As I have mentioned last week, English is one of my weakest subject in school, especially when assignment involved with writing. Most of the time, I usually have my wife edit and proofread my paper before I submit them; that’s only if I remember to ask her. Otherwise, I will end up proofreading and submitting my own paper. According to Carduner (2007), it is nearly impossible for someone to accurately proofread their own writing and be consistently successful because after working long and hard on a paper, one will find little to no grammatical errors.
It’s extremely fast paced and people won’t slow down for you nor anyone else either. My transcripts state the most difficult classes for me were spanish and math. Even though math was not a challenge for me, but I didn’t do homework, and I received high scores on test, which allowed me to pass the course. The least difficult classes for me were just about everything but spanish. English I’ve earned all a’s and one but think it was an accident.
My friends began to talk to me little by little, everyday. I didn’t know that I loved showing off my intelligence, I loved the joy of knowing so much of what my friends didn’t know. Not just being smarter than them, but helping them with spelling. A week passed and I thought about my discussion and at that moment in time I realized that I was smart, and there was nothing I could do about it. At recess I stopped my friends, before stepping onto the jungle gym and they all just ran away.
I was lazy and the only time I wasn 't was when I made excuses for why I didn 't have enough time to do anything. (Not true though because I played too much Everwing than any college student should 've during dead week) And one day, I came across Matthew 6:33 and thought, "Oh Jenny. Let 's figure life out and get things straightened up in spring quarter. There are more important things in life than just school.
Being a part of advanced placement classes in middle school, I expected loads of difficult work to come my way once I entered Fenway High School. These advanced classes prepared me well to succeed in high school. Although I took these higher classes, I was never good at math. Math was my worst subject because I did not like dealing with numbers. I am a history and science type of student, I prefer learning these subjects rather than math.
“If the English language made any sense, lackadaisical would have something to do with a shortage of flowers.” -Doug Larson. Most students would agree that college is difficult. Classes are more involved and studying is more important than ever. It is not surprising that students often end up asking the instructor how they can improve their grade right before the end of the quarter.
I only had to take ESOL until the third grade but since english was not my first language i still talked with a strong accent. I had to do speech therapy until the eighth grade. that is where the problems started occurring. In middle school many people picked on me because i was different. i had an accent so they would make fun of me by mimicking my accent, my voice was fairly high pitched too so that did not help at all.
During the camp, there were so many girls that had self-doubts about math and how they couldn’t do it. It was hard in the beginning trying to tell the girls that math can be fun if we try and use art skills to solve math problems. The first week was the hardest because the girls didn’t want to work at all because the girls that were good at math were always showing off and the girls that were having struggles didn’t want to get involved in math even if art was brought in. Once the more shy and doubting girls started to get involved in the math games/ art, they were able to get the hang of it fast that the other counselors would have to help them once in a while which showed just how much the girls were starting to have fun with math.
August 28, the day Kyle Morin would finally be someone in. The location of this dramatic transformation… Jeffery Johnson Academy, school of the jaguars. Let us rewind, Kyle Morin was a transfer student from Indiana. He came to Bolingbroke almost a year ago. He had struggled to make friends and was the stereotypical new kid.