Although it may not seem like a big deal in hindsight, the first time I failed a test taught me one of the biggest lessons I ever learned: the value of knowing that you are always enough, no matter the situation. As a freshman in high school, I was used to getting good grades with little effort. So taking an AP class seemed like an easy opportunity to buff up my transcript. Little did I know that that would be one of the hardest classes I would take.
These comparisons to a child show the disbelief in the ideas posed in the quotations. The narrator believes that he can “transmute” metals, due to the fact he is more than just a natural scientist. 2. “I read with ardour those works, so full of genius and discrimination, which modern inquirers have written on these subjects” (77). — Very much like the thinkers in the Enlightenment, the narrator values the search
His mom wished him good luck on his way out the door, telling him: “remember, be confident and compassionate.” Eric listened to all the other speeches, which were all similar. Finally, it was Eric’s turn. He walked to the microphone to a splattering of applause, but nothing near to the noise level when the captain of the football team stepped up. Eric started by talking about how the students never got what they wanted anymore, teachers and principals would always overrule and dominate the students.
Segovia's failed the test, getting locked into a career he hated after spending his entire education as an honest student. Mr. Segovia laments to the narrator, "I was the best in my class, My whole school. I never cheated on an exam, but I bombed the aptitude test, so I had to major in religious education. I didn't even believe in God." (71-72).
In the duration of my middle school years, I maintained excellent grades, except I had just one issue that held me back from a satisfying life. That issue was the fact that friends came very hard to me in my middle school years. Before my struggles at my middle school, Trafton, I had a very productive social life in the Elementary school I attended, Roberts Elementary. Here, it was very easy to make friends and have a great social life, since no hard work was required as a kid. Middle school, however, was a great challenge for me.
With the warm air in my face, causing my make up to become sticky. Once I was handed my diploma with my name on it, I didn’t worry about anything at that moment or for the whole day. I wasn’t thinking about the way my crown hair was uneven, or that my makeup was staining my gown, or that my black and white platform heels didn’t match my rose pink dress. The worries that were superficial before I truly graduated had melted away. The tough parchment paper under my hand made my day ten times better than anything ever could until that moment.
I did not take anything serious and I loved to mess around. I can remember the certain classes that I just went haywire in and was a basically a crazy maniac. Doing homework was not that big of a deal to me and I loved to push it aside. I could have cared less about studying and it was not a big deal to me. I now feel bad for my teachers because I now understand I was a real pain in the bahookie.
During my first year of middle school, I faced an enormous challenge: being bullied. Prior to middle school, I had been bullied throughout elementary school. However, in middle, the stakes became higher and my stress levels became to the point where I wanted to be alone. This was a very frustrating challenge because I was always a very strong student with high grades. I was a great student, listening and paying attention, never got in trouble.
The solution? For me, it was another class in school that I just randomly wound getting placed in, called Theatre. There were so many other problems that I faced when I was in theatre that didn’t get cleared up right away, but it did teach me very valuable
The first week was relatively easy and I had no worries, but then the second week came along and changed my perspective of the class. The heavy amounts of math were not my favorite. I was sufficient in math, but this was more complex than any other math I had experienced before. I struggled on the first couple of quizzes and tests. I started to become discouraged with my capabilities.
In English III we have had to read some old time stories and I wasn 't excited about it but, I feel like reading “The Crucible” and Billy Budd have helped my reading skills. Before I had this class I would look at old english and freak out and run but now I can understand it. Reading “The Crucible” has taught how powerful lies and manipulation is.
My entire life has been me looking forward. Always looking forward and rarely looking back. Learning from past occurrences and planning the next; I have been a sure handed planner all my life. When I was younger my maturity of very advanced for my age, therefore I only had a select few friends. This helped me keep a level head and remain focused.
“You guys ready?” , my mom asked us as she closed the moving truck and hops in the front seat. As I load my bag in the truck, I remember facing the continuous struggles of moving. Growing up, I constantly moved from state to state, and being so young in the processes just caused a lot of stress in my life.