When i was in kindergarten i was a really shy kid and i barely talked so other kids made fun of me, my mom decided to transfer me to another kinder in wich i made some friends, i don’t have many memories from my childhood i just remember that i used to go to beach every year with my family, in my first grade of school i had a hard time since i began to act shy again, in second grade i made 3 friends , as a shy kid that was a huge step for me, in third grade the teacher used to scold a lot because i had to stand up all the time, later she told my mom that i needed to wear glasses, so i have been wearing glasses half of my life, in fourth grade i got transferred into another school and there i met my best friend who is also my neighbor, i remember …show more content…
My grandmother passed away when i was in fifth grade so i got depressed, In sixth grade my teacher was never in class but he used to made us work a lot with homework, i got third place at the end of the year, we had a graduation party but i just spent like 2 hours there and then i went home. i was bullied during the whole middle school, the first years was hard but thanks to that today i want to be a teacher (ill explain that later). None of my classmates talked to me and my nickname was invisible, even the teachers made fun of me, my family was having a hard time, my dad got really sick so he could barely move, in second grade i met people that was bullied by the same classmates and teachers, so we made our own group, for the first time i felt that i belonged somewhere, they were the kind of people that wasn’t used to have many friends so when they did they gave their whole heart, till today we hang out together whenever we can. Many times i wished my teachers were different so i thought why don’t i start to be the change myself?. In third grade i traveled to the u.s.a. i had a crush in one of the guys that i met there, his sister is a really good friend of mine, i met Zach when i was 12
Growing up, times were hard. I moved around a couple times, and never built the foundation of a childhood. In school, kids made fun of me for how I looked and acted. I wasn’t getting good enough grades. But I still made it out and transferred into high school.
The 3rd grade to the 7th grade was one of the most dreadful times of my life. It all started when my 3rd grade teacher took me to a room where my parents were sitting in. She started talking to them about how I was always looking distracted or confused during test’s and assignments. She suggested that we go see a doctor about me having ADD or ADHD but at the time I had no idea what ADD was or if it would affect my life in the slightest. When we arrived at the doctors he started asking me many question about my day to day life.
I was born September 26, 1998 in Syracuse New York. My parents are Jacqueline Render and Robert Butler. I have 2 siblings, both of which are younger, named Julius Render-Butler and Careena Render-Butler. I am 5'7" and weigh 150 pounds. My family is a combination of African-American, Dominican, and Native American.
As a student in elementary school, I never had very many friends. I was never invited to parties or hang outs and was always kind of left out. Sure, my classmates didn’t mean to do this to me, but the reality of it hurt. This year, I changed. I took what I had learned and I made something better out of it.
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
I later on picked up English in first grade where of course like any other kid I was bullied. The stage in my life when I got bullied makes up a lot of who I am today and my identity. Because of the rude comments and actions my own classmates took towards me I became more to myself, lonely, and very afraid of rejection. Although those are the
I left friends that I’ve known since kindergarten. So when the fourth grade started, I was completely alone. I had to get to know my surroundings, try and meet new friends, and figure out how things worked around here. Then in the seventh grade, things really went downhill. That was when everything started to change.
Freshman year, what an awkward time in my life coming out of middle school with my poor grades I promised myself and my parents I was going to succeed while in high school. Did I though? My grades for sure improved but I still was not putting in as much effort as I should have been. I struggled to be able to communicate with all these new faces and in a completely new school but even outside of school struggled to talk to new people.
I was still in Bookman Road Elementary school my 4th grade year, I had the same teacher who taught me for my 3rd grade year Mrs. Tammie Hunter and had the same best friends. When I ended my 4th grade year at Bookman Road I was told I’m going to a different school; being young I was very confused but when the new school year started I then realized what my mother meant by a different school. That morning when school was starting I was excited, I’m going to my favorite school around my friends I felt like my 5th grade year was going to be the best year but that didn’t happen. When I was going to get ready I noticed a blue collared shirt and a plaid skirt, I was thinking to myself Bookman never had clothing like this it was a public school we
From this day, I still remember how lonely I felt and how badly I wanted to be accepted. I dreaded to go to recess because I wasn't sure what type of crowd I would “ fit in” with. As I walked in class, I saw everyone divided into various cliques and eventually I found myself every week trying to fit in with a different one. I tried my best to act like those kids in order to fit in, I changed so many things such as my attitude, my clothing, my hairstyles and how I spoke in the span of one year. I was so desperate to feel like I was not alone and had real friends that I basically would’ve done anything for others to like me.
I’ve always remembered that I had a good life up until high school. I didn’t know then, but I found out five years ago that I had depression in high school. I really wished that my teachers would’ve known and helped me. Yet nobody knew including my family members.
Why do people want to become teachers? There is low pay, long hours, little benefits, students have more rights than teachers. I want to be a teacher because I want to make a difference and change every child’s heart that I come into contact with. Teaching is one of those jobs where you get to be an undercover angel, because you are able to effect so many different lives by caring and teaching. You matter not only to one person in an office, but for 18-20 kids.
After carefully evaluating my abilities, desire to widen and reform my knowledge and aspiration to advance my career, I wish to pursue a Master’s degree in Computer Science at College. My goal is to work on the contemporary issues in the Information Technology industry and employ the knowledge to provide better solutions to the complex IT challenges. In the years to come, I envision myself as a lead architect designing systems which will get smarter and more customizable through interactions with data, devices and people. My whole life has been a multi-faceted learning curve which has prepared me to take the academic challenges of the graduate life.
It is this epigram that motivated me to dream big right from my childhood days. It has provided me a great inspiriting force and stairway to success in various spheres of my life. I have always been preoccupied with Science and it has been more of a phenomenon to me from my young days. And now, I would like to pursue M.S in Electrical Engineering. I believe in working hard and remain steadfast to achieve my aim irrespective of any hurdles that come in life.
I realized I wasn’t a good student my behavior inside the classroom was horrible but I could recognize I had a really good connection with my teachers even though I was super noisy in class and always laughing basically I was like a clown, until today I still talk to them as my second parents. Memorable moments in my life that I consider the scariest days and at the same time moments to celebrate was my last year in High School. De La Salle Panama is known for a lot of people as a really hard school to graduate and the hardest year is grade 12 (2014: my last year in High School). Remember moments when I was studying and I took me the whole night to study for my several