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Success + Failure = Life

We recognize that every transfer students' experience is different, however, we know that many transfers face some of the same challenges as they transition into the university. This blog was created for transfers by transfers to share TIPS and insight on having the best semester you can at Texas A&M University.
    Posted on Friday, Apr 06, 2018
    In life, there are bound to be some ups and downs, highs and lows.  Behind every successful story are tons of trials and errors, or failures.  Often, society tells us that failing is like one of the deadly sins.  I believed it was so from an early age.  Growing up, my parents instilled in me that getting great grades was one of the few ways I can accomplish and have high goals, such as going to college especially ones out of the country.  My dad even created the ‘90s club’ for my cousins and me: the club was based on our term grades.  If we got 90 or above in each of our classes, he would give us a treat, such as ice cream, going bowling or watching a movie.  However, never did anyone tell me about the feeling you get when you fail a test for the first time.
    It was the end of 8th grade, and my teacher was giving out practice exams to prepare us for a country-wide test (similar to SATs) that can help propel us to our dream high school.  After taking the practice exams, our teachers graded them and handed it back to us. 57. 57. 57!!! Out of 100! My heart dropped and I was shocked!  I had never gotten lower than an 80 on a test out of the 12 years of my life.  That day was one of the worst.  I went home sad and started crying to my dad, because I felt like how I did on the test reflected how I would do on the actual test and that meant that I would not get into my high school.  Guess what my dad did though? He laughed! He laughed so hard! That made me even madder at myself.  After settling down, my dad looked me in the eyes and gave me the most helpful advice that I carry around with me to this day: “This is the first time you have failed, but certainly will not be your last.  What matters is what you do with that failure and how to move on forward.”  At the time, I did not want to hear that because 12-years old me thought I was done with school and that I would have to drop out, and start a taco business on the corner of my street. Now, I take this advice with me when I feel as if things are not going the right way, and try to make a positive outcome.
    Now, with that being said, fast forward to 6 years when I opened that mail and saw that I got into Texas A&M University!  All of the failures that I endured through high school and junior college prepared me for getting into an international university, the same university that my older sister was attending!  That day when I got the mail was definitely the positive outcome to all of my hard work and sacrifices that I had gone through.  I can’t write about just ONE success of mine, because I have had multiple minor ones that all happened within the 6 years that led me to coming to TAMU!

    By: Tamera Locke, College of Agriculture
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