I have broken down many times not thinking I was capable of writing about a certain topic or finishing a project on time; but I never give up. I think if I didn’t stress about my writing I couldn’t continue to grow. If I didn’t stress about my writing performance I wouldn’t want to learn as much as I do. I want to be the best writer I can be and I know honors english 11 will prove to be a very vital class for me. I know honors english 11 is going to be hard, but I’m certain I can do well in this class.
I was born into a predominantly Chinese-speaking family and we rarely converse in English. Naturally, when I entered primary school, I could hardly understand what most teachers were saying during classes, let alone initiate conversations with my classmates. As years passed by, with my proficiency in the English language still being substandard, I grew more self-conscious. My self-esteem reached its lowest in P5, when my classmates began taunting me about my poor English standard. Although I could not understand them, the constant laughing and finger-pointing from them were enough for
I was presented with a whole new curriculum and teaching styles. Needless to say, my school grades went down since I was still adapting to a new language and school system. My first two school years in the United States were by far my worse but that did not stop me from succeeding. Even though I was young, I was able to understand what I was going through. I knew that I needed to not just put in the same effort as other kids my age but far more.
When I first started in high school, I had the intention that it wouldn’t be any different from middle school so I didn’t try as hard as I should have in classes so my grades weren’t as good as they could have been. It was sort of the same way at the beginning of this year but I fixed it quickly and now I only have one D when in 9th grade, I had more than one. Now that I know how easy it is once you start to pay attention, my grades have been going up a lot, and high school has become a lot easier for me. There are still some subjects that I’m just not good in, like science for example, but I still do all my work to try and keep a descent
I’ve always dreaded going to English. I never really saw the point, I guess. And, to be honest, I didn’t put very much effort into learning how to write an effective argument, or any essay for that matter. However, I always received good grades, so I was oblivious to my writing deficiencies. I thought I could get by with mediocre writing skills.
Today still I have a big problem to speak and to understanding. Specially when somebody’s speaking the language I never understand them, but I have improving a lot more than the past three years.That means right now I can read with the good accent and I can understand
I first recognized my interest in speaking during the sixth grade after I had gotten suckered into a theater class. At first was beyond terrified to even speak in front of an audience, or anyone that wasn’t my best friend for that matter. After an incident where I not only botched a monologue about a Peter Pan play gone wrong, but I stood in front of my theater class completely petrified and overcome by panic and nerves. Humiliation doesn’t
Throughout my early highschool years I struggled with math, many of my teachers didn’t stay the same, I changed who I called my friends, and I changed how I spend my free time during the winter. High School is tough. It’s nothing like middle school. During my Freshman year of highschool I had to take Algebra I. Algebra one started out as a review of stuff I learned in Junior High. Eventually though the year I couldn’t keep up with the work and I no longer understood what was being taught to me.
When I first came into English 1101, I had no confidence in my writing. I didn’t know if I was writing correctly or even forming an essay correctly, also I had trouble with research papers and the process of writing these kinds of essays. I would often feel overwhelmed and embarrassed because I was never taught how to write any essay correctly. I thought to myself, how could I have not known how to write? Writing should have been something so first nature to me, but through the help of Mrs. Hermanson and her positive attitude, eager teach, and nurturing nature, I felt unafraid to make mistakes, I became more confident in my writing and ready take on the world of writing.
I never quit on the challenge and earned a solid grade on the final. I succeeded in the class and proved that I can handle adversity even though at one point it seemed like I had no chance of coming back. Even though I didn't accomplish the ultimate goal of earning an “A” in the class I taught myself as long as I don’t give up and work hard I will succeed every