Personal Narrative: My Experience With Failure

I had to persevere in high school because school is hard because I have learning disabilities. I have ADD which causes a few problems. For one thing, it makes comprehension and doing work slower because I lose focus and have to come back into focus. Another thing is it makes it hard for me to sit still without being quite fidgety. I was that kid at story time that the teacher had to give a ball of wax to, so that I could fidget in order to sit quietly and listen to the story.

My parents soon notice and they sat me down and talked to me about how I was

It wasn’t until 7th

Good afternoon, I 'm a Spotsy Sophomore, and I was in CGS until about three months ago. At the time, my best friend had just recently passed away and I was dealing with a lot of stress and sadness as a result. I had no motivation or desire to do normal everyday things, let alone homework. My grades slipped. Against the advice of my teachers, I left the program and went to Spotsy full-time.

Who is to say that failure cannot ultimately lead you to success? Most people fail at some point in their lives, and they have to generally fail at something before they can ultimately reach success, even though failure can be defined as a lack of success. A person fails because they did not adequately prepare for success. As a sophomore in high school, one of the high school courses that I was required to take was American Literature and Writing. I did not have myself signed up for any of the AP classes offered, so I lacked familiarity with the struggles a typical student endures while they are taking an AP class, but all I knew was that the school year of 2015-2016 was personally successful for me.

He got his report card and he failed almost all subjects. So, his mother decided to teach them the timetables on the first day. Ben was disobedient and called his mother a mean mother so she composed an idea to not allow him to play any games until he learns the timetables. He learned it immediately. His brother and he had to check out 2 books every week.

I began slacking off inside as well as outside of the classroom. I stopped doing homework to my best ability’s, stopped studying for tests, and worst of all I was lying to my mother. For almost four months I treated my mother poorly. I constantly lied to her face about how my grades were. I had been digging my own grave and I didn’t even know it.

My brother who was five at the time would be woken up every night with me screaming and crying. My school and social life went downhill; I missed out on the essentials in Mathematics and English, which are still problematic for me. I had to go through this alone as my friendships were almost non-existent by

Homework helpful or harmful Is Homework Helpful or Harmful? This question that many parents and students ask themselves every day. Many students complain about the amount of homework that is given to them.1 As many children as eleven-year-old Stevie Naeyaert in the research done by Alexa Stevenson, children suggest they don’t have enough socialization time. Have you ever been frustrated with homework, and not having enough socialization time? Many students believe too much homework blocks their social life.2

I was barely going to classes, I would leave school and go home or to the store. I got suspended twice before I got my transcript. Once I did get them I started going to classes but that was long after I started skipping classes and leaving school to go home. I messed up the first and second quarter grades was terrible I was just an honor roll student at Shaw, now at Collinwood I have F’s. When it was third quarter I got back on my game went to school every day and on time, and went to all my classes.

I grew up learning Spanish as my first language because that was my parents’ native language. I had to learn English in school and practice at home, but it was difficult when my parents could not help me. Therefore, I mostly kept to myself and puzzled over words that I simply did not understand. My parents understood that I was having a tough time in school because of my lack of communication skills and decided to place me into the English Language Development program in my elementary school so that I would not get behind the other students. This program appointed me to a counselor who would check my progress in class on a weekly basis.

Dropout nation showed the struggles that 4 students at Sharpstown High go through on a daily basis that no normal teen should go through trying to earn their high school diploma. All 4 of these students came from terrible home situations that distracted them from learning. One of the students sparkle didn’t even have a home she lived with friends, relatives and even sometimes on the streets. The thing that these kids all had in common was they were really intelligent kids but they had so many family and personal issues outisde school that it caused them to miss or act out in school.

There was a time in my life where it was a bad time, but, it was also a good time. I was trying to play games at my old school, Roosevelt Junior High School. I got caught, and what came with it, is troubling . When I got Home my Mom and Dad greeted me with a bunch of things, saying I shouldn’t be doing that, and this and that, but, what also came with it is, my grades dropped, it was horrible, I just couldn’t keep up with all my homework.

The protagonist of To Kill a Mockingbird Scout is confused and in quite the dreadful state. She had an exhausting 1st day at school and she is contemplating why she is even going to school anymore. From her point of view, her father doesn’t have a degree level education. Young Scout is confused on why others seemingly do as they please; she doesn’t enjoy going to school where her very teacher is not tolerant of Scout. Atticus, her father, has some ideas to share with Scout about seeing from another person’s eyes.

When I turned into a freshman, I decided to transfer to a deaf school for my high school years and graduated there. By then, my struggles with my writing and reading were improving by working hard. IN my freshman, there was an English teacher, Mrs. Copeland-Samaripa, a strict teacher I ever had seen and I failed this class once because of lack of my doing in homework and tests. I didn’t want to repeat the grade so I decided to work hard by studying notes for test and turned homework in on time.