Mom quit her job and worked relentlessly with scores of therapists. I considered myself special because of countless play sessions I had each day. I didn’t know it was work. I eagerly anticipated the myriad of therapists who entered my home every day to entertain me with their bags of tricks and treasures. I remember crying when the play ladies had to leave for the day, but Mom gladly carried over where they left off. Dad converted the basement into a giant play land where my sister and I could roller skate, swing or swim in a pool of Styrofoam peanuts. We had the coolest house on the block.

      When I entered kindergarten, my therapy stopped. My parents continued to work with me especially during times of regression, which inevitably came after each surgery I had. Today there are no visible signs that I had such a rough start to my life. Yes, I had devoted parents who taught me the depths of my own courage and strength. But equally important were the therapists who worked with me each day. They were the unsung heroes.

      In sifting through the childhood photographs that mark the progress of my growth and development, I’m in awe. I overcame every obstacle no matter how great it was or how many I had. But I didn’t do it alone. I accomplished enormous goals because of the dedicated team of therapists who had nerves of steal and patience of a saint.

      Why was I selected from the thousands of orphans to leave Romania in 1993? I truly believe God chose me because I have very important work to do with my life. I had to learn first hand what it’s like to struggle through the quagmire of therapies, overcome those obstacles, and understand the importance of it all so that I can help others.

      I want to be a play lady that some anxious child waits for, peering out the window of his or her home as I once did. I want to be a physical therapist so that I can devote the rest of my life to coaching people to work through the physical challenges they face. I want to be a cheerleader to them. And my greatest reward will be to watch them leave as a whole and healed person.

      I want to be that unsung hero, and in order to get it, I must reach deep within and muster the courage to go to school each day. I need to get the highest possible grades in order to be accepted into the best college for physical therapy. Education is the key to my success. Without it, I will be an ordinary girl blending into the crowded halls of my high school. I am lucky. I know what I need to do. My life may have started out poorly, but I have found a way to ensure the rest of my days will be positive. Going to school may be boring to some, for me it’s the only way.

      ~Andrea C. Canale

      Product Design

      Children require guidance and sympathy far more than instruction.

      ~Annie Sullivan

      It seems like the day I started high school, every single teacher I had said that it was important to get good grades because then we’d have high GPAs, and then we’d be able to go to college. None of the teachers actually came right out and said it, but the unspoken message was that if you messed up even ONE SINGLE TIME, your entire life would be ruined. The pressure to look ahead to the future seemed to start the first day of high school.

      I did okay in the first half of ninth grade. I took all the classes I was supposed to take and got mainly Bs with a few As tossed in. For electives, I had classes that I liked, a few I didn’t, and some I couldn’t wait to get through. But I passed them and that was all that mattered. I was always thinking about that stupid GPA and the fact that I had to keep it at least at a B average if I ever wanted to do something with my life other than collect aluminum cans from the side of the road.

      Then came the second semester and an elective I took called Product Design. For some reason, I thought that this would be a class about designing things like labels or cereal box covers. I like to draw and I figured Product Design would be an easy A.

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