Sunday, June 21, 2020

Acceptance

In mid-December, William Paterson University came to my school for an Instant-Decision Day. I had a feeling I would be accepted, but not knowing for sure was driving me insane.I was due at the guidance office at 11:15, but the anticipation was killing me so I decided to go down 15 minutes early. I knew what was waiting for me could change my life and give me a great education.I turned the corner into the office and nearly ran into a fellow student, Kyle.â€Å"Are you here for William Paterson?† I asked.â€Å"Yes, but the guy’s running late. He hasn’t seen anyone yet.† Hearing that didn’t exactly ease my nerves. Knowing I would need to wait even longer for my interview was like teasing a child with candy.After a minute or two, the door to the conference room opened and the guidance counselor introduced both of us to Mr. Yates. We all shook hands, and then I left to wait while Kyle talked to him. It wasn’t long before Kyle reappeared. â€Å"Ià ¢â‚¬â„¢m in!† he yelled. At that announcement, our counselor called Kyle into her office to congratulate him. It was my turn, and I couldn’t be more ready. Mr. Yates was getting some coffee and hurried back to his seat when he saw me enter. â€Å"Good morning. Please, have a seat,† he directed. I sat directly across from him and he immediately began to speak.â€Å"Well, Taylor, I have just a few questions for you.† He began to ask about academics, activities, and what I wanted to do with my life. We went back and forth with questions and answers until I hit a bump.He had asked about my toughest class, AP Physics. He wanted to know why I thought it was so challenging and what I was doing to raise my grade. In answering, I began to bash my teacher from the previous year. He stopped me mid-sentence to critique my response.â€Å"I don’t want to worry you, Taylor, but it’s probably not a good idea to speak poorly of an educator when you are speak ing to an educator. This doesn’t factor into your interview, but it is a suggestion.†We moved on with the interview after this slight setback. Mr. Yates began to run out of questions (which I thought would never happen) and finished with, â€Å"Taylor, I’m happy to accept you to William Paterson University.† A huge smile spread across my face and as it did, one ran across Mr. Yates’ as well. I was accepted to my top-choice college and it all took less than ten minutes.