Writing Task Saved – Diego

My high school experience was not extraordinary, my report cards contained A’s and C’s. In class I would always find the desk farthest away from my teachers. Although homework was barely given out, I always managed to not complete it during class time to have something to do at home. I would live buried in assignments, leaving it to complete them until the last minute. I did not find anything harmful in it, then. I always found a way to make my life very challenging, focusing my energy on the simplest task. That was further exacerbated during quarantine. The fine line between education and private life blurred while stuck in my 600 square foot apartment. From morning until midnight, I would always be found doing class work. It was as I were programmed like a robot, endlessly repeating the same code on which there was no resetting. It was difficult to exit the loop as we reintegrated back to in person learning.  

Mr. Adegbie was my junior year architecture teacher. Without knowing it he would cure me from my bad habit. He had studied architecture and had worked at a firm. He later moved on to teach architecture in my high school. His class was unique due to the different education from the rest of the academic classes in school. Most days we would spend an hour and a half in architecture class. Our workload would vary but it kept me away from thinking of the assignments that were due that day. His work was something that could only be completed during the class time. Every day I would always focus on what the lesson plan was and how I would implement it to my work, which would vary from drafting to model making. On occasions if I did not manage to complete my work, I had returned to his room afterschool to resume my work. My hands were occupied with a pencil, glue, precision knife or scale but not with a keyboard and screen a foot away from my eyes.

Further in the future, Mr. Adegbie offered me an opportunity I did not take for granted. Mr. Adegebie commented “I see your work. Do you like architecture?” I replied “yea I guess so…” nonchalantly. Truth is I had gone to my high school for the soul reason of their architecture program. He said “Well, I have this internship offering for students who want to work in the architecture field. I would like you to join.” I was shocked, I had believed that internships were only reserved for college students, people with a plethora of experience. He added in a warning voice “But I need you to remain on top of your workload.” As if he already knew I was the biggest procrastinator in school. After a couple days I joined the internship lead by a small local firm aiding both college and high school students. Mr Adegbie’s warning was nonstop ringing in my head, “keep up with your work!” Throughout the internship I would complete most of my assignments during class time, I would rush to make them coherent and make sure they were the right answers. After all the internship was not meant to detain me from my education but to provide me with a greater opportunity. I would see that my schoolwork was completed at school before my moved to my internship work. This new setting had motivated me to maintain my schoolwork in school.