STORY THAT MADE AN IMPACT

            There have been many little stories that have made me rethink things, but no story has effected me more than one that my grandfather told me. My freshman year in high school my grades were not exactly up to par. Now my grandfather has never exactly been one to for stirring up a conversation, unless it was about baseball, but one night he actually sat down and had a talk with me. He began telling me a story that would make me respect him a whole lot more. He told me that he was the oldest boy out of his ten siblings. To help support his mother he dropped out of school in the fifth grade to go pick vegetables in a field. He had worked not for himself but for his family. Even after he had moved away and started his own family he had to continue to work hard. The lack of education he had growing up made it difficult for him to get a good job. He had to get a job driving around across states as a truck driver, not being able to spend much time with his family. He told me on how if he did get a good education that his life would be so much easier. The difference was that he didn’t have a choice in furthering his education and I do. I have such an easy life, so there is no excuse for me not to do well. My grandfather’s story made me try so much harder and he is proud of me for going to college, which is an opportunity that he had not had. I’m sure I will hear other touching stories, but nothing will ever impact me as much as my grandfather’s story.