Shoutout To All The Teachers Who Never Believed In Me

Shoutout To All The Teachers Who Never Believed In Me

I was capable of so much more than you told me I was.


I always love hearing stories from peers and colleagues about inspirational teachers they had growing up-- inspiring them for future careers, and telling them to always "reach for the stars". I never really had that, no teacher really expected much from me, nor encouraged me to "reach for the stars".

So, in turn, being a young kid, I believed them, and I never thought much of myself when it came to academia. I continued on from middle school into High School with this self-imposed identity of a low-achiever. Although my family and friends had always been loving, they never expected much from me, and therefore I didn't either. When I wouldn't thrive academically, they would always playfully resort back to the phrase-- that slowly became a sense of my identity, "Well, at least you're pretty".

Soon enough, I grew to accept that false identity. Throughout high school, I associated with low-achievers, because I thought I'd feel accepted. Teachers would then encourage me to continue with my artwork and singing, and say that was my strong suit, and I should "just stick with that". Now, being artistic is an amazing gift, I'm not undermining this, but why couldn't I have both? I didn't second guess my teachers, and continued on, not expecting anything from myself when it came to grades.

Then finally something switched, I saw friends getting accepted into their dream universities, and begin fulfilling their dreams. So I was fed up, my whole mindset changed. I was done feeling sorry for myself.

I began to surround myself with friends who inspired me to work hard and take on new challenges. I found myself achieving my goals and found the confidence I never experienced before. Now, I was the hardworking student who inspired others; receiving praise from my professors for always going above and beyond and setting a great example for my fellow peers.

I became a leader and had systematically rejected and overcome the negative stereotypes that had surrounded and immobilized me.

Thank you to the teachers who didn't believe I'd come this far. All of this helped me to thrive under pressure and made me realize I was capable of so much more than you told me I was.

I have no resentments to all the teachers who never believed in me. I thank you for the whirlwind of a journey you took me on with finding confidence in not only my academics but myself as a whole. Hearing for years that, "you're not smart enough", "some people are just inherently brilliant and some aren't", "just marry a smart guy", and "maybe college just isn't for you".

Total B.S.

Sadly it took me a while to figure this out, some people, like myself, might have to work a lot harder to get that A. This has given me the capability to work harder than I ever thought possible, not only in academics, but everyday life--working out, helping others, work, and so many more activities. Taking that drive and-- I know it's a cliche, but as my Dad would always say-- "If you set your mind to something, there's nothing you can't do".

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To The Girl Who Had A Plan

A letter to the girl whose life is not going according to her plan.
“I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.” - William Ernest Henley

Since we were little girls we have been asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” We responded with astronauts, teachers, presidents, nurses, etc. Then we start growing up, and our plans change.

In middle school, our plans were molded based on our friends and whatever was cool at the time. Eventually, we went to high school and this question became serious, along with some others: “What are your plans for college?” “What are you going to major in?” “When do you think you’ll get married?” “Are you going to stay friends with your friends?” We are bombarded with these questions we are supposed to have answers to, so we start making plans.

Plans, like going to college with our best friends and getting a degree we’ve been dreaming about. Plans, to get married as soon as we can. We make plans for how to lose weight and get healthy. We make plans for our weddings and children.

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We fill our Pinterest boards with these dreams and hopes that we have, which are really great things to do, but what happens when you don’t get into that college? What happens when your best friend chooses to go somewhere else? Or, what if you don’t get the scholarship you need or the awards you thought you deserved. Maybe, the guy you thought you would marry breaks your heart. You might gain a few pounds instead of losing them. Your parents get divorced. Someone you love gets cancer. You don’t get the grades you need. You don’t make that collegiate sports team. The sorority you’re a legacy to, drops you. You didn’t get the job or internship you applied for. What happens to you when this plan doesn’t go your way?

I’ve been there.

The answer for that is “I have this hope that is an anchor for my soul.” Soon we all realize we are not the captain of our fate. We don’t have everything under control nor will we ever have control of every situation in our lives. But, there is someone who is working all things together for the good of those who love him, who has a plan and a purpose for the lives of his children. His name is Jesus. When life takes a turn you aren’t expecting, those are the times you have to cling to Him the tightest, trusting that His plan is what is best. That is easier said than done, but keep pursuing Him. I have found in my life that His plans were always better than mine, and slowly He’s revealing that to me.

The end of your plan isn’t the end of your life. There is more out there. You may not be the captain of your fate, but you can be the master of your soul. You can choose to be happy despite your circumstances. You can change directions at any point and go a different way. You can take the bad and make something beautiful out of it, if you allow God to work in your heart.

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So, make the best of that school you did get in to. Own it. Make new friends- you may find they are better than the old ones. Apply for more scholarships, or get a job. Move on from the guy that broke your heart; he does not deserve you. God has a guy lined up for you who will love you completely. Spend all the time you can with the loved one with cancer. Pray, pray hard for healing. Study more. Apply for more jobs, or try to spend your summer serving others instead. Join a different club or get involved in other organizations on campus. Find your delight first in God and then pursue other activities that make you happy; He will give you the desires of your heart.

My friend, it is going to be OK.

Cover Image Credit: Megan Beavers Photography

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Dance Marathon Helped Me Understand What It Is That I Stand For

What do you stand for?


The weekend of March 1, 2019, I stood for over 20 hours for the kids. Yep, I am not lying.

Dance Marathon at FSU is a 40-hour event split into two shifts of 20 hours. My freshman year, I earned sit times throughout the marathon, which I was incredibly thankful for, but this year was something totally different. I was on the internal team this year, which means, I worked behind the scenes of Dance Marathon since September. Since I was on the internal team, I did not get the opportunity to get the set times that I did the year prior. I was worried about this because I was not sure if I would be able to do it.

Spoiler Alert! I did it.

There were many times during the marathon where I thought that I could not stand much longer, but then some thoughts came into my mind. Who was I standing for? I was standing for the kids who had to get their leg amputated because they had osteosarcoma and could no longer stand on both legs. I was standing for the kids who are bound to their hospital beds right at this very moment because they are not strong enough to walk on their own. I was standing for the children who needed me to help them win their fight.

This is what kept me standing. This motivated me so much that I did not complain once because I knew who I was doing it for, and I was not going to let them down.

There were multiple people who kept complaining. Every word out of their mouth was about how their feet hurt, or how they were so tired. A large part of me wanted to turn to them and tell them, "Do you know how tired Grayson was when he had to have his many rounds of chemotherapy when he was just one-year-old?" I did not say that to them because I realized something. I knew what and who I was standing for, but maybe they didn't. My goal this year is to help all of those people understand WHY they are doing it.

20 hours on your feet may seem like a long time, but to watch $2,210,165.21 go up at the end, nothing compares.

Like the musical group Fun. once sang, "What do I stand? What do I stand for?" To that, I say, "I stand for the kids."

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