The Idea of an Essay, Volume 3

42 The Idea of an Essay: Volume 3 Because of experiences like this, and many other horrible memories, I gave up in grade school. It took me a decade after my mandatory high school servitude to consider attending college and to trust instructors withmymind, heart and potential in a classroom setting. I had to retrain my brain to be receptive to knowledge, and my heart to be humble and teachable. I have no doubt that I am not stupid. I know that am able, I am competent, and I have endless intellect. But, these seemingly innate identifications had to be relearned. It has not been easy, but searching for and reclaiming my self-worth through education has turned unpleasant memories, such as this, from stumbling blocks to stepping-stones. I realize now that doing my best matters tremendously no matter who is keeping score. I can’t do anyone else’s best but my own. The only person my very best effort needs to matter to is me. If others recognize my efforts, what a bonus!