In fact, the odds are against you.” -robert greene I picked this quote because teachers are not going to going to hold you hand throughout high school. Their just their just their to teach the students who want to make it in life and some do not care if you pass or not. My grades have changed since I first started high school they were really good at first but then I got side tracked thinking I would pull up my grades last minute. I was horribly wrong and realized that it wasn’t as easy as middle school. My sophomore year was probably the worst because I slacked off and procrastinated but I picked myself up thanks to a little motivation.
At first I started off taking 1 or 2 classes per semester, but outside interference had me gradually upping the classes. Between work, a lack of motivation due to not having any idea of what I wanted out of life carved out, and pressure from family, I found myself not prepared for these classes. This is what you will see as you look up and down my transcript and see W's and WF's. You will see the unachieved goals, the times I thought I was an angel, the times I dreamt of being perfect. At the time of writing this paper I am 23 years old.
Being only six months old at the time of such a tragic event, I was not aware of the innocent lives being taken, heartbreaks, or prayers being said for loved one’s to live, with much sorrow in their voices, as I laid there in my cradle so unaware sleeping soundly. As years past, I began learning about 9/11 in school over the intercom for the morning announcements. Later throughout my education, my history teachers began teaching this attack as lessons. The cracking in their voices while holding back tears was heartbreaking to watch and learn as they went on with the lesson. In middle school, a classmate of mine told our class about how her dad’s friend had lost his life from the collapse.
With this in mind, I joined the high school 's track team my freshman year for the indoor track season. Nothing could have prepared me for how rigorous the practices were. I suddenly felt extremely inferior and disappointed that I could not even make it through the warm ups let alone the actual practice. Team overall was very friendly but the upperclassmen
I enrolled in college not knowing what exactly to expect and with many doubts but by taking that gigantic leap out of my comfort zone, my life has changed drastically. In high school, I was never the type of student to strive for A’s or to be on the honor roll. My siblings were the ones who did great in school with minimum effort but I struggled and often became discouraged.I remember vividly telling my mother I was going to drop out in the ninth grade. I thought I would be stuck at a warehouse job but now I have goals and dreams, all because I took one
At the end of the journey, I had gained a lot from these 4 years, but it also prepared me for my next journey, my journey through university. In conclusion, both the archetypes of the student and the journey have a big role in my life. Understanding both archetypes helped me through my years at high school and will hopefully help me in the future years to
Discrimination may have played a part as the other student and I are both not white and the highest achievers in that class. Previously, she had taken several discrete steps to undermine my grades before this whole debacle. My parents believe that this happened because the teacher’s stepdaughter was at the same conference and did not place despite this being her third year competing, yet I placed my second year. This is not the first time I have had complications with this particular teacher either. The last time an issue arose, my parents had a meeting with just her and that meeting ended with her insulting my English comprehension as it is common knowledge at school that the language I speak at home is Malayalam, not English.
On one of the first tests we took I scored a forty percent. In the grade book filled with straight A's, the F I had in that class sharply contrasted with my other passing grades. Obviously I was upset with myself; I normally passed with flying colors, not even needing to crack open a book, and
Why I describe that period time as a torture? The reason was I suffered school-bulling and teasing in the first month. At that time, my English was very poor, so I can barely write a few short paragraphs and read some short article. Also, I was shy, and very scared to talk to people. That was the first month in my high school, in a Language and Arts class.
My goal was to travel to the east coast somewhere and see what college I ended up at. Throughout the journey there are tons of ups and downs that were expected and also unexpected. I’m not completely sure if I took the best path, but I believe I did make the journey successfully. The road trip from freshman year to senior year has turned me into a very hardworking and determined person while setting me on the right track to being successful.
Fortunately, I still have a heart with persistent and unremitting. About two years ago, when I was just a college freshman in America, I thought the most two words was “give up”. As a native born American, he or she would never understand me, who is an English as a second language learner, how hard would be learning English to me. I really did not have the confidence and courage to finish the two years college courses because my English level did not reach the college level, also I have to take care of my family and my two little children. Based on the above factors, which always made me had the idea of giving up.
I never once thought I would be in this predicament when I entered high school. The failure I have experienced during my junior year took it’s toll on me. Already struggling with depression and anxiety. I was driven into an even darker path. However, my mother got me through that dark time.
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. For next two years, I really didn’t learn lot about writing because of different teachers weren’t taught me very well then in my senior year, a bearded man, Mr. Dirk, came in my life.
When I first started Unity high school I was nervous high school was going to be rough and hard to make friends but I 've been enjoying high school so far in freshman year. The biggest fear for me in high school was that there were going to be little bit of people to hang out with. This freshman year I have not joined any clubs but sophomore year I would consider joining clubs. This freshman year I don 't think I 've changed much from middle school but I have learned many things this year. When I had my first day at Unity High School I had a feeling that It was going to be rough for me and it would be hard to learn things but so far it 's been going well nothing has really changed from eighth grade.
My time at Plainville High School has been the best four years of my life. I have always had a strong work ethic and I put 100% into everything I do; whether it be in the classroom or outside. My grades have been impeccable my past 4 years. I’ve maintained a 4.0 GPA while enrolling in AP and honors classes. These classes give substantial homework but with strategic time management, I find a way to cope with the large workflow.