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I am in need of advice, particularly from any college admissions folks, reguarding helping a young man break a cycle of poverty. The short of it is, I have a hispanic, high school senior from a rural area who comes from nothing that would like to be a military officer. His parent's didn't graduate high school and are little help. He hasn't taken any tests and has a 2.45 gpa. I'm not looking for miracles just to get him headed in the right direction asap.
I pastor a church on Virginia's Eastern Shore, a very rural and isolated place. I have a young man in my church who will graduate this year from high school. His parents are of hispanic descent from immokalee, FL. I don't believe either graduated high school. This young man is an incredible leader. Whenever we take youth on mission work he is always out in front, taking innitiative and guiding the younger students. Recently we hosted a large group of youth from off the shore. Every morning he would be at the school where the campers were staying by 7am and he didn't leave until the band stopped at 8:30pm after a full day of framing a house. Later I found out that he was staying up until midnight picking crabs with his mother (a cottage industry here, the watermen drop off a few bushels of fresh crabs and come back to pick up the meat for market later). I could go on, I am proud of this young man.
I took the family out to lunch this past Sunday which is when I found out that his family doesn't have a clue about where to go or what to do. I made bourgeois assumptions about his planning up to this point. Now I know better.
I pastor a church on Virginia's Eastern Shore, a very rural and isolated place. I have a young man in my church who will graduate this year from high school. His parents are of hispanic descent from immokalee, FL. I don't believe either graduated high school. This young man is an incredible leader. Whenever we take youth on mission work he is always out in front, taking innitiative and guiding the younger students. Recently we hosted a large group of youth from off the shore. Every morning he would be at the school where the campers were staying by 7am and he didn't leave until the band stopped at 8:30pm after a full day of framing a house. Later I found out that he was staying up until midnight picking crabs with his mother (a cottage industry here, the watermen drop off a few bushels of fresh crabs and come back to pick up the meat for market later). I could go on, I am proud of this young man.
I took the family out to lunch this past Sunday which is when I found out that his family doesn't have a clue about where to go or what to do. I made bourgeois assumptions about his planning up to this point. Now I know better.