A sixteen years old boy, sitting in his school bus heading back home after a long day dreaming about his mom who is preparing his favorite food, and his dad, and little sister waiting for him at the bus stop. His little sister is waiting for her older brother to tell her about his school day, but rather all he saw was his dad running to the bus stop trying to save his son from all the criminal’s set free, creating ruckus in the streets, from the bullets he was hearing, from a revolution that took place in his country Egypt, "The mother of the world", In January 2011. His wonderful dream turned into a nightmare for him and for his family. His peaceful safe country turned into a war zone. I was this boy, I was this boy who had to …show more content…
I knew many people who are in the same situation as mine who tried to expand their challenges in such a critical year and prepare for college too, but they failed. My language was still a barrier that I was trying to cross to succeed in this academic year, and this created for me a new tough challenge. It was hard especially when you don't know what is the Supreme Court and what are its role and why are there 50 stars on the American flag. All these are basic information that anyone could know, however, I studied hard and I passed my AP United States history exam with a four making me proud. Moreover, I wanted to expand my knowledge in math, specially calculus. I signed up for pre-calculus honors class although people warned me about the class being challenging. I challenged myself again, and I passed the class with a B and I felt that I was prepared for my calculus AP class. Furthermore, I started to prepare for going and gathering information about colleges and I knew that I will have to take the SAT and ACT. I felt so depressed about my first score, but I decided to learn from my mistakes, and I took my parents as a motivation and on the second time, I achieved my goal, and I was satisfied with the scores I