I feel like my academic skills have decreased am not happy with that at all am trying to get back on track. But the number one reason I felt like I changed the most this year is because. I have conversation inside my head like some times I doubt myself sometimes I encourage myself, motivate myself I tell my self I can do it or that am not going to be anything in the future. Or sometimes I just feel really strange, weird, and uncomfortable. But I try to ignore the comments I ask myself and try to be positive.
Kindergarten through eighth grade I never actually tried on assignments, or even tests for that matter. Then I got to high school. It was a whole new experience for me. I realized I actually needed to start focusing on school. Freshman year wasn’t too bad for me.
People could only imagine knowing Miss Soar on a personal level, yet here I was about to spend a full two weeks by her side in a classroom. Although I knew of Miss Soar, we never had a conversation, but that would soon change. Sitting at my study writing a shopping list my mother had asked for when I heard the doorbell ring followed by a brief conversation. It was Miss Soar! At dinner later that night my mother broke the new, “Honey, Miss Soar has requested your help at her camp this summer.” she said.
Hello Professor Childers, it 's Julie Holdredge from your 9-11 Environmental Science course last fall. I just wanted to say thank you again for letting me use one of your textbooks to keep up with the course curriculum, I really appreciate it. I was wondering if you were teaching another class tomorrow that way I can stop by before or after and give you the book back. Sorry about that! Also I thought I signed up for one of your classes, but apparently I did not.
By the time I had started my freshmen year, I had already acclimated to my new school in East Texas that did not have a theater program. Admittedly, the transition without a theater class proved to be especially difficult for me, but that year I was introduced to my first “official” speech course. It was in that class that I realized while I may have been shy with one-on-one conversations, speaking in front of a group of thirty people was a breeze. Throughout my high school career, especially in during my junior year, how I spoke became more of an asset to me that I could have ever imagined. One especially challenging course for a majority of my class was dual-credit Speech.
My 10th grade year was the year I had first decided to join fall play. After auditions were announced my friend Emma asked if I would like to audition with her. We had discussed joining fall play the previous year, but at the time, nothing had come of it. This year, however, Emma was determined. She had quit soccer, and for the first time since she was five, needed an extracurricular to fill up her time.
When I first came into English 1101, I had no confidence in my writing. I didn’t know if I was writing correctly or even forming an essay correctly, also I had trouble with research papers and the process of writing these kinds of essays. I would often feel overwhelmed and embarrassed because I was never taught how to write any essay correctly. I thought to myself, how could I have not known how to write? Writing should have been something so first nature to me, but through the help of Mrs. Hermanson and her positive attitude, eager teach, and nurturing nature, I felt unafraid to make mistakes, I became more confident in my writing and ready take on the world of writing.
“Maria called to talk to you today my mom said when I just walked into the house. “Maria who” I asked my mom, “Do you not remember her, my aunt that lives in Massachusetts.” Explained my mom “Oh yeah! What did she say” I ask, “She said that you got the babysitting job!” said my mom. “Yay “ I scream jumping up and downing. “For how long did she say I will get to stay there and when do I leave” I asked “She said she will need help for the whole summer so you will leave right away when school ends” answered mom That summer changed me into a better person.
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
I was not sure how to add in a transition word to make my writing flow together and where I did decide to add transitions in my paper, they would be the same one, which made my paper sound repetitive. In the first essay I wrote called, “Helping Others While Helping Yourself” I struggled with my transitions greatly. In the first and second paragraph I used
After getting my essays back, I would see I had not noticed all kinds of grammar errors. I would be looking over my essay, looking for the errors I made while wondering how I did not see it before. When someone else would read my essay they would almost instantly notice my grammar errors. Which made me feel like I really need to learn how to better see my own errors. When I thought about my essay I realized I never truly revised my essays, I just cleaned it up a little then turned it in.
Over 32 schools watching your every single movement. Over 200 people watching whether or not you make a mistake and 5 judges grading you on precision and even creativity in some aspects. I would experience this almost every month during competition, but not until my 10th grade year. Right before high school my friend Oscar had convinced me to join JROTC and since I was planning on joining the service I thought it would be a good idea. The class had many after school teams such as rifle team, drill, and raiders.
Interviewing Taylor Hughes was an interesting experience. We all asked the same questions from a list of questions given to us. During this interview Taylor and I learned a lot about each other. She responded to my basic interview questions with some interesting responses. Taylor and I met during a team building activity our freshman year at Yadkin Valley Regional Career Academy, during our first two weeks.