Please take a look. A very rough draft.
Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 11:19 pm
First paper I wrote in a while. Still needs a conclusion, and i may delete the last paragraph. This is my story. The exact truth.
It was the usual scene on a Sunday by my grandparents’ house in 2004. My cousins and I were sitting around the table at dinnertime waiting for my grandmother to finish cooking her Italian squash spaghetti dish while listening to our parents engaging in small talk. From across the table I could see the tenseness in my fathers face. He was unusually quiet that Sunday, but what he would tell my grandfather that day seemed to be the loudest statement that he had ever heard. My father looked at my grandfather, and said, “Dad I am getting out of the business. I am accepting an administration job with the state.” My grandfather did not say a word. He looked at my grandmother and went in the living room. The business my father was leaving was an auto parts business that my grandfather started with his father in 1949. My father and two uncles took over the business in the 80s and took it from a small operation and made it into one of the biggest used auto parts business in the south. My father and uncle’s accomplishments with the business meant everything to my grandfather, and when he heard the news that his oldest son was leaving his two brothers he was emotionally crippled.
Later that night I sat next to my grandfather in the living room watching the NCAA basketball tournament. He then looked at me and said, “xx I know you are going to college this year with all of your friends, but when you get back you need to focus on the business. There is a lot of money to be made in this business, and I always told your grandmother that you are the most capable out of your cousins to run it.” Those words coming from the patriarch of my family filled me with a substantial amount of pride. I now knew what I was going to do with my life. My life was now perfectly laid out for me.
When I arrived on campus for my first semester of college I was surprisingly at ease. My friends and roommates were consumed with the stress of choosing the perfect major, while I knew what I was going to do with my life when I was done with my education. I was no longer really worried about grades as I was my whole life. This comfortable attitude put me on academic probation. Over the winter break I became overwhelmed with sadness. I was extremely disappointed in the results my nonchalant attitude produced. I was an honor student my whole life, and now I was an academic failure. I made a decision to lose my carefree attitude and improve my grades. I still believed I was going to take over my family business, but I wanted to improve myself while in school. I was on my way to accomplishing my goal, and everything changed in the summer of 2005.
I was starting my sophomore year in college when Hurricane Katrina reached the Gulf Coast. I immediately took a leave from school to help my family and their business. Rebuilding the business was difficult at first. There was not a substantial amount of physical damage, but there was a lot of rebuilding to be done in order to get business re-established. My two uncles and I quickly got the business running, and by October we were busier than ever due to lack of competition. During those fall months I was holding a managerial position at the company at twenty years old. I enjoyed helping my family re-establish their business. I was making the same if not more than most college graduates. Although earlier than I expected my plan was in place. I strongly considered staying in the position, but I needed to prove to myself that I could do more.
Going back to school in the spring of 2006 was the most fulfilling decision I have ever made. I immersed myself in my education, and improved my grades. Through this newfound interest in academics I became fascinated with political science. I was attracted to two courses specifically. State politics and American government enabled me to gain a firm grasp of the justice system on the national and local level. These courses enabled me to passionately observe our judicial system, and have in some way challenged me to become a part of it.
It was the usual scene on a Sunday by my grandparents’ house in 2004. My cousins and I were sitting around the table at dinnertime waiting for my grandmother to finish cooking her Italian squash spaghetti dish while listening to our parents engaging in small talk. From across the table I could see the tenseness in my fathers face. He was unusually quiet that Sunday, but what he would tell my grandfather that day seemed to be the loudest statement that he had ever heard. My father looked at my grandfather, and said, “Dad I am getting out of the business. I am accepting an administration job with the state.” My grandfather did not say a word. He looked at my grandmother and went in the living room. The business my father was leaving was an auto parts business that my grandfather started with his father in 1949. My father and two uncles took over the business in the 80s and took it from a small operation and made it into one of the biggest used auto parts business in the south. My father and uncle’s accomplishments with the business meant everything to my grandfather, and when he heard the news that his oldest son was leaving his two brothers he was emotionally crippled.
Later that night I sat next to my grandfather in the living room watching the NCAA basketball tournament. He then looked at me and said, “xx I know you are going to college this year with all of your friends, but when you get back you need to focus on the business. There is a lot of money to be made in this business, and I always told your grandmother that you are the most capable out of your cousins to run it.” Those words coming from the patriarch of my family filled me with a substantial amount of pride. I now knew what I was going to do with my life. My life was now perfectly laid out for me.
When I arrived on campus for my first semester of college I was surprisingly at ease. My friends and roommates were consumed with the stress of choosing the perfect major, while I knew what I was going to do with my life when I was done with my education. I was no longer really worried about grades as I was my whole life. This comfortable attitude put me on academic probation. Over the winter break I became overwhelmed with sadness. I was extremely disappointed in the results my nonchalant attitude produced. I was an honor student my whole life, and now I was an academic failure. I made a decision to lose my carefree attitude and improve my grades. I still believed I was going to take over my family business, but I wanted to improve myself while in school. I was on my way to accomplishing my goal, and everything changed in the summer of 2005.
I was starting my sophomore year in college when Hurricane Katrina reached the Gulf Coast. I immediately took a leave from school to help my family and their business. Rebuilding the business was difficult at first. There was not a substantial amount of physical damage, but there was a lot of rebuilding to be done in order to get business re-established. My two uncles and I quickly got the business running, and by October we were busier than ever due to lack of competition. During those fall months I was holding a managerial position at the company at twenty years old. I enjoyed helping my family re-establish their business. I was making the same if not more than most college graduates. Although earlier than I expected my plan was in place. I strongly considered staying in the position, but I needed to prove to myself that I could do more.
Going back to school in the spring of 2006 was the most fulfilling decision I have ever made. I immersed myself in my education, and improved my grades. Through this newfound interest in academics I became fascinated with political science. I was attracted to two courses specifically. State politics and American government enabled me to gain a firm grasp of the justice system on the national and local level. These courses enabled me to passionately observe our judicial system, and have in some way challenged me to become a part of it.
