My Collapse and Restitution When people see me walking through the halls of school, or walking down the street they may see me as an underachiever, or even a slacker; if they had seen me last year or the year before perhaps they would have been right. My Freshman and Sophomore year I struggled to pass many of my classes. I had begun to give up on anything school related for the purpose of "enjoying my youth while I still could". Back in November of my Freshman year my Uncle Gary passed away suddenly of a heart attack which made me begin to realize the importance of living a full life and doing what is important to you. To tell the truth, I despise the idea of becoming someone who works in an office for the entirety of their life in a dead
The week before the homecoming game, we found out that our starting senior libero got sick with Mononucleosis, which meant that she couldn’t participate in any physical activity. We quickly had to find our next best passer, for that next week’s big game, and I was next in line. You will never know when you will have to step up, and when chances like this will arise . You always have be prepared, otherwise you might miss your chance. When I found out that I had to libero for one of the biggest games of the season, I was dripping with drops of nerves.
Many times in life what we dream, what we want, does not happen the way we expect to happen. In order to attend a four-year university to get my bachelor’s degree I had to go through a series of situations that would teach me how to be a better student and a better person. Being an immigrant, and especially a teenager, is not easy and it was not easy to me at all. When I was in my junior year of high school, I only had one year living in the U.S. I was still trying to adapt to my new country, to my new life, to my new school; however, it was not as easy as it seems, although I was always an excellent and hardworking student back in my country, El Salvador, I was not succeeding the way I wanted to, especially in school.
Sometimes I wish the class room were as simple as me being on the field knowing what to do . I tried college without sports and just relying on my knowledge to help me transfer to another school . But it didn't work out too well , my first year of college was brutal ; school just didn't feel like the correct path for me . It was the spring semester
Senior Fall Pathways Portfolio High school my year of success, potential and goals. For the past four years of high school, they have not been what I expected because I expected something more challenging and difficult to graduate. I also expected to experience things such as involvement in school activities. To not be categorized as your level of our understanding because that meant the high level students couldn’t really have a connection with the low improvement students. For example I’m not that high of a performing student but I would 've loved to work with one that was to develop their skills.
During my high school days, I was a really shy person. I didn’t like to talk in class because I was nervous what my classmate will say about my response, I didn’t join anything activities or sports teams and I didn 't have a lot of friends. But I knew it was something I need to overcome sooner or later. During my Sophomore year, I wanted to change who I am, so I decided to join track since I like to run. But if I didn 't join track I wouldn 't be who I am today.
Although I was not expecting a good grade, I still wondered what I had done wrong. The paper had one mark on it that was it, but I was too shy to ask what I did wrong. The same thing happened again on the next essay we wrote weeks later. I was just about ready to give up on the class, not like I actually could quit it but I was not very motivated about it. After that essay I did ask
In my Sophomore year, I realized some regrets in what I chose to take in regards to courses such as not picking Intro to Computer Programming; however, the biggest regret I had within my choice of courses is the fact I did not take the school’s college-level course, Advanced Placement European History, because from what I had heard from my friends, who did take it, is that it was actually not as terrible – and impossible – as I had thought the course could be and thus, going into my Junior year, I decided to enroll for the Junior college-level course, Advanced Placement United States History. I was aware it would still be harder than your average honors-level course, but I still enrolled in it believing I could pass. I was so sure I would
like I want to be a forensic psychologist take 12 years of college to be a it and just have my dream job and not have to worry about money and just fix the wrong I've done to people. I've always want really good grades I hated that I slacked off my first two years of high school because honestly it didn't help me at all but my junior and senior year I really started to buckle down and get serious because I don't want life to be hard for me I want I mean I know there's always going to be bumps in life but I least wanted to at least try to have a smooth journey. like pretty soon I'm going to get a car I'm going to get an apartment I might even go to Florida and go to the technical school down there and they have a huge forensic department I have a lot of goals in my life right now I just need to start taking action for them. Like i said i have gone through alot in my life recently with more downs than ups, but no matter how hard it got i never wanted to give up. I may have a lot of fear, but i still always believe in myself What.
My first semester I had many obstacles; however, it was worth it because at the end I learned to not give up. An obstacle I overcame was getting classes. Since, I applied late to school due to not being able to decide which college would benefit me more I was behind with enrolling, for classes causing me to not be able to get classes. There were barely any classes left for me, but I eventually found the three classes I needed. Getting classes was difficult because it took me a week to finally get the classes I need.
It was my last year and all I wanted to do was have fun. I stopped doing my homework and studying for all my tests, I began to worry about boys and all the fun times my friends and I would have. I got suspended and asked to get sent to a anger management school to help me focus a bit more on myself, nobody would have expected that from
Then in sophomore year of high school, I was, well, let’s say “mistreated” by a male classmate. I felt broken and hurt, like I couldn’t trust a soul in the world. That instance only confirmed that maybe God wasn’t as present as I’d hoped and maybe men were not my type. When I started looking at colleges, naturally, I wanted to go somewhere safe, where there was little violence and possibly the opportunity to strengthen my dwindling faith. I found Covenant.