Air Force Personal Narrative

When I was a five years old, my mom asked me, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” For years the answer was different every time she asked. After my eleventh birthday, my reply to the question began to develop into the same response. I wanted to join the United States Air Force. Entering into my teenage years, that continued to be my dream. Along came my senior year and that was still my plan. Little did I know, my future was being shaped by forces bigger than myself, sending me into a different direction. A few days after my eleventh birthday, my family and I went on vacation to visit my Uncle Joe in Albuquerque, New Mexico. The day before we left, my mom grounded me for being mean to my cousin. That meant I couldn’t go to the mall
There were two main tests I had to exempt to join the Air Force. The first test was the ASVAB. A test designed for knowledge. Second was the physical, which was 10 physical exams. After all the tests were taken and finished, I was already in the second semester of my senior year. I was so convinced that I was going to the Air Force that my whole world shook when I received a call on my nineteenth birthday. My recruiter explained to me how well my test results came out, but then he also explained how I failed one of the tests from the physical. The astigmatism in my eyes was too strong for the Air Force to accept. And just like that, my dream of joining the Air Force was over.
I knew I had to do something, so my next step was getting into college. Which was difficult for the fact that I hadn’t visited or looked at any colleges due to my dream of enlisting into the Air Force. There was only one college left that I could possibly get into. That was South Plains College (SPC). Applications and essays were due the following morning that I received the call from my recruiter. With constant coffee and a great mother, I was able to complete the application, resume, essay, and three recommendation