English class made me feel empty-headed and lost. I never knew what was going on, and I also began not to care; However, when I was placed into Ms. Hightower 's class, everything changed! She gave me confidence in myself, my abilities, and helped me uncover intelligence I never knew I had. My freshman year of high school created my hate for English. My freshman class full of 15-year old 's were forced to read and write essays about the constitution and politics we knew and understood nothing about: It was the most tedious and doltish idea in the world.
Madisen Hansen Period A3 There are twenty six letters in the alphabet, and never had I thought that five letters could be arranged in such a painful way. APUSH was a class that I had originally taken because my parents simply did not think I could do it. So I took the hardest class in the school. But I didn’t learn just history. I got more out of that class than I have ever gotten out of my high school career.
How English 095 Changed My Life Some college classes can be boring for students, but some students might get lucky and have a class that is life changing. During the spring 2016 semester at Wilmington University, I took a class that was life changing and it made me think about what I wanted to do with my future. I took English 095 as a requirement for my communications degree. As I sit back and reflect on my experience in English 095, I am grinning just thinking about how the class has made me think about my future careers. English 095 made me realize that I enjoy English, and I want to maybe teach English someday.
My grades were dropping faster than ever, and so was my self-esteem. I had detention all the time at the end of the year I had D’s and C’s in all of my core classes. Because of my poor grades my teachers decided to add more accommodations and wanted to be stricter on me the next
I have been struggling in math, and it has taken a lot of hard work to stay afloat. English has always come naturally to me - until this year. I have never taken an English class quite like your class, Mr. Hallstrom. The class challenges me to think differently and be more analytical. I was very nervous because I thought I might not succeed.
But the one class that I never seemed to stay afloat in was my Honors English 1 class. I was never good on tests, essays, or simple reading assignments. The first reading packet I had in that class took me by surprise. I was able to read it, but when it came to discussing it and answering questions about it, I had no clue what was going on. I was never able to figure out the story’s deeper meaning like the rest of my class could.
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.
Good afternoon, I 'm a Spotsy Sophomore, and I was in CGS until about three months ago. At the time, my best friend had just recently passed away and I was dealing with a lot of stress and sadness as a result. I had no motivation or desire to do normal everyday things, let alone homework. My grades slipped. Against the advice of my teachers, I left the program and went to Spotsy full-time.
Before going to Immaculata, I went to Hillsborough High School. Despite the acclaim the school gets, such as recently being ranked the fourteenth best school in the state of New Jersey, I was extremely miserable for the entirety of the time I went to the school. I had nobody I could talk with within the school, as every student avoided me, and the guidance counselors were more concerned with burying complaints to continue advertising a positive environment. Not even my teachers cared about me, as I would often be ignored when asking questions and I was even skipped over when groups were assigned multiple times. By the end of Sophomore year, I was extremely depressed, and would have no energy to do anything after doing my homework.
No matter what I did, I could never get straight A’s. It was impossible: No one has done it during the eight years I spent at that school. No matter how much I explained to my parents how ridiculous my teachers were: they continue to believe I was a below average student. There was no chance convincing a teacher to give you a better grade: my friends had tried; didn’t work out for them. The story doesn’t finish here, but I have just set up how oppressive my school was toward the students who just
When I turned into a freshman, I decided to transfer to a deaf school for my high school years and graduated there. By then, my struggles with my writing and reading were improving by working hard. IN my freshman, there was an English teacher, Mrs. Copeland-Samaripa, a strict teacher I ever had seen and I failed this class once because of lack of my doing in homework and tests. I didn’t want to repeat the grade so I decided to work hard by studying notes for test and turned homework in on time. For next two years, I really didn’t learn lot about writing because of different teachers weren’t taught me very well then in my senior year, a bearded man, Mr. Dirk, came in my life.
I had a test coming up on The American Revolution, I studied three hours to earn my first 100% on a college test. halfway through the year, we were assigned a research paper in the class. I chose the unit I had the most difficulty with because I wanted to have a greater
I am Esteban Rogelio Reyes, and I’m in the ninth grade. About a few weeks ago you came and visited Rancho Mirage High School and gave us copies of your book, Autodidactic. That book really changed what I think about education, learning and taking responsibility into my own hands. After reading your book, I thought about who I am, my struggles and my accomplishments. I think one of the very few accomplishments I’ve made in my life include getting a perfect score of 600 on the California State Test in English or Math (I can’t remember) in fifth grade.
Louis’ and Rye’s high school for investigative research. In East St. Louis he finds one particular class taught by a teacher who (u3rhl4.) In this school students find the lack of interest for them within their education system. Students experience many issues from the lack of hygiene, maintenance, shortages of funds, and even support for their education. This has lead many students to creating uneducated lifestyles for themselves.
A few weeks in, I was feeling the heat. The pressure was getting to be too much. I was unable to focus my attention appropriately. I felt like I was living in a fog unable to think clearly. I was obtaining C’s for my poorly written essay’s (which was a blow to my ego) in my English class.