I used to be afraid that I would get my answers incorrect for every problem I solved. Last week, I saw my score on the math exam I took, and I was disgusted by the score I had gotten. For this reason, I decided I needed a good method to solve my weakness. I took a step into the shower, and I thought carefully about my life after that shocking moment. Time flew and hot water dropped down to the concrete floor.
This, however, turned out to be a horrible mistake. Monday was an exciting day for me as I had just placed third in the state the day before and was still floating on cloud nine. I walked into AP Chemistry and my day was single-handedly destroyed by my teacher announcing everyone would take the test that class period. The other HOSA competitor and I endeavored to remind
All students dread the days when final exams arrive. We intergrate excitement back into education again and continuously having tests is not the way to do that. Standardized testing is known to lead to extreme levels of stress, limited education, and not evaluating the student 's knowledge fairly,
This not only takes away a significant time from the school year, but severely increases the stress students and teachers face. Quarterlies take place in the last few weeks of a marking period, and because of that, teachers must base their entire lesson plan off the quarterly week. This means moving lectures, readjusting tests and quizzes, and basically cramming everything on the last day of the marking period. Having so many tests to grade the day before the end of the marking period makes school a torment for teachers, not to mention that students have to study for 5 tests right after the week of
The negative aspect was I was always stressed out, sometime the time constrains made my essays not perfect. In general, when I was assigned English essays I was stressed out. English essays were worth 45 percent of my grade, and my goal was to exempt the English exam. As a student a person needs to realize that they can
Implementing Four-Day School Weeks A student spends approximately six hours per day at school, customarily five days per week, not including any sort of extracurricular activities. Students frequently complain about having to go to school for so much time, and not getting much time off. Others could argue that six hours a day and five days a week is necessary to learn all one needs to learn in a school week, this is not necessarily true. However, a school should compensate for lost time by adding time to the end of another day that week if they found this to be an issue. For high schools specifically, attendance is a serious issue.
It is safe to assume I was glad to get out of there everyday. There were some days when I asked Mrs. Cunningham to check my thesis and she did. I remember going up to her desk at least five times and her sending me back to sit down and fix it every time. I thought to myself this is the hardest class I have ever taken, and really I did feel like
I was discriminated, teased, and treated wrong for being an Asian who did not speak English. When I was a ninth grade student, I was awarded from my high school for earning good grades. When I brought it back home and showed it to my parents, they did not know what it was and I found it in a recycle bin the next day. I started to lose my motive for studying and began to hate school. My grades dropped significantly for years.
This last week was not the best. I might've bombed my Chemistry final; I studied for days from the book and practice exams. The test was nothing like I expected it to be, and now my hopes of getting into the nursing program are going down the drain. I still need to find out what I got, but I just feel defeated. Thank you for your prayers, I need them right now.
Why I describe that period time as a torture? The reason was I suffered school-bulling and teasing in the first month. At that time, my English was very poor, so I can barely write a few short paragraphs and read some short article. Also, I was shy, and very scared to talk to people. That was the first month in my high school, in a Language and Arts class.
I was obtaining C’s for my poorly written essay’s (which was a blow to my ego) in my English class. I was unable to fully comprehend the math material being presented online. I had no fight left in me. The state of exhaustion I was feeling had me circling the drain. At this point, I knew I had to let something go, I knew I had to drop Math 14.
One of the grades appears to be turned in late. I asked Raul about it and he is telling me that he turned in on time? I know that AP biology is a hard class and if my son doesn 't do his part there is nothing that you can do to help him. So far, this is Raul 's worst grade ever, not only for this quarter but for his entire student life. I apologize for not contacted you before.
There was a time in my life where it was a bad time, but, it was also a good time. I was trying to play games at my old school, Roosevelt Junior High School. I got caught, and what came with it, is troubling . When I got Home my Mom and Dad greeted me with a bunch of things, saying I shouldn’t be doing that, and this and that, but, what also came with it is, my grades dropped, it was horrible, I just couldn’t keep up with all my homework. my teachers started to tell me that I need to pull up, or I wasn’t going to graduate 8th grade.
When coming to Arcadia High School I didn’t know what to feel like, would I say frightened, worried, or energized? For this reason I decided that I felt confused. I was a bit stressed at the thought of getting bad grades. I entered school and saw what looked like a beehive of people going where they needed to go. So like many freshmen on their first day I got lost looking for my first class, it was such a big school and many of the halls weren’t even in alphabetical order.
At 13 years of age, I was on my second year in middle school, excited to graduate and go through high school. I was surprisingly good at all the other subject except math. I hated it to the point of skipping the day that I will have a math class which fortunately was not every day. One day, my father came across my report card and he found out I had a C in my algebra class. I was grounded for a week straight with tutorial after school every single day and he sent me to an academy on Saturday that taught me computer math at Rice University.