In a way I think I was an "inner outsider" because I was the only person in my family who liked to read regularly. I knew education was very important. I didn't have a stable home life or support system to finish traditional school. My parents didn't value education. I think maybe the stereotypical Southern mentality that education wasn't important contributed to that pattern of thinking. Those experiences that were forced upon me shaped me in the early part of my life. I conformed to the thought that education wasn't important, even though in the back of my mind I knew I could succeed in school. So, I went back to school when I was 32. This was 7 years ago. The main thing that pushed me to go back to school was that I didn't get the job I really wanted because the employer had a very well-rounded background and found out that I hadn't graduated. At that time I had been with my husband for almost 10 years and he didn't know that I didn't have a high school diploma. I told him and he encouraged me to go back and continue my education as I see fit. I went to the local Community College in West Memphis, Arkansas. I went there to get my GED. Teachers tell students to get ready to go to class for hours 18.00 6