My second semester of school I decided that because I already knew where I was going to college I didn’t have to try as hard in school and work as hard for my grades as I had before. 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.
Determined to finish out the rest of my high school. I attained that I was self destructing my progress. Now, looking back, I feel silly for almost throwing it all away. Life would be an even greater struggle without high school. No diploma, probably no College, Definitely a lower pay rate and less likely I was to get a job I wanted to do for the rest of my life.
I learned that really anyone can be who they want to be if they commit to their dreams. I believe if I keep pushing myself hard enough I will no longer hear the self-doubt I have about myself in college. Completing this exact course has showed me how important it truly is to have self-love, in the beginning what I looked for most was the o.k. from my partner because I did feel guilty that I could not find a job, and that I was not able to find one because of my high school diploma. At first me starting school was not easy for the both of us, I almost gave up but Ruben did not let me at that moment I realized that I needed to care as much if not more for my education like he did, then reading my on course textbook helped me give more and more confidence towards myself to follow my dreams and push threw to do anything I would dream to do for my family and
In the past, believing in myself is usually the hardest part. My final goal in high school is to graduate. This might be the goal of most high school students, but for me it is more than just a diploma. Graduating is starting my life on my own and being more independent that I have ever before. My goals for college are
English class made me feel empty-headed and lost. I never knew what was going on, and I also began not to care; However, when I was placed into Ms. Hightower 's class, everything changed! She gave me confidence in myself, my abilities, and helped me uncover intelligence I never knew I had. My freshman year of high school created my hate for English. My freshman class full of 15-year old 's were forced to read and write essays about the constitution and politics we knew and understood nothing about: It was the most tedious and doltish idea in the world.
I have had a very difficult time adjusting to college because I knew how to take advice about asking for help and not actually asking for help when I needed it. During my freshman year, this was a great problem and this resulted in me ending the year with a low GPA and losing my scholarship. The wake-up call came when my strong mother broke down after I told her I had lost my scholarship and that she had to pay out of pocket for me to attend an expensive institution. Although I could have dropped out and attended the community college near my home, my mother reminded me that this was my one and only shot at a college education. For the next two semesters, I worked hard and brought my GPA above a 3.0 which helped me regain my scholarship.
Every parent wants their son or daughter to get good grades but my parents wanted me to have perfect grades since then, I have had an issue perfectionism. In high school, I had done well in classes. But now that I am in the second semester of college, I am shattering apart even though in the prior semester I was on the Dean’s list. I have so much pressure in college classes, not to
Over a long period of time, I didn’t realize how serious high school meant before heading to college. My older brother didn’t do well in high school and he was the only person to look up to at the time. While attending elementary learning the basics came to me gradually and as each year passed by I was more interested in why my older brother attended a different school at a certain age/grade. My first year in middle school as an experience as a whole wasn’t what my older brother described and I expected the same for high school. My older brother did graduate high school but didn’t take the measures to attend a university or community college.
Out of all grades in secondary school, I believe that Grade 9 is the least important of them all. During their high school years, teenagers are studying so that they are able to pursue the future career of their choice. Teenagers including myself attempt to aim for the highest marks possible so that universities will accept our applications. Further supporting my point, universities do not look at the marks of the first two years of high school, Grade 9 especially, which goes to say how irrelevant grade nine actually is. If a student’s progression is very poor in grade nine, they can still very easily get into a good university as long as they do well in grade eleven and twelve, so the need to succeed is not there in Grade 9.
Decisions are always made but not always appropriate to all people neither, that it maintain justice to all whom it was applied on. This was the issue i faced with the decision that my school took When I was in grade 6 my school decided that it will only allow high school student to register in international competitions, because that believed that lower grades doesn’t have the mental ability to participate in it. My school saw the whole world wrong they believed that it is only time loss. They saw all the competitions that are made for grades between 1 to 9 are with no intentions or benefits . Since grade 3 most of my teachers was realizing that i have a fast saving memory.