I barely got through geometry, and I thought that I wasn't going to survive. I failed tests and retook them for a better grade, I pushed myself and told myself to keep going no matter what. At the end of the year when finals came around I was still struggling. My teacher told me that I might have to stay another year. I was freaking out and didn’t know what to do.
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.
I remember trying to ask questions about concepts I did not understand, but she would always say, “What don’t you understand?” This was a frustrating question because I was completely lost and didn’t understand anything about what we were working on. I changed schools for seventh grade and my math teacher tested me on the first day of school. My mom received a phone call from my very concerned math teacher. I had tested at a third grade math level entering the seventh grade. Looking back to those times, I felt very bad about my abilities in school.
To ensure that I did not have lower grades I started picking up in my second year, my grades in the third year were very encouraging as I paid serious attention to all the courses. I never missed any class unless there was a need to and I took office hours with lecturers very seriously. I would not relax until I completely understood a topic. My determined nature helped me to improve my grades. Each semester was an improvement on the other.
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.
I had thought it would be so easy because I love to read and I thought that answering the questions wouldn’t be too hard. I was even bragging about how I would get the best grade on the assignment. I figured I would love the book and at once understand it.When summer started, I had read the first few chapters of the book. I had gotten an unsettling
At the time of writing this paper I am 23 years old. Through these last 5 years I have grown a lot and gained an outlook of what I want to do in life but I realize I'm not perfect, and I never will be. Even this summer I have dropped 2 classes but God willing and time management on my side, I will successfully take classes to finish out my Associate's Degree in the fall and spring. The correct amount of classes for me. Not how many the advisor thinks I should take, not too many due to people asking me when I will finish my degree, not in a rush.
I was still a great reader and found I had a fantastic memory. This memory was a boon in classes such as History which i excelled at. My writing skills (which you can judge for yourself in this essay) fluctuated from mediocre to good enough to get a four on the AP Language and Composition test my junior year. Senior year was definitely the hardest year of high school, drama club took up much of my time after school and sickness left me out of commission for a week at very inconvenient times, twice. My math and English grades probably suffered the most because of this.
Learning how to feel frustrated but still be kind, and how to work effectively in a group. I am learning so many new skills, and even though I am still terrified of navigating the 10/12 next year, I know that I will be able to get through
I’m only taking 5 classes this year, which makes my life a little less stressing. My toughest subject this year was probably Economics. It was something different, a new experience. I was introduced to a whole new level of vocabulary and it was tough to memorize. I also did horrible in the tests, but I was able to push through that and I managed to pass the class with a B.