That day showed me what an honor it was just to get to watch every single newly endowed Marines walk in step by step. I held my breath as they did. Watching them was such an honor, it was an honor I wanted to feel one day. The click of my own boots as I walked in with my Platoon, that’s what I began to dream of. On the other hand, honor isn’t just given. Honor is a skill earned by those deserving of it. Every day since then, I began to pay attention to the things I did, the choices I made. I wanted honored too; I wanted someone to say to me one day, “To be able to watch you is an honor” just like I was the day I watched my brother become an official Marine. I aspired to do what I needed to make this a goal in my life. I helped those who needed it, whether it was helping a teacher grade papers, helping a struggling student, or even a simple task or contributions. One choice after another I began to feel better about myself and think, I’m getting there, this is just the beginning. Less than 270 days and counting until I get to begin the journey to my …show more content…
Then my teacher opened up an opportunity I couldn’t refuse, a chance to enhance my life, college. College was nothing i had thought about before. My family wasn’t big on anything college related. When I was told about my options with the military and college together, I had another goal added to my list. Being in Criminal Justice at Tri-Rivers, North Central College was willing to give me thirteen college credits from my program just by signing up for one class after high school. Not only would my military time pay for all my college expenses, I was starting off ahead of the game, ready as