2006-07-01T00:12:00.000-07:00

Donation Drive: A Poor Student’s Plea for Assistance

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Well, it has been a very busy year. I am ever closer to completing my Associates. And, move more than half way in completing my Masters for Anthropology. It has been a long hard fought battle.

It has been a struggle to work for full time, a seasonal part time job at one point, and attend school part time. Sins of youthful mistakes and mishandling of previous student loans has left me precariously at the mercies of life’s little dramas…

Let me start with breakfast (the beginning). Approximately four years ago, I started my journey to reclaim life, and a Masters in International Business Degree.

I had seen the writing on the wall. Simply, by the time I was 65 years old, I would probably be panhandling for scraps to sustain a life of mediocrity. In essence, I saw myself ever-struggling with my social security, late starting 401k retirement plan being insufficient, and maybe a card board box in my future.

My microscopic salary as a manager of American convenience store was not sufficient and a job that I did not want to do for the rest of my life. I had several options before me, university was alternative but too expensive without financial aid, technical and specialty career schools alternatives were wanting and also in the end needed financial aid as well.

Another factor was my age, but that had to do with my own insecurities, and a culture of youth that is permeated throughout the Western-American culture. This is not to blame, but simply is what is.

Starting over was a big step, however, with nothing else to constraint me such as, again due to choices and life’s little dramas, I had no marriage or children to worry about. I decided to return to college; community college was the best option because of affordability, and even that is not cheap. I needed to change to my focus and my responsibilities at work. My soul was becoming embittered and I felt like a caged animal trapped at my job. After a minor personal drama, I took step down and found another company where I could nights and go to school during the day.

Paying attention to the aspect of my elder statesman years, I realized that my ability to find career might be limited to my skill assets and I knew what I wanted to do. I had noticed the shifting demographics of consumerisms and despite their brief touch with communism, China was returning to its roots of capitalism.

Looking forward, it became apparent even to me that, I needed an edge to my degrees (working my through associates to masters). So, I needed a supplement, that it factor, I chose two languages Spanish and Chinese.

I started out fast and furious, but since then it has been a steady marathon pace. I have maintained a 3.768 grade point average, and I have been my writing what I think will be my thesis for my masters. This is in part, why I am asking for your assistance.

Let me fast forward, after two semesters and a fall crush, I took my first anthropology class, in my third semester. It had become apparent I needed more energy—and definitely more money, more time to accomplish my goal.

When I heard the definition of the Anthropology, simply—the study of all humankind in all places, and throughout time—I knew I knew I had long last found calling of my heart.

Personal choices of the past, some out of my control, had left me restricted in my finances.

So, in an effort to raise funds for books, supplies, and traveling expenses (for my thesis), I come to you to ask for a donation to help this poor boy college student in finishing his journey, so he attend full time.

This fall a portion of my financial aid will be restored, nevertheless, those funds will not cover my expenses towards my degree. Your assistance and generosity will be much appreciated.

Yours Sincerely

Greg

Donation Drive A Poor Student’s Plea for Help