Some of my teachers had a positive effect on me in that, they tried to show me the importance of Math and how it is applicable to my life. Other teachers gave negative influence and was completely unware that they were doing so. As mentioned before, not being able to do and understand everything within the time frame that the teachers allotted, caused me to feel as though I was not smart enough to understand the concepts. Help was given from friends and peers when necessary whether in the form of assistance with given work or explaining concepts that were not understood. I came from a household where Math is abstained from on all sides.
Last school year I took AP calculus AB while I was a senior in high school. I took the AP test and received a two on the test. In this class I felt pretty confident on some chapters while other chapters I felt like I had no idea what was happening. I think that by taking this class again I can really learn what I wasn’t very good at and get a better understanding of some of the concepts. Most of the material I wasn’t very good at was topics towards the end of the year.
I was freaking out and didn’t know what to do. I put in a lot of effort studying for this final exam. My teacher called me up after the final exam was graded. We sat down and worked on it together. She told me that just because I wasn't getting through with math, that doesn’t give me a reason to give up.
The problem being that my counselor had accidently placed me into these classes, but in the end result just received extra help. The effect of double placement caused my mindset to seem under average compared to my friends since many were only placed in a single math class. As it was stated by Carol S. Dweek in “Transforming Students’ Motivation to Learn” it mentions, “self-esteem in math seemed to become more important than knowing math” (2). Just as the article is stating I had confidence that I was above average and was capable of higher level math which is why I felt being enrolled in two classes was not for me. It was a conflict to my repetition rather than having a clear understanding.
My Writing Experience I have never been good writing, I was never really exposed to it until my tenth grade year in high school. It was my first year at Clinton High school, August 17, 2013, I had the hardest english teacher in my grade. I already had imagined how that year was going to go. Looking back at it now it was not as bad I thought it would be I learned a lot from that class. The beginning of the year started of rough as we started writing our first essay.
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.
When I was 17 years old, I wasn’t excited to go off to college to do more school work. I figured since I didn’t enjoy high school as much as others, a college would be even tougher to enjoy and probably not end well. Throughout high school, math was a subject that caught my attention briefly and I always questioned if anything other than basic math was important. I completed high school algebra even though I knew I would never use it in my daily life. And I didn’t.
So I did my best to try and show that I didn’t need the extra help like some others did, but all my hard work went in vain and I was never able to get out of the class. I began to feel as if my writing wasn’t good enough and I began to slack on my writing and reading. And by the time I got into middle school, I wasn’t as enthusiastic about literacy as a once
Eventually though the year I couldn’t keep up with the work and I no longer understood what was being taught to me. I struggled with keeping up and trying to stay with the class. By the end of the year I had no missing assignments but since I had trouble taking tests I passed with something in the C range. I took Geometry during my Sophomore year and Algebra II &
Furthermore, it sounded stupid to me, why should I make an effort to be aware of my feelings? Why does it matter? Nonetheless, after trying it, especially in stressful situations, I understood the significant difference it made. For example, once I had a chaos in my class as a result of some social problem. I immediately felt as always like it is my fault and that I do not know how to manage a class well.