<p>For those of you who have read my other threads in which I rant about how awful my school is (and please don't provoke me in this one :p ), I have a story that finally helped me see that it is what you make of your high school years, not what your high school makes of you. Sure, my high school hinders opportunity, has a braindead administration, a scatterbrained guidance counselor, and a good portion of unmotivated students (and out of forty, that's pretty sad), but I DID IT!</p>
<p>I heard about the Scholastic Awards about a year ago at this meeting for alumni of this art program I went on the summer after frosh year. The kids were talking about Gold Keys and I was curious and asked them what they were talking about and they told me about the awards. I did some reasearch and discovered the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards. It was something new, something exciting, and I decided to give it a shot (for this year; the deadline for last year had already passed). </p>
<p>Anyways, this past summer I went on an art program at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. Initially, i wanted to do drawing but was a bit squeamish about doing nudes so I decided to give photography a shot. What could it hurt? This summer, I fell in love with photography and have continued it even after the program ended, and despite my school's lack of a photo program - or art program for that matter. </p>
<p>Then the Scholastic work started. I had to find a printer (b/c I don't have access to a darkroom), smooth out problems with my printing order, work out printing costs, narrow down what I would submit, etc. there was a mini-crisis (that seemed large at the time) a couple days prior to the submission deadline but that was smoothed out as well.</p>
<p>Anyways, Sunday - I submitted my stuff on Friday - wa the pick up date for all rejected work. Any work that had won Gold, Silver, or Honorable Mention would not be there b/c it was on its way to the regional exhibit. Anxiously I paced the drop-off area, and then there was my pile. My 16X20 was missing and, after counting the 8X10's, I discovered that three more were missing. Four awards! It was a beautiful moment.</p>
<p>Then, yesterday, I got an email from one of the people who helped me - a teacher very involved with the Awards - and she informed me that one of my pieces had won a Gold Key! I cannot express how wonderful a feeling this is, knowing that with a lot of determination, passion, and a great network of people to help, anything can be accomplished.</p>
<p>OK, that was kinda shmaltzy but I guess in this whole frenzied, competitive, "OMG I'm gonna die" college admissions craze, an inspirational story might be nice.</p>