AP: Anxiety Personified Americans spend thirteen years of their lives in public school. They are exposed to a variety of different ideas and subjects during these years. Some gravitate towards the realm of the humanities; while, others choose the world of math and science. I chose the latter. Science is a subject that builds upon itself the more you are exposed to it and it has captivated me for some time.
English was never my good side; I’ve always been a math and science type of person. I began to ask myself, “why did I decide to take honors?” When I look back on the beginning of that year to the end, my confidence in inferring and just being able to get more out of a story skyrocketed. Without really telling me, Mr. Clayton taught me, in the simplest terms, not to give up. This inability to understand was almost like a learning disability for me and he really made me realize I could overcome anything. His class and him as a person has made me a better reader and I can see it through things that happen in my daily life.
Identify one course in which you are proud of your effort and achievement. I would caution you to not just choose a class that was not challenging and so you did well. Honors Pre-Calculus. I was unable to raise my course grade from a D, but my term grade was closer to a C. I truly wanted to do better in the class and so I went in during lunch at least once a week. I was struggling.
We also exchanged phone numbers and reporting time is at 7:20 and dismissal is anywhere from 2 - 4:20. The teacher helps out with after school detention/seminar (the students can come and get help with projects/homework). After the classes were done, I got a tour of the building from my cooperating teacher. I was introduced to many different teachers and other members of the faculty at the school. Today, was also a quiz day for some of the students, so I was grading papers.
At first I was pretty shy just because there are so many outgoing personalities. Throughout the weeks I have grown more comfortable and really enjoy being in tap class. I like how diverse the group is with dance levels. I think it is really awesome to see how people who have never done tap before interpret the steps. I feel very fortunate to have such a great basis in dance but I sometimes wish I have not been so heavily influenced by my academy.
I took this job at Skyline specifically to learn more about a hospital environment and how hospitals run. The techs a shadowed during this observation were amazing people that share with me valuable information. During slow times they would help me with school options and where they went to school, and what they liked about it and what they didn’t. Everyone seemed very excited about my interest in radiology and was more than happy to answer any questions that I had. The techs I shadowed seemed happy to have me tag along in their exams and made sure to explain anything that I didn’t understand.
As a senior at Ashley High School in New Hanover County, you have to complete a senior project. This project singlehandedly determines whether you graduate or not. It was second semester, my classmates and I were sitting in Mrs. Ventre 's class knowing exactly what was coming. We were scared, nervous, intimidated, and so much more. The way she helped me through this huge project has stuck with me to this day.
On Wednesday I returned to my placement. I arrived around 9am because I was going to be going on home visit with Rachel one for the social workers there. Rachel did not show up till 12pm! I was really frustrated but while I waited I on worked on the ILP and help around the office. When Rachel finally came in she took me to the conference room and we got to talking and getting to know each other.
School was just one of those things that never really just came easy for me especially math, I didn 't really pay attention, always sat in the back of the class, sometimes I would read, or draw, sort of just tuning out the teacher. One night I came home from soccer practice and my parents were both sitting at the round wooden dining table that’s when I heard the news of my failing grade in math. I had two choices either keep doing sports as long as I go to tutoring or my parents would kick me out of all sports. The next gut wrenching, math test was on friday, so I had to study as much as I could before that. To me it was like do or die , because if I didn’t get a B or higher I would not get to play sports for awhile.
Thursday morning. I walked to my English teacher and handed her my short story. I was the first to turn it in. She labeled it with the number 1 in the lower left-hand corner. That afternoon, I was walking by and saw it stapled to the board with everyone else’s, but it stood out.