I did not touch you is because you said you would send me an email after looking for my grades, but I always did not receive your message. You already said that you do not want to receive emails about changing the grade, so I think maybe meeting you directly would be better. Yeah, I know, my Aplia grade is not great since I forgot the last assignment and I had meetings on every Sunday night, and Clickers’ grade is not good too. However, my attendance did not affect my grade. I almost went to every class in the first half semester, but the midterm grade is not appropriate. I did not go to several last classes, but I studied and reviewed at home, that is also the reason that I can get a good grade in the final. I am so sorry for my bad grade
Owen, I am very concerned about your progress. You have been honest with me and said that you are not keeping your class well organized as they should be. Missing classes and assignments will case a serious impact on your final grades. You need to catch up with all your classes and reading during this weekend. Let me know if you need any additional support to get you in good shape on your classes again.
Good Evening Prof. Ellis, I hope you enjoyed your Thanksgiving Break! I know I enjoyed a nice home cooked meal, however, the reason I am emailing you is to make sure I don 't have my "final grade docked" because I didn 't send in excuses for my absences. I am positive I have missed over three absences, so attached are doctor 's notes for two of the days I missed. I know there is a chance my grade would not have been affected, but I did not want to risk it. Thanks.
I didn’t even know what cross country is before I came to this school. And by the end of the season, I was one of the best runners in the team. This transition didn 't come from nowhere. I was literally the slowest person in the whole team(including girls) when the season began. And I remembered what one of the girls in the team told me: Kenny, just go join another activity, there is not chance for you to make the APAC team.
Blues burst from the shadows of the buildings, contrasting with the vermillion glow from the nearby windows, while sickly greens still lurked in the curtains, illuminating his whole being. Clinging to the curtain in the middles of the chaos, he looks toward his apartment, not in fear, but in euphoria. I first saw Conrad Felixmüller’s Death of the Poet Walter Rheiner near the end of my sophomore year of high school. The past year and a half had been hard for me. Freshman year I struggled in AP World History.
When I started high school, the club that excited me the most, was National Honors Society. So, at the first chance I got, in my sophomore year. After being a member for a year, I quickly realized that I wanted to take on a leadership opportunity in the club. So, I took a shot for the stars, and campaigned for being president of Honors Society. Though I had some competition, I put my all into composing a speech, and I won the presidency, and I have been president since.
To EPAC Appeals Sub-committee: This morning I received an email regarding my dismissal from the College of Nursing program. I am aware that I have failed NUR 250: Knowledge Foundations with a 71, instead of a 73. I’m writing this appeal letter to explain the cause of my poor grades and to ask you to please reconsider me to continue my progression into the nursing program. My poor academic performance has been a result of multiple stressors and life problems.
My first year at Brookdale I joined the ALP program because I didn’t get a good grade on the Accuplacer. I decided to join this program so I wouldn’t have to take a English course next semester and be so behind. I joined Brookdale because I didn’t know what I wanted to do as a major and also didn’t know what four year college to go to. I didnt think Brookdale was going to all that great
My whole life long, I have been trying to find a place where I can truly fit in. I have also been worried about what I would do when I grew up. I was torn between my passion for horses and my passion for performing. There was no way I could give up one for the other, so I searched the net for Christian colleges that had majors in both equine studies and vocal performance and there it appeared: Asbury University. It was manna from Heaven.
I did not care about how I performed or what kind of review the teacher gave my parents about me. I saw school as a horrible place that I went
Throughout high school I have tried to take classes that were not only challenging, but would also be relevant to my future. I have taken nine AP level classes since sophomore year, and I have thrived in the difficult coursework that is meant to be college level. So far, I have proven my hard work and dedication by passing all of the AP tests thus far. I have also taken advantage of the advanced math coursework that is two years ahead than normal. I began this track since the fifth grade, and I continued and progressed all these year.
The day started with waking up at six o’clock in the morning, donning my obnoxiously sparkly costume, and slicking my hair back into what was possibly the world’s tightest bun. I was going to a dance competition. Four years ago, when I began competitively dancing, I decided to perform a solo. Now, as I prepared to step out onto the stage, I was no longer so confident with my decision.
My grade in this class last semester was a C and it wasn’t sufficient. If I had done my work correctly, on time, and complete I know I could’ve got a better grade. Doing a sport is what made my semester difficult, I didn’t use my time wisely and have a schedule set for school and playing a sport. I could’ve stayed after school or stayed in from lunch to help me catch up on my work, but instead I decided to go out to lunch and spend time with my friends.
Situation: I was looking over my son's grades, and noticed he had a few missing assignments that were impacting his grades. My feelings: I was angry at first, but then, I felt guilty about my anger because this was to be expected to some degree. Middle school is new to him. The transition process can take some time getting used to. Especially, coming from spending the majority of a day in one class, now, switching every 45-50 minutes between 7-8 classes.
Attending a college or university can be a pleasurable four years or it can be path of frustration and indecision. I have spent the past year at Albany College of Pharmacy & Health Sciences thinking I wanted to be a doctor. College is expensive and when I started pondering changing my major it just didn’t seem practical. As a second semester sophomore changing my major would potentially mean spending more time in school which in return means more student loans and prolong starting a career. Not only would I be changing my major, I will be changing schools completely.
Next year at Embry-Riddle I plan start studying Cyber Intelligence and Security. Ever since middle school I knew I had a developing interest in the field of computer science and spent most of my time building the skills to excel in my classes. One of the first projects I got to use the computer on was a video for the Oregon Trail. I decided that it would be best to design an advertisement to showcase the facts in a new and creative way. When my group turned the project in, and it was shown to the class my teacher rewrote the assignment according to what we did and used it as an example of great work when recruiting new people.