Spring of 2014 I started my college career by enrolling at Highline College in Des Moines and take Highline’s placement testing. I scored significantly lower in math than what I had in high school, but I scored into college level English. I was highly discouraged with my math scores, I made excuses why I got those scores, blamed how long the test took, blamed how early it was but, after I calmed down and took the time to really look at the reason why I got the score that and realized It was because of my choice not to study beforehand. There understood that I wasn’t ready for college level math and where I placed was where I needed to start at if I wanted to start my college education with a solid foundation in mathematics. In Fall 2014 I began my first quarter as a Highline
This, however, turned out to be a horrible mistake. Monday was an exciting day for me as I had just placed third in the state the day before and was still floating on cloud nine. I walked into AP Chemistry and my day was single-handedly destroyed by my teacher announcing everyone would take the test that class period. The other HOSA competitor and I endeavored to remind
It all started one day while I was selling Girl Scout Cookies. I went to our new neighbor’s house, when I stepped inside, her 8th grade granddaughter, named Brittany, was struggling with her Algebra assignment. The grandmother had no clue how to help her, so I offered to explain it to her. That is when I found out that I had a knack for explaining mathematics in an easy to understand way. I started helping Brittany at school; at first it was a little bit here and there.
Document 7)( They had only forty minutes of lunch and had to drink water when they got the chance too. Document 7) Later a man wrote about the kids that were working for a long time everyday saying that the kids should not put up with these long hours and ages six to thirteen had to go to school to learn math and writing. This made the children very happy. However, it later change the ages six to eighteen had to go to school and learn math and reading. Less kids were dying and it had Economic growth.
After I am able to drive, I decided to go back to school to get a degree. I surprised they let me take ESL test when I came to school. I heard from my husband there just have placement test, and I thought English could not improve in a short period, so I decided focus study math. Without surprised, even I felt the ESL test not hard, but I still failed. I felt upset, blamed my husband, and complained school did not give me chance retest in a long time.
Everyone has had at least one enlightening class that they’ll never forget. A class that, unlike so many others, truly teaches you about life, or in my case, mortality. Mr. Vindetti was my English teacher in junior high: a worldly and highly perceptive individual who expected the absolute best from his students. Junior high school is a blur, so I barely remember what I was taught throughout the years, but I still recall numerous lessons from Mr. Vindetti clearly. One day, after my grueling math class and my absurdly uninteresting history class, it was finally time for the one class I genuinely enjoyed, Advanced English.
So that was kind of how the daily routine went for all of elementary. Every day after school we sat down together and worked on the school work that would always be giving me trouble whether it was a spelling test or some math homework. Most conversations went like “Your brother Erik can do it just fine, why can't you?” or “Everyone else in class understands this just fine, so that means you aren’t trying enough.” Eventually things started to click it started slowly at first like “Wow Isaac you did ok on this spelling bee.” my mother would say or “You did most of this homework by yourself?” I gradually became independent enough to do work on my own and only with occasional help from my mother or Erik my brother. Finally about the time I started middle school my mother's expectations didn’t go lower it was that I was able to meet them easier. So now when it seems like my mom doesn't expect much it’s because we share the same expectations for me to be responsible and successful and it's not something that needs a constant reminder or outside help, because they match my own
Everyone could go home after school while I would be stuck at an after-school program to help me with my reading. My sixth grade year I would not do my homework. I was self-conscious of getting answers wrong while others would get perfect scores. Also, during this time I was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism which affected my concentration and learning. In junior high, I found a way of studying that works well for me like, watching videos about the subject and making flash cards.
Surely getting international level education which provides you with a foreign certificate has an extortionate price, but my family enrolled me in an international school starting first grade. I cannot recall how exactly I learned to read in my early stages of education, but I remember that I hated it. I’ve always disliked reading, I thought it was very boring. My school mainly focused on teaching students to be proficient in English and barely met the government requirements of our first language, Arabic. One of the things I remember in my first few years of school is going to the library at the end of each week to pick up a book to be read by the help of our parents during the weekend.
I did poorly in this assignment because I never had enough to get a full 100%. The first time I had a dead line it was a 50% the next time I got a little more but still it was a 55%. The third dead line (The one that I am talking about today) I got a 78.57% witch was a big jump in my grade and felt proud because I was getting better. If I had to do this assignment again, I would probably be more smart about it and start sooner. With the home learning I do in the other classes it got buried in that mess.
Some of the coping done by both Elie and Junior are not as effective, as in they leave the scene with the same exact amount of pain then when they entered. Junior has had this happen many times, but the one to focus on probably the funniest. Early middle of True Diary is where this takes place, Junior is starting up school again and starts it off with an algebra class with Mr. P, “Agnes Adams is my mother. MY MOTHER! … Yep, so that means I was staring at a geometry book that was at least thirty years older than I was.
I was sitting at my desk with a pencil in my hand and ready for anything this pop quiz has to throw my way. As my teacher Mrs.Brown began to pass the pop quiz papers around I couldn 't help but be electrified because I knew I would pass this pop quiz. I open the book to the first page I felt a rush of nervousness take over my body. I was baffled by the questions presented in the book. I thought to myself "this is not what I studied last night".
I still need some practice, but I love how simple it makes figuring out an answer. The most difficult concept for me is sketching an ellipse. I think it is just overwhelming because there are so many ways to make a mistake and it is something that is new to me. I see math, specifically algebra in many ways now. Mostly, at the grocery store.
From there she worked as a computer literacy teacher for 8th graders . But then they started to overload her with work being a high school algebra teacher,and 8th grade math teacher . Evelyn couldn 't no longer handle all 3 jobs and came to a conclusion to quit . The last thing she did before before retirement with her husband was major in computer science . It was something she never learned before and wanted to give a open mind to new things .
I started my editing and publishing classes. Halfway through the semester, I was sitting through Pentateuch class when I had an epiphany: I loved my minor more than my major. I got excited about Advanced Grammar and Technical Editing, but I dreaded having to take Hermeneutics and Minor Prophets. So I pulled up the academic catalog on my laptop (yes, during class; at least it wasn’t PinterestFacebook). I found PWID because all the editing and publishing classes were inside the