I 've never struggled with school until this year. It seems like the homework kept piling as time kept slipping. All the years before I was a straight A student. This year I 've toppled from straight A’s, to high B’s, and even managed to get a C. I don 't know if it was just the letter C or the thought of having to get it up, but I was stressed. Anxiety was taking my focus away and I knew I had to overcome it to get my grade up.
My friends told me, “It 's just one class,” or “Math is hard, it 's okay.” For me it was not okay, and after having a meeting with my counselor concerning my math grade, she told me “try harder next year.” So, coming into senior year I felt the same thing I felt during my first day of high school, pride and confidence. I finally understood what Mr. Kalbach meant when he said he wanted to be like me in high school. He was not talking about my grades, attendance, or my attitude for school. Mr. Kalbach wanted to see the Ramses that I saw in the mirror the first day of senior year, and I know I will not let him
Two months had gone by before I was able to fully return to school. Overwhelmed with all the material I had missed, I simply struggled in returning. Test, quizzes, and homework from various classes began to conquer my confidence in a successful year. I soon accepted the false thoughts that consumed my determination, I had given up on the year not even half way through it. My grades began to dropping, all the hard work I had put in, over my high school career, for the sake of my GPA didn 't matter to me anymore.
My “threshold guardian: was most likely myself and my fears. At first, it took me a while to accept my responsibilities and get over my fear of failing and getting nowhere. Now that I am within the “unknown” there are many challenges that I face every day and will continue to face. There is the challenge of finding out what I want to study in college, doing well on standardized tests, and getting good grades in all of my classes. There are also temptations I have to face such as choosing whether to hang out with friends or do the homework that is due the next day.
It was the day that I’ve been waiting for over 3 years. A day that would finally let me be normal like everyone else and have the choices as other people without being ridiculed by the teachers that saw me as unqualified to be taught in a standard way. Thanks to my mom thinking that it would be a marvelous idea to have me be placed in special education due to my lack of effort taking reading comprehension test. I was placed in special education at the end of 5th grade, and sought to see the end of it. That day would eventually come on early April of 2015, where I was called upon to the office during class in 8th grade.
Throughout my life, I truly believed that I was amazing at writing due to the grades I received on my essays in the English class. I thought it would be totally impossible not to be enrolled into Honors English my freshman year. However, the impossible became possible, and I was placed into regular English which devastated me. This made me seek revenge towards the school, to show them the mistake that they had committed, so I set up a goal to be accepted into Honor English 2 my sophomore year. To this day, I remember the anxiety flowing through me as I received my sophomore schedule from the school staff.
Standardized testing (SATs), in the United States has been present for years and has caused plenty of teachers, students, parents, and other individuals who are informed about it to have different perspectives and opinions on it. Before doing my research on the different opinions people had on standardized tests, I always believed they were encouraged by professors and school facilities. As a student myself and on the behalf of other students, standardized tests were always perceived to be stressful and unjust. Test taking was never a strength of mine especially if the test was timed because it just added more pressure to answer the questions quick. In high school, my teachers never discussed how they felt towards the SATs, which made
I didn 't let myself be defined by test scores and I surrendered all the broken pieces in my life to Jesus. It was (not THAT easy but still) easier to brush off the 56% on a physics midterm because I knew who I was in Christ and that I am still loved and valued regardless of how bad I do on exams (but not going to lie, I almost cried during and after the test). After my life started looking and feeling different, I started doing better in school for some reason. My grades were not so pretty until about week 6 and God just pulled me through. Honestly I don 't think I could 've achieved anything without Him.
I struggled a lot with that lesson because I was so used to my old ways that I did not want to learn that actual right ways. I eventually got over my stubbornness and learned the rules for where to put the apostrophe. The knowledge in this course has helped me write my research paper for other college class, Dual General Psychology. The knowledge I learned from this class I used a lot to help me write my research paper in there. I think without the knowledge from this class I would not have done as well as I did on that paper.
I did not understand the purpose of the essay so I wrote about what I thought altering public space meant. After reading the assigned reading I still did not understand what was being asked of me and this is where I should have emailed my instructor for clarity rather than guessing. If I would have had a better understanding on the assignment rather than going into the assignment guessing if I was doing it correctly I would have gotten a better score than I got. There was some misuse of commas and even commas splices included in the essay. In previous course and now I do not know how to correctly use commas I did not really understand the concept whenever my