3rd Grade Narrative

Jaziah Shipp “Disabilities” I have experienced being under many labels. With all of these labels the excruciating painful times were harder when I was just finding out that I was adopted wondering “do my birth parents even love me”, “who is my real parent”, and “why didn’t she want me”. When I was in elementary school I was labeled with a speech disability. School became a big issue in my life. I was so hurt when I had to present in front of the class.

Everyone though I didn’t know anything. People made fun of some word I did not pronounce correctly, I was scared to open my mouth or even asked a question in class, because I though the teachers would ask me to repeat it again. I cried almost every night. One day I finished my history essay and the teacher told me to wait after class,

My fourth through fifth grade I went to the same elementary school and was the best for me. It was the best because I been knowing the same people since preschool and had classes with the people I knew. But as the fourth grade came along I was separated with the people I knew in preschool and been friends ever since. I was very upset. In my fourth grade classes it was like getting to know the people that I went to preschool with and didn’t know them at all. As a couple weeks went passed things changed a lot. I start to get to along with the people that I didn’t know and became very closed friends. As the fifth grade came along that’s when the people I knew since preschool and been close friends with. The Fifth grade had all my friends and

and didn't speak English, I barely knew what "A,B,C,D" was, didn't have much friends and had low grades. I hated being treated special so I decided to learn more English, started talking to them and tried to make a lot of friends and last I spent most of my time studying hard. I made

So I just decided not to. My first year was rough, I had a lot of bullies, they didn’t like that I was trans, they scared of me, and hated. I didn’t understand it and tried it alone, but it got nowhere. By sophomore year I had changed the way I did things, I built a support system, and I defeated what was keeping me down. I wanted to help other kids like me, so I founded my schools first independent

I had detention all the time at the end of the year I had D’s and C’s in all of my core classes. Because of my poor grades my teachers decided to add more accommodations and wanted to be stricter on me the next

At least no one listened to me. My teachers saw my lack of interest in pre-algebra to be a sign of disinterest in school as a whole. Parent-teacher conferences, taking away recess, and not even detention could fix the laziness inside of me for things like pre-algebra. All they saw was lost potential; to them I was a bright little girl with no motivation. But little did they know that I would be studying neuropsychology and doing research to develop a new form of art therapy in a few

In middle school I had difficulty with math I did not know I had to find another way to learn, in high school I decided to make it my favorite sudject. My freshman year I stayed after school most of the time with help me alot for the next years in high school. Repetition was the key to solve my problem.

Of course, that was more of a scare tactic to make sure we weren’t bad kids. The exchange from eighth grade to freshman year was actually pretty easy. Most high school teachers are surprisingly nice and lenient when it comes to certain assignments and things, and a lot of them sympathize with your problems. My first problem was trying to find people I could talk to because most of my friends were divided among other classes and I, being the only teenager in the world without a cellphone, was not able

Attending a small school for now 5 years, I understand that most kids at my age go to a larger middle school with a graduating class of approximately 200-300 kids in their class, but going to a large school, teachers don 't have time to spend on a specific individual for many things, and I find myself lucky to get that at North Cape. Going through many situations and conflicts at North Cape led me in temporary unfortunate paths, but greatly impacted my reason to try and change to become a more successful individual in my education and life that made a permanent change. It all started 7th grade year, I wasn 't trying, it was as simple as that, until I received a suspension that was for an unnecessary conflict. I then had decided to try and get good grades and do something worth my time and put a smile on my family’s face. Because of the decision I made, things got better and made me feel better as a person, and made me realize I’m not only doing this for my family; I 'm doing it for myself.

It was uncomfortable for me to be around my classmates, but everyone in the class seems to be nice to me because I was the new kid. They didn’t have problems with me and I didn’t have problems with them. As time goes on, I began to feel

The first day of middle school for me was both terrifying and exciting. I made a lot of new friends within the year. I remember the first day very well. I had woke up at 5;30 a.m. I was extremely tired. All i wanted was to throw my alarm clock across the room and sleep for the rest of the day. I could smell my mom making breakfast, it was pancakes my favorite. I finally got up after smelling that. While I was getting ready, was kinda excited to be in the sixth grade. I was finally in middle school. However, I was also extremely scared. I was thinking about how my classes would go? Are my teachers nice? Am I gonna have classes with my friends? After I ate breakfast, I got in the car with my mom and met up with my best friend Kalliee so we could at least walk in together because we didn 't have any classes together.

Seventh grade was fantastic, but I would like to change a few things for next year. Next year in eighth grade, I need to increase my vocabulary, participate more in class, and stop procrastinating.

Literacy Narrative Assignment When deliberating the word “literacy”, customarily the reading and writing components taught throughout English class come to mind; however, these are just examples of one particular form of literacy. In addition, literacy comes in several styles that don’t obligatorily involve reading passages and analyzing details from the text; in fact, it consists of several styles of cultural, environmental, and financial. Nonetheless, job literacy has specifically availed me throughout the workforce while availing me prosperity in interviews, acquire a well-paying job, and incipient skills I can utilize towards the everyday task.

Instead of me receiving extra assistance my teachers would just brush over. I was not expected to make much contributions in class. If a question was asked and I raised my hand I would just be looked over or the question would be directed at me but I was not given enough time to respond (Rist,