I, first, met frustration in 10th grade when I scored D in first essay in my life and it was when I first realized I needed to try harder than what I did in the past. By recommend from my counselor, I decided to take first regular English class in 10th grade; I still got help from ELD class but having regular English class with my 2 years of English knowledge, it was very challenging. Nevertheless, there’s no “give up” in my vocabulary. During class, I could maintain same pace with my classmates by helped from my pink electronic dictionary and at home, I frequently stayed up late to preview the lecture for tomorrow or studying English. As a result, I finished English 10 with A, and the status between my classmates and I totally changed.
The reality of it hit me when I didn’t have to get up at five in the morning,which is what my daily routine called for. In that moment thousands of depressing thoughts rushed through my head. I knew I would miss getting off the bus, seeing my friends circled around each other, and then scurrying to greet me. I would miss the freedom of walking down the halls with my phone in my hand and drama on my mind. I wouldn’t get to complain about how much I didn’t like my classes, when deep down I loved the majority of them.
That was the year I experienced the big campus at Kathleen High School. I remember for the first month I was nervous and shy in class. I made friends and met a lot of people once I broke out of that shyness. I learned that everyone isn’t your friend and they might not always have the best intentions for you. I was a good student and always did my work in class and tried to stay ahead when dealing with school.
From all challenges I faced in my life, I realized that my own happiness depended upon the contributions I made to the society. When I get a higher degree, I will have a better chance to do the job I aim for, and support a harmonious family. As the great Aristotle said, “all men by nature desire knowledge.” To me, college education is not only related to the knowledge necessary to succeed in society; it 's is also about developing character, conduct, and potential to make changes in this world. From an early age, children start learning and investigating the world that surrounds them. They all have a natural tendency to ask questions, and they expect answers that satisfy their curiosity.
I once thought of that fact, but I ended up with realizing that passion comes after experiencing such situation. For years, I never dreamt of handling students, but I feel glad every time I see them greeting me and calling me Sir. The joy when they get the lesson, solving it by themselves and thanking me after the class. I’ll never forget the environment of the class whenever I come in and start discussing even when they don’t listen and I tend to scold them for what they are doing. These feelings made me have that passion in teaching students even after
“The beginnings are sometimes scary, endings are usually sad, but it’s the middle that counts most” That is true for a lot of things in everyday life, like starting school. Many young people see going to school as a chore and only go because they absolutely have to, while some will even skip school because they see it as boring and unnecessary. However, going to school is incredibly important for your career, future education, social and communication skills. When I first got to high school everything was strange, scary and new, for the first time there were new people to meet as well as new teachers. There was now also a lot more work and homework.
I begged my mother to get me out of it and she refused and told me to deal with it. Now in New York there is the New York State Test, which is similar to the LEAP. We take it every year and it just so happened in my fifth grade year I had failed it miserably. I was put in a special education class, and was taken away from all my friends for math. It was helpful but very frustrating because the lessons were too easy.
I really liked school had very few friends and some friendly teachers but when I got home I used get homework and never liked doing it, had complaints from teachers, a lot of parent-teacher meetings, many arguments with my parents and I still couldn 't correct it. I also had no patience and self-control. So ultimately one day my parents were fed up and wanted to teach me a "life lesson". You need to experience the outside vibe in order to learn your mistakes and the more life you experience the more lessons you accumulate. So when I was 7, I went to boarding school in India, at first I was very happy because no parents, you 'll have so much fun with friends, and no one can rule you.
How could I not have realized this before? Am I dumb or something? My pre-algebra teacher, Ms. McCommons, was flouncing and hollering around the dimly-lit classroom as she always did when teaching us math; she was really enthusiastic about the subject. However, her animated gestures failed to get my attention as thoughts of my dad were flooding my mind instead. Thankfully, this was my last class, so afterwards I could just head home, relax, and forget about all I had realized that day.
We should know our limitations in life especially our maturity that we can think enough on what is good and bad to our self and to enhance our knowledge in life. What I am right now is because of my family that they really supported me in all activities that I have, just to develop my attitude and personality about what happening right now. They took me in good schools just to improve myself as a whole person that have taste in everything. My family wants me to become a professional someday that I still working on it and have more capacity to show my ability to them, so that I can help them financially if they grow