Maetryx
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- Jan 18, 2001
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My mom didn't care if I went to college at all. My family does not have an academic lineage. My parents never finished high school. My mom's mom could barely read at all. From what I can understand, my ancestors were bootlegger hillbilies or something. There's probably more to them than that, but it's all I recall.
I grew up in a trailer on my uncle's property, raised by a single mom. My dad really wanted me to go to college, but he was mostly out of my life, so it was like intense, sincere advice from someone with only a tenuous authority or connection to my life.
My SAT scores reflected my intellect and my lower class upbringing. As I recall, I scored 710 on the math and only 540 on the language. I was interested in college, but there was no one telling what I should be doing or what deadlines were looming (deadlines?). I barely understood that I needed to apply to a college, that I could be turned down, what it would cost, etc. I didn't have one anecdote telling me about college life. I didn't even have a picture in my mind of what living in a dorm would be like.
I didn't know anything. So it is something of a miracle that I was accepted into the University of Alaska with an academic scholarship (tuition waiver) and that I arrived in one piece. I didn't fly to Alaska. I put almost everything I owned into a 1980 Honda Accord hatchback and drove there (2300 miles) when I was 18 years old. I was so lost when I arrived. I got to the campus and I walked up to the first person that came into my vision and said "I don't know anything." It all worked out.
I grew up in a trailer on my uncle's property, raised by a single mom. My dad really wanted me to go to college, but he was mostly out of my life, so it was like intense, sincere advice from someone with only a tenuous authority or connection to my life.
My SAT scores reflected my intellect and my lower class upbringing. As I recall, I scored 710 on the math and only 540 on the language. I was interested in college, but there was no one telling what I should be doing or what deadlines were looming (deadlines?). I barely understood that I needed to apply to a college, that I could be turned down, what it would cost, etc. I didn't have one anecdote telling me about college life. I didn't even have a picture in my mind of what living in a dorm would be like.
I didn't know anything. So it is something of a miracle that I was accepted into the University of Alaska with an academic scholarship (tuition waiver) and that I arrived in one piece. I didn't fly to Alaska. I put almost everything I owned into a 1980 Honda Accord hatchback and drove there (2300 miles) when I was 18 years old. I was so lost when I arrived. I got to the campus and I walked up to the first person that came into my vision and said "I don't know anything." It all worked out.
