Standardized testing ugh. The absolute worst part of school.Testing is so dreadful because it’s time consuming, forget consuming it’s devouring, teachers and students don’t get the graded test back fast enough, and last but definitely not least students already have to study for classroom test weekly now you want to overload their brains! This why I am against standardize test. These test have a desire to devour classroom time and brain capacity. Class is already very tiring, think of adding hour long test.
If class work was to callous I’d complain to my case manager. I’d tell her that I didn’t have enough time or that I have lots other work to do, so she would get me out of any work that I dint want to do. My case manger got me lots of extensions on projects, homework, and test. But I didn’t take advantage of any of it. My grades were dropping faster than ever, and so was my self-esteem.
School, for me, is probably where it all began because I was constantly forgetting to do homework as a kid, which of course led to me getting in trouble and getting bad grades, which I really didn’t want.. Getting in trouble over something that I could so easily have done made me feel the need to work twice as hard to remember to finish and turn in all of my homework on time. I’m usually also pretty good at school work, but by losing and/or never turning it in I could’ve run the risk of being held back because it may have seemed like I wasn’t understanding the classes when I actually was. That brings up another reason I need to become more organized, my mom would have been extremely mad if I’d been held back because I wasn’t turning in my homework, and that was probably much scarier to me at the time then actually being held back. The second group that helped influence this trait is very directly related to the influence that my school had on me, my peers. Most of my close friends I had all through school were very good right away at getting their work turned in, after I finally realized that it made me want to sort of be like them in sort of a competitive way where I wanted to be able to keep up with them academically.
Quickly after my diagnosis, I was confined to a wheelchair for a period. I was ashamed of my illness and despised the stares I got at school. The stares soon turned into bullying. Middle school can be a grueling time for preteens and being bullied for something I have no control of only made it harder. I did not think that there was anything that could help until I took the initiative to educate
I learned this when I had thought that I got over my concussion until my grades started to plunge due to the fact that I was missing school because of migraines that had me crying myself to sleep and that were so bad that I wasn’t able to function normally. Soon, I learned different approaches to deal with these migraines that would help me deal with my post-concussion effects for the rest of my life. It was the fall season of basketball; when my team had been playing against an inner city school. The team was very aggressive, especially the girl I had been guarding. The other team was losing; it was towards half time when I was running
20 out 26 students say they would rather have not block scheduling. Block scheduling is new to my school this year, and I absolutely can’t stand it. First it 's inconvenient and confusing,Secondly it hard to focus when it 's an hour and half long, Thirdly, I tend to forget some things because I 've had a day without it. Block scheduling is very inconvenient and confusing for students and teachers. On the first day of school it was like my brain was about to explode.
I took a nap and missed some of my next class. She then wrote me a pass and this is really why I was late. It was sad to know that this really never came true and I never actually met them and never actually scored a touchdown. I kind of ruined my day, but I will always be ready to learn
During my last year of Middle School I was diagnosed with depression. This illness caused me to discourage my abilities and it deeply affected my social skills. At the same time I was also being bullied by other kids at school. I remember silently crying every day as I walked home from the bus stop. When I was first diagnosed, the doctors told me that isolating the problem was a good thing.
I am highly skilled at taking responsibility, but I lack the patience, and I plan to practice that by using others frame of reference of time. I have learned to master responsibility given multiple tasks of being a student, mother, and a wife. I learned to master responsibility after I had my first child in my first year of college. It was very difficult to be a mother, wife, and an honors student. I started procrastinating because I felt exhausted most of the time and I would not do homework.