Personal Narrative: My Post-Secondary Journey

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This process has taken more than twenty years, however, this time I will complete requirements to receive a Bachelor’s degree and I will be this first person in my family to do so. What a journey this has been.
My post-secondary journey began at Lemoyne Owen College in Memphis, Tennessee in 1992. I achieved 43 credit hours toward a Bachelor’s Degree in Child Psychology. I wanted to help all the children that had experienced a childhood like mine.
My grandmother’s death took a tremendous toll on my family. So much so, I left Lemoyne Owen and enrolled at State Technical Institute in Memphis. I initially enrolled in the Chemical Engineering program to pursue a career in Nursing but after earning 75 credit hours, I received an Associate’s

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