Class of ’13
Corvallis, Oregon, USA
When I graduated from high school, I had no desire to go on to school. I went out and started working. After about a year and a half of working one dead-end job to the next, I started to recognize that wasn’t a path I wanted to go, and that if I wanted to set myself up for the future I had in mind—to be able to provide for me, for my family—I needed an education. I worked manual labor jobs my whole life, and not only was I tired of beating my body up, but I had all these ideas. I knew I was a smart kid; I just didn’t have much confidence in my academic abilities. But I recognized I didn’t want to do manual labor for a job that wasn’t going to set me up for a career. And in the world that we live, I recognized that to be promoted, to get hired for jobs, to get pay raises—it’s how much you have furthered your education that sets you apart from other people. And with only a high school diploma, where was I going to go?
The thought of college was scary, though. I had lost all confidence in my academic ability because I didn’t do very well in high school. I did all right but not anything great. And I had been out for a year and a half, and college was so daunting. It was such a scary thing to think about. But I knew I needed to go.
I was working with one of my cousins living in California. He had attended LDS Business College, and he told me about it. There was something when he was talking about it—I realize now that it was the Spirit speaking to me—but something just felt right. I felt I needed to look into it. I got on the internet and actually started applying that day.
When my cousin told me about LDS Business College, I had never heard about it before. But that experience of feeling the Spirit, feeling the desire that I needed to go there, led me into the process of applying, which leads to a whole other story of my getting accepted.
The problem was, the deadline for registration was coming up and I was still in California, and I had to make a trip back home to Oregon. By the time I finally got to Salt Lake, I had missed the entire first week of school, and gave up any hope of attending that fall semester. My cousin encouraged me to see if there was a chance. I still remember walking up to the admissions desk and could tell that the young woman there was stressed to the max. I explained my situation to her and that I still hoped to start school that semester. As she assisted me, it became very evident that my chances were slim. Even though I thought for sure I would not get in, the young woman kept on working and working to help. She grabbed other staff members to help, those staff members contacted teachers to find classes for me, and those teachers welcomed me and gave me the resources to get caught up. When it was all done, I was officially enrolled at LDSBC and taking thirteen credits.
I know my life has been led by Heavenly Father. I believe everything happens with a purpose. We have “guardian angels” in our lives; people who impact our lives. I consider my cousin who sat there and gently encouraged me along the way as one of them. And concerning the young woman in admissions—maybe someone would look at that experience and say, “Well, what did she do? She got you admitted to school.” But I look at how much I’ve grown, how my testimony has grown, and it was truly a divine and inspired experience. She really was a guardian angel in my life. I’ve looked for her, and I think maybe she was just helping out for that first week. I haven’t been able to find her.
I knelt down after that experience and said a prayer. I prayed that the Spirit would convey to her that I was thankful. It wasn’t an accidental chain of events. It was part of a plan, for sure.
I’m thankful for her and the people that were willing to help me. Because if I hadn’t been accepted into school here, I don’t know where I would be. I truly think I would still be lost, wandering. My experience here has been inspired, and I’m thankful that people guided me along the path.