• HOME
  • PROJECTS
  • RESUME
  • EXPERIENCE
← Experience

One Step at a Time

On failing almost every class in high school, hiding report cards from my parents, and the slow realization that hard work was never about being naturally good at anything.

Dean Francis Tolero·May 2026

Graduation has a strange way of making you look backwards.

You spend years worrying about the next exam, the next assignment, the next semester, and suddenly you're standing at the end of it all, wondering how you even got there.

As I graduated from Canadian University Dubai, I found myself thinking less about the degree itself and more about the person I was before I ever stepped onto campus.

Graduation portrait in cap, gown, and orange stole, the year's tassel charm hanging beside my face

Failing While Trying

I was never the smartest student growing up. In fact, for most of my school life, I was the opposite.

Throughout high school, I was failing almost every class. I was barely passing, and a big part of my time was spent as a student-athlete, constantly trying to balance training, competitions, school, and everything else that came with being a teenager.

But the hardest part wasn't necessarily failing. It was failing while working hard.

Imagine putting in months, sometimes years, of effort and still seeing very little evidence that you're getting better. Eventually, you start asking yourself whether hard work even matters.

Every test became something I wanted to hide. I'd come home with a grade I wasn't proud of and try to keep it away from my parents because I couldn't handle the conversation. In my head, I wasn't just a student who was struggling. I was becoming a failure.

And because I was already struggling, the following year only became harder. The gaps piled up. Concepts I hadn't understood before became prerequisites for things I was expected to understand later. Every year felt like I was carrying the weight of the years before it.

Something Started to Click

Then, somewhere around Grade 12 and 13, something started to change.

I wasn't suddenly getting perfect grades. I wasn't becoming the smartest person in the classroom overnight. Things just started clicking.

My grades became good enough for Canadian University Dubai to give me a chance, with one condition: I had to pass the entrance exam.

Luckily, I did.

And I remember thinking that I couldn't take that opportunity for granted. If I had to work harder than everyone else, then so be it. If a course took me twice as long to understand, I'd spend twice as long on it. I didn't care. At that point, just being in the same room as people who had always seemed academically ahead of me felt like an achievement in itself.

Holding my cap, grinning, in the orange-stoled gown right after the ceremony

Taking the Next Step

So I kept taking the next step.

One course. Then another. One assignment. Then another. One semester. Then another.

And slowly, something I had spent years doubting started to become real. Things started clicking. University wasn't suddenly easy, but I had finally learned something that I think mattered more than being naturally good at school:

I could get better.

That realization changed everything. The student who used to hide his test results from his parents eventually became someone who could look at a difficult course and think, I'll figure it out. The same person who once wondered whether hard work even mattered started seeing the results of years of it.

What the Degree Is Actually About

On stage, receiving my diploma in front of Canadian University Dubai's guests of honor, wearing the Magna Cum Laude stole

When they called me up to receive my diploma, I was graduating Magna Cum Laude. The kid who used to hide his report cards from his parents walked off that stage with honors, and I don't think I've fully sat with that yet.

Now, standing at graduation, I realize that my degree isn't really a story about being academically gifted. It's a story about persistence. It's about continuing to move forward when the destination feels impossibly far away. It's about taking the next step even when you have no idea whether it will pay off.

Because for a long time, I had no proof that it would. I just kept going anyway.

Canadian University Dubai gave me the opportunity to prove to myself that I wasn't the student I had convinced myself I was. And looking back, I'm grateful for every difficult semester, every bad grade, every late night, and every moment where I questioned whether I was good enough, because those moments made the eventual progress mean so much more.

I didn't become successful because everything suddenly became easy. I became successful because I stopped expecting things to be easy.

I just kept taking the next step. And eventually, it paid off.

Cap tilted back, holding up the red Canadian University Dubai diploma folder

Thank you, Canadian University Dubai, for being a part of that journey.

Here's to the next step.