MY Pride

Dressed in my brand new cackis, white button up, and Northwest Missouri State tie I walked through these doors. I go up two flights of stairs and head to my meeting. I notice all sorts of bearcat pride memorabilia all over the building. I notice statues, signs, and pictures that embody the school and what it represents. I start to get butterflies like I have a middle school crush. I have a meeting with the head of admissions to the school to decide whether or not that I will be able to join the Northwest family or not. I have been through a lot in the past year but through hard work and dedication I have worked myself to the point of this interview. I had worked all summer on finding the best place possible for me to transfer and start my new journey. I sit and talk with this woman for what seemed like an hour but was more like a fifteen minute ordeal. She quizzed me about why I left UCA (University of Central Arkansas), why Northwest was my first choice, and why I think I could help out instead of hurt the community both on and off campus here in Maryville. I was honest and forthcoming because I had nothing to hide. After a quick deliberation I was informed that I would be accepted and able to attend NW. I was ecstatic and looking around the building I noticed how much different everything looked in the building not by actual physical appearance. It was different in the sense that everything in this building was now considered a part of my education. This was MY school now and MY Administration building. The statues that I had noticed earlier were now a part of who I was and who I was going to become and the only word that I could use to describe this feeling is proud. I was proud for myself and also would take tremendous pride in my school.