Essay Motivation to Learn

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Allie Adams
Professor Weston
English 101-14
19 May 2013
Motivation to learn
For as long as I could remember, education was always just something that was required. In all honesty, I didn’t care much about it at all. I attended school most days, did my homework when I felt like it, and was content with just getting by. I knew that an education was important in life, and that you had to have one to do basically anything with yourself, and I knew that I would continue mine after high school, but I really did not care.
It took me seventeen years to realize how important it is to get an education. It was a Wednesday in January; the 18th to be exact; the scariest day of my life. Now, I won’t go into detail about my entire life situation and how I got into this predicament in the first place, because all of that is irrelevant. The most important thing here is what all of this taught me. I learned the biggest lesson of my life that day. I learned that the education that I previously didn’t have a care in the world about was actually the biggest, most crucial thing in my life at that moment. My life wasn’t just about me anymore; I could no longer be the selfish, carefree girl that I was. My C-average wasn’t going to cut it now, and I really had to step my game up.
I wasn’t feeling well that Wednesday of my senior year, and I was scared to death. I was late, but not the kind of late that gets you marked tardy for class, if you know what I mean. I headed to the ugly pink restroom of Swartz Creek High School, carrying in my purse the only test that I had ever hoped and prayed to fail. Three minutes later I received the most life-altering news that I will ever know; two pink lines. Not a single thought could make its way into my mind, other than a few select 4-letter words. This was the day that my motivation finally kicked in.
I had always had no idea what I was going to do with my life, and that thought became indescribably terrifying that day. Before I found out that I was bringing a child into this world, I didn’t really care what I did after high school. I knew that I would go to college; I was relying on an art scholarship to Kendall College of Art & Design in Grand Rapids because I had no clue where else to go, and they really wanted me. The only subject I had ever been passionate about was art, so that’s where I planned to go, without a clue of what exactly I would pursue. Now, all of that had to change. I couldn’t just ship myself off with a brand new baby to a city that I didn’t know, alone, without a