Trying to pay for education is something. My pell grant is sliced in half and financial aid is no help. So what’s a girl to do? This is my seventh semester in school and I am at my wits end!
I am the only person in my family, to date, to be pursuing a higher education. You would think I would have a great support system, but I don’t. My mom has been a great help. Lord I thank you for her. Now my dad is a different story. He is in my life, but talking about him is a separate post.
I’ve worked on many scholarship applications and looked into grants. I am hopeful that something will make amends. If you know any good grant writers, let me know!
On a brighter note, school is going well. I don’t dwell on the negative. I pride myself on being the best and making the best out of the worse. Growing up in Benton Harbor, Mich., teaches you that. If you don’t know about BH just know this: It is socially, economically and financially depressed, but it is surrounded by good people who need an outlet.
How I made it out is a good question. Sometimes I sit and thank God for bringing me through. Times like these make me want to give up, but I look at all I accomplished.
How many people can say they went to three different universities in three years? Not many. I recently completed an eight-week internship in Washington D.C. I attended Georgetown University and studied political journalism. I simultaneously held an internship at Federal News Radio Station. There I was a reporter. Gosh, I love to report! I covered congressional meetings as well as seminars. The experience was invaluable.
So although I am contemplating how to finish paying for my education. I must rejoice in all God has blessed me with. I must sing a song of joy and happiness. I didn’t know how I was going to make it, but I did. I hope that this story inspires someone, because writing this has re-inspired me. God is great!