FIRST DRAFT * (Revise) Last fall, I finaly realized that I was stuck in the ded-end job. I wasn’t making enough money and I was bored to tears. 1 figured I had to get some new sills which meant going back to school, Beginning college at age 29 tumed out to be much tougher than I thought it would be. My father didn’t understand, he hated school. That’s why he uit after 8 grade. He would ask, Didn’t you get dumped on enough in high school? Then wondered why I wanted to go back for more of the same thing, My mother was worried about where the money was coming from and said so. When my friends saw me coming down the st. They would make fun of me with remarks like Hey there’s the college man. They may have a point. School never was much fn for me. I spent years just siting in class waitinb forte final bell to ring. So I could escape. The teachers ‘werent much help to me. One time, a teacher called on me then told me to forget it. I felt like a real loser and didn’t want to go back to his class. College takes time away from my faminly. ADD MORE DETAILS LATER. All this makes it very hard for me.