Personal Narrative: My Journey To Liberty University
I began working at Keeter my first semester at College of the Ozarks. On my first day of work, the supervisor handed me a gleaming gold name tag that not only had my name but the state I came from. I watched as others put their nametags on, and I quickly discovered that most of them read Missouri, Oklahoma, and Arkansas. I looked down at my nametag and felt a sense of uniqueness, knowing no one in the room had the state of Virginia. I soon began to realize that my nametag sparked curiosity when the guests saw how far I had traveled. Guest after guest would ask the same question, “How did you end up here?” I answered this question dozens of times within a day. There were days that I would begrudgingly tell the Keeter guests my journey to this College, but never once did I fail to cherish the opportunity I was given.
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My parents advised me not to attend my local community college because it lacked a focus on creating a challenging academic environment. The obvious choice for me became Liberty University, which boasted in becoming the largest Christian university in America. With only three hours, separating me from home and many of my friends also applying there, Liberty appeared to be the best option. Despite Liberty’s many advantages, I kept looking for the perfect college. One day I had a conversation about my struggle to find a college to a mentor of mine. My mentor informed how he had recently visited a college in Missouri where his friend worked called College of the Ozarks. As he began to describe the college, I became more and more intrigued. He encouraged me to apply there and connected me with his friend who worked at the college. It did not bother me that I did not know where Missouri was on the map or that I had never stepped foot there. As I researched the college I finally became sure of at least one thing, I was sure that I belonged at College of the
My parents advised me not to attend my local community college because it lacked a focus on creating a challenging academic environment. The obvious choice for me became Liberty University, which boasted in becoming the largest Christian university in America. With only three hours, separating me from home and many of my friends also applying there, Liberty appeared to be the best option. Despite Liberty’s many advantages, I kept looking for the perfect college. One day I had a conversation about my struggle to find a college to a mentor of mine. My mentor informed how he had recently visited a college in Missouri where his friend worked called College of the Ozarks. As he began to describe the college, I became more and more intrigued. He encouraged me to apply there and connected me with his friend who worked at the college. It did not bother me that I did not know where Missouri was on the map or that I had never stepped foot there. As I researched the college I finally became sure of at least one thing, I was sure that I belonged at College of the