Personal reflection
Joining a university is one of the main dreams that a teenager may have. The dream drives one to work hard so as to qualify and join the leading universities alongside his peers. The desire to succeed in life is a key focus and since it is entrenched in good education, therefore, there is no option out of it. In my life, this was the main driving force of my hard work. As they say, hard work pays, I managed to join the University of Hail in Saudi Arabia.
When I joined the university, my Family was living in Riyadh and therefore, I lived alone in Hail. As a teenager, I was overwhelmed by the fact that I had managed to join the university. This was a clear indication that soon my dreams would come true. At age 19, I counted this as one of the major achievements. I know you shall concur with me that, at that age, it was a worthy milestone in my life. I attended classes normally alongside my peers. It was all well. When the exam time came, knowing very well the requirements set by the university, I prepared myself fully. I took the exams and finished them just like any other student would do. When the results were released, I was shocked to realize that I had failed. My failure was beyond the university’s requirements and therefore, I was discontinued in accordance with the university policies.
It was a very disappointing moment knowing that my parents trusted me and supported me fully. I was lost of words on how to break the news to them that I was discontinued form the university not for any other reason, but because of failing in exams. After recollecting myself, I broke the devastating news to them. Contrary to my expectations, they were shocked for some time but did not let me sink into depression. My father informed me that, he shall find an alternative university for me. Such news brought new hopes to me.
After some time, my parents found another university for me in the United States of America. I thought I was dreaming when they broke the news to me. It was promotion from failure to a better place. I wondered how things were taking totally different course than I had expected. Nevertheless, I was going back to the university. I thanked my parents for their unqualified love and care. Filled with renewed energy and hope, I left after a few weeks to the United Sates for my studies. I also changed the course I was taking to another one that I was more befitting. When I arrived in the USA, accompanied by my father I knew it was not business as usual for me again. When my father left, I felt some loneliness, determined to succeed recollected myself quickly.
I started attending classes immediately. I was keen and paid all the attention to the professors and finished my homework in time. I also concentrated and revised widely. Exam time came after three months. I took my exams at ease. However, I was scared of failing again. When the results were released after one month, I had passed very well. I was among the top students in my class. I could not wait to break the news to my family. They were very happy and assured me of my capabilities. Ever since then, I have not failed even in a single unit. From this experience, I learned that failing does not mean you cannot do it but, it encourages you to work harder and succeed even beyond your expectations.
