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<p>To me, that is a key ingredient. I come from an environment where almost no one went to university, and no one in my family- not either parents, grandparents, or siblings- graduated from HS. I don’t know exactly why I turned out so differently (I eventually got 4 degrees, including a PhD at what is the top in my field), and I’m a well published scholar now and earn in the top 1%. Sorry I dont mean to sound boastful, but rather to point out the contrast.</p>
<p>And I have thought about this issue most of my life (with my tiny sample of one) and i think it had to do mostly with it being presented to me as a possible. </p>
<p>For some reason, my father decided somehow that I should and could go to university so it was spoken of as a given (but for my siblings, who were boys, they were told ‘they could always work with their hands’ or ‘join the military’ and the idea of college was never, ever on the radar screen for them). And viola, i went to university, and they never finished highschool. </p>
<p>I had teachers who thought I had some potential. They noticed me, they gave me the sense I could be somebody. They told me about colleges and what you do there, and what would happen, and why I was good enough to go to college. Looking back I was a gifted student with so-so grades. I was never tested, there was no gifted program, but they gave me special assignments in which I excelled (even though my report cards were just okay). I suppose that was just luck of the draw of genes or whatnot that I had some abilities and wasn’t just average, but I benefitted because they noticed something in me. </p>
<p>I could live at home to go to a local state u, and I was able to pay for it myself. </p>
<p>This is a singular event but a critical one I believe. I went one weekend to a ‘open house’ at a local university. My teacher told me about it. It was a very far bus ride. I think I was in 7th grade or so. This was so alien to me…this whole campus thing, and I was in awe. I can still remember the rooms I walked in, and the amazing science exhibits. Dry ice, lazer beams, poetry, and graduate students. I had something concrete to picture and it made me excited. I think it literally changed my life.</p>