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. On one of the first tests we took I scored a forty percent.
He was three years ahead in math for his grade. As a freshman he was taking Calculus. In spite of them both excelling with math and science, they also had struggles. In elementary school, Grant wasn’t very good at school. He had struggles similar as Homer did with math in High school.
When she got to eighth grade, she had to take a test to continue onto high school. She always did very well in school and passed the test easily, but her parents got her a worker’s permit and she never went to high school. In some ways, I think she regrets not going, but she is constantly working and was most likely more than happy to help her family out. With or without high school, she is unbelievably intelligent and I am so proud to call her my grandma. Just sitting down with her for a short amount of time, I learned so much about the past and I definitely recommend you talk to an elder you know.
I had been asking for this since two months ago but he kept giving me the same response, ‘get all A 's and then we will think about it.’ I had all A 's except for math which was always a high B+ and I just couldn 't get him convinced. This time, I had an 85% in math and he was telling we he would buy it? I couldn 't analyze this because happiness that was filled in me allowed no space for thinking heavily.
For example, in high school as a teenager in they expect for their new students to act like young adults. Unlike middle school where teachers hold your hand and walk through everything high school is not like that. In high school, most teachers are not going to beg their students for them to turn in work that is missing or late. I learned first-hand last year I was a bit slacking in my science grades, missing work, Forgetting makeup work. My teacher never reminded me or told me multiple times to do my work.
I was determined to surpass her in every academic endeavor we took part in at school. All my emotions were translated into a drive to improve on my lingual inadequacies. In our reading class, we had a bulletin board that keep track of everyone’s reading point―they gained it by taking quizzes on the books that they read. At that time I had 50 points, I always thought that it was impossible for me to become the top student of the class, so I never really tried. After the incident I pushed myself to read more every single day.
I learned quicker than others and was more intellectual than they were and because of these things I never really had friends. I passed all my classes with A’s or B’s. My grade average was high and I was prepping for college courses. My family had been telling me of all the great things I could do but never prepared me for the hard times to actually achieve any of these goals. During my summer break of 2011, I broke my ankle on father’s day.
As a writer I would give myself a 5 out of 10 because writing is not one of my strengths at all even though I try my hardest. English is my second language so for the majority of my high school career I was in ESL classes instead of regular English I, English II, or English III classes. It was not until my senior year that I got into a regular English IV class. Senior year in high school was the first time I was in a regular english class. It was quite challenge but nothing I could not handle for myself.
We never got the chance to write about a topic we were interested in or talk about our opinions on a certain topic. I feel like high school is just a waste of time, all they would say the four years is that in college we would have to write four to five papers, but they never showed us how. Now that I had finished my first semester here at Daley, I sort of know how to write a proper paper by the writing process that I had created when I took English 100.
I struggled a lot in my math classes, I think because when I first moved to Lake hamilton I was behind on my multiplication skills, because at my other school we hadn 't learned them yet. But for the rest of my school years at Lake Hamilton it has been awesome. I have been making good grades since the 9th grade, I started trying really hard and I think school got more easier because we got more freedom. I think that the main difference between Lake Hamilton, and my last school
She struggled to find a reason why all year I struggled to keep up my grade but scored a near perfect on my EOG. Her excuse was homework. Homework! There was no way that 10 points here and there could so drastically influence my
During my elementary school time, I had learned that this world is full of competition and you have to act out in order to stand a chance. I was quite intelligent in my classes, especially on the subject of mathematics. While I thought nothing of it,as I was bullied for that reason, my teachers saw it differently. Then, during the 4th grade, my teacher, Mr.Green, had asked me if I would like to join the school’s math field day team. At first, I wasn’t so sure, but after a few days, I was now a part of my school’s math field day team, along my twin brother, Anthony.
Transcripts In my highschool career the majority of my grades were fairly well, although I started my freshman year confused to what career path I would be taking, by sophomore year though I figured out what career I wanted to pursue. Most of my grades were A’s and B’s and the only bad grade I have ever received was a C in geometry during my freshman year. In junior year I started to take honor classes and managed to keep them solid B’s. I have been an average student throughout my high school years. Many of my teachers have reported how much of a conscientious student I am.
For a long while, during my time in middle school and the start of high school, the thought of doing really well in school never dawned on me. I’m the kind of person that always think about life in the near future, never extending far enough to think about what I really want to do and where I want to go. My grades had always been average, never dropping low enough to hurt my future but also never rising high enough to push me far, until I reached tenth grade. My laziness got to me and I just didn’t care anymore. My GPA dropped so low, seeing it can make anyone gasp.
For example, in the heading “Many students aren’t ready”, the author states “Some of them didn 't take enough math, some took the wrong math and some managed to pass the classes without learning the math”. The evidence explains that even though a student may pass a particular math course, they aren’t prepared to take college level math or even understand the concept of that math course. In the heading “Your child needs math every year” the author explains that just because some students took a higher level math in seventh or eighth grade and are able to “fulfill minimum admission requirements for all but the most selective colleges by the end of junior year” doesn’t mean they should take a break once they become a senior. Once they do take a break then taking college level math will be hard for