While at Nashoba, I have only had a few classes that have caused so much distress as my freshman World History class. I left eighth grade with a huge ego in history, but that was middle school and Mr. Sakellarion’s class was a whole new ballpark. Looking back, I should have dropped to accelerated and gotten an easy a, but my pride and love for that class got the better of me, and my grade. For those of you who were wise enough to stick with accelerated, Mr. Sakellarion’s tests and quizzes caused severe anxiety, breakdowns and stress from most of his students, however the day to day classes made that stress worthwhile. From the first test up until the final I struggled in that class, scraping by with mostly C’s and the rare and glorified B
Completing my Master 's degree was a learning experience for me because I had to juggle my school requirements along with my work schedule and home life. During the two years I took classes full time and worked full time. As the years went on I decided to become more involved in my learning experience by adding a part time job at the Center for Family Excellence as a lead group counselor. When it was time to complete my internship I decided to quit my job to focus on schooling experience. Deciding to have no income for 3 months while I interned at Pittsburgh liberty and Pittsburgh CAPA was the hardest decision I made but was the most beneficial experience.
I ended up failing sociology twice and being placed on academic probation. I overcame this obstacle by decreasing my school workload, and moved around my work schedule to make more time for studying. This gave me an opportunity to improve my grades, and utilize the resources available at the school, such as the tutoring programs and the
My “friends” start up a quick joke but overtime people around school start using it against me. The first day of school and substitute teachers were my least favorite days. Whenever the new teacher or sub would call role, everyone would wait until my name was called so they can whoop and holler when the teacher says my name wrong. It still happens to this day but now that my peers are more mature and I know how to play it off therefore it does not affect me as much. But I can always count on my best friend Malachi.
In the meantime, I was in an AP class. I got behind in my school work and was unable to complete all of my work. When I got my results back, I got a decent grade even though I struggled with my course. I see this as a failure, but in the end I was successful because I over came the obstacle. Since the start of sophmore year, I was part of the Best Buddies club.
Killing yourself to show that you work harder than everyone else and in your head you are the best employee and deserve an award for your work ethic. I once experience occupational burnouts in my undergrad. I worked three jobs and went to school full-time without sleeping and eating some days. It was stressful and overwhelming because I was making sure my bills got paid, my grades stay up, and that I had funds to get back and forth to work because I walked to school or caught the bus most of the time. At the time, my health was not important to me as it should have been because I am a diabetic, but since I was so head over hills to take care of my family and have a little extra change for spending money, hard work was the key for me to make a change.
I was withdrawn from my previous middle school and things were rather calm at home I threw myself into my school work and found a sense of secret control threw self-harming and obsessive dieting it was rewarding to see the numbers go down on the scale, and up in the books. I was still withdrawn and sick I was just better at hiding it and the layers of secrecy in my life would build with age like the rings in a tree trunk. It was nearly the end of my eight grade school year before anyone intervened. The boy I sat at lunch with had tried killing himself the difference was, he warned people in his family and got caught plus help. He was put into therapy and on medication but I was also caught in the spotlight the school found out about my cutting
I did not attend an average high school, I was homeschooled. The group of friends I hung out with at the testing center once a week, were guys. Because I was the only girl in the group, a lot of girls made fun of the guys, and myself. Being the reason my friends were getting made fun of was horrible, and it worried me terribly. My friends would take my mind off of the mean girls by helping me study the material I was at campus to test over.
Senior Reflection The best experience I had at Thousand Oaks High School was having teachers who cared and pushed me to my limit. Mrs. Almenara taught me organizational skills. She and I worked together at university elementary school with autistic kindergarten children. The worst experience I had was being the new girl and trying to find my way round the school. I was always getting lost and going into wrong classes.
Wow! I cannot believe that a semester just flew by. I still remember how scared and timid I was when I first started and how nervous I was when I spoke to a student as a counselor. I have learned so much and I have been granted the opportunity to work with an elementary, middle school, and high school counselor. By far, my favorite age group was middle school and my least favorite was high school.
It took weeks to understand the process of applying for financial aid and luckily I now understand how it works. I have chosen this topic because many younger students attend college out of high school and do not know what they are setting themselves for when they graduate from college. “You’re looking for colleges that deliver good value—a high quality education at an affordable price” (Bodar, 286). You do not need
However, in Cortijo Nuevo there are a few chances to get a career because some parents do not have money to send their children to a high school or University. In Cortijo Nuevo there is only one Elementary School called Escuela primaria Nicolas Bravo, and there are less than 25 students per grade. Usually the same students go to Telesecundaria Jose Maria Luis Mora (middle school) for three years after they graduated from elementary school. Most of the students no longer enroll in a high school because the tuition is expensive and there is no money to pay for it. I was lucky because I would enrolled into Preparatoria Emiliano Zapata (high school) for one semester only.
My grades suffered due to that fact. I always did well during testing, I just felt no motivation to do homework. I went to musician’s workshop when I started high school and developed more culture. High school was okay for the 2 years, my grades were average. Unfortunately, after my sophomore year ended, I started moving around due to various circumstances, such as a parents divorce and my childhood home going into foreclosure.
In the book “I just want to be average” by Mike Rose, Mr. Rose tells the story about his lack of education growing up and how he was put into a lower class of scholars. The program that Rose was enrolled in was the Vocational Track , through his own words this was a “dumping ground for the disaffected ”. Rose was placed in the vocational track through an accident because he had the same last name of another student. He enjoyed that type of learning environment because not much was expected from him. The other students that were also in the vocational track were said to be the slackers or the slow students.
Rumors can be good or bad. Jesse Singal, in “How to Fight a Rumor,” quotes DiFonzo as saying, “Lots of times people will share a rumor not for their benefit or for the other person’s benefit, but simply because they’re trying to figure out the facts” (514). I remember at high school, the rumor was spread about the teacher. Students that had her class were not serious and were close to failing her class, so they spread the rumor that she was a very bad teacher, and the rumor spreads around the whole school. Next semester, I took her class and I found out that she was a very good teacher.