Throughout my early highschool years I struggled with math, many of my teachers didn’t stay the same, I changed who I called my friends, and I changed how I spend my free time during the winter. High School is tough. It’s nothing like middle school. During my Freshman year of highschool I had to take Algebra I. Algebra one started out as a review of stuff I learned in Junior High. Eventually though the year I couldn’t keep up with the work and I no longer understood what was being taught to me.
I thought that grades were easy to start by then as the weeks went on the grades started to get harder. Lunch was a little different for me because it was earlier then my lunch last year. Classes are the same except my math and language arts teacher other wise I knew what the teacher would expect from me. Once first quarter was over I had relied that it was my last first quarter at RMS. I asked my mom if she had realized that it was my last first quarter at RMS and she had not realized it either.
The year of the test, we had to take our normal Math and English class while an addition HASP prep Math and English so half of my classes where bases around this one test. Not only did it put stress on student it also pressure the teacher because if any student was to fail it would put the teacher in the line of question why the student wasn’t able to pass. Now think about standardized testing in a work environment. Picture it you come in to work every day on time do all the project your manger assign you. You’re the ideal employee and after three year they make you take a one test and you don’t pass the test by a few point.
I went to school to study English for one year and prepare for the test. After one year I was ready to take the test. It was not like what I imagined, the test was harder than I thought, and I realize that my knowledge was not ready for the college. I was so disappointed, and I want to give up. After the test, I know that I have to try harder if I want to go to college.
I didn’t understand why it was so important to go to college and why I couldn’t just chill for a while but apparently that was a big mistake. So, I did it, I graduated high school and went straight to college at Centralia College. I was taking classes I didn’t really care for and just getting by. The last quarter I was enrolled I failed two classes and decided it was stupid for me to be wasting money and time on classes that weren’t helping me reach a goal. So, I dropped out and went to
I mostly had Ds and Fs throughout the. I didn’t take my homework seriously thus forcing me to attend homework help for the rest of year for honors geometry. I had a 2.9 grade point average all causing my high school years to become difficult. My goal is to get a gold sticker on my diploma due to my freshmen failures, I’m struggling to reach my goal. The gold sticker on my diploma means I went above and beyond the regular student.
The man I have to thank goes by the name of Mr. Reid. The first two months I didn’t say one word in his class. One day he asked me to stay after class so we can talk. At first I was panicked thinking I was going to get in trouble. We sat down and the first question he asked me was why I didn’t speak in class?
My second rewarding school experience was in high school senior year. I chose my senior experience because I had to fix what I had done my earlier years of high school. I had to retake some classes and sacrifice my time and my teacher 's were willing to do the same to get me to pass. My teacher 's noticed my main struggles were in math and English and we made a plan of success to help me get on the path to graduate. This year is important because of two reasons reason one was it was my senior year and the second reason was that my school was closing down and there wasn 't going to be any summer courses to take to make up the classes.
When we were on the way home I told my mom that I wanted to check in school because I had lost now almost two full days of school. When I walked in the school all these people were watching me. I think it was because I probably looked like I was hit with a bolder in the stomach. But in the end I had missed three straight days of six grade with a lot of homework and feeling horrible. My mom stayed home with me and my grandma, while I mostly slept most of the
The Importance of writing:Writing is in everyday life My past with writing has been jarring due to the fact that I could not read in first grade and was drastically behind. Since I could not read I had a hard time writing. I was put into after school programs and I was always on phonyx at home. Something just was not clicking. Finally, I got the hang of reading and writing but I could not understand what I was reading or writing.
When I turned into a freshman, I decided to transfer to a deaf school for my high school years and graduated there. By then, my struggles with my writing and reading were improving by working hard. IN my freshman, there was an English teacher, Mrs. Copeland-Samaripa, a strict teacher I ever had seen and I failed this class once because of lack of my doing in homework and tests. I didn’t want to repeat the grade so I decided to work hard by studying notes for test and turned homework in on time. For next two years, I really didn’t learn lot about writing because of different teachers weren’t taught me very well then in my senior year, a bearded man, Mr. Dirk, came in my life.
Dr Upadhya, This is Sarah Moncey from BIO 111 480, I believe my student number is 18. I am writing you because I missed class due to a stomach bug that I dealt with over the weekend. I have been able to study from bed. I realized I missed the quiz for the lab as well, which is very disappointing but sometimes things happen. I have a few questions for you.
Every morning I have to spend an hour in order to send my baby to the babysitter and another an hour before I get on campus. As I spending two hours in the morning to get on campus and two hours to get home was through for me. Sometimes, I am late to class, missed examinations or missed the beginning of every topic with the early morning classes. This made me feel tensed and uncomfortable in those classes. Some professors, it was okay with them, but others it was a tag of war.
Even if these students entered these classes they had a probability that they wouldn’t have a teacher for that course. “Out of the 180 teacher-slots, typically 25 or so cannot be filled and have to be assigned to substitutes” and that is for the spots the school cannot fill, furthermore some teachers didn’t even show up for class at all they the students would have at least a sub everyday. After attending a teacher meeting Jonathan noticed that the students didn’t pick the classes they wanted to take they just put in classes until they filled up and than move on to a different class. The library was closed for almost a quarter of the year every year because of testing or other stuff that being said the students
One of the grades appears to be turned in late. I asked Raul about it and he is telling me that he turned in on time? I know that AP biology is a hard class and if my son doesn 't do his part there is nothing that you can do to help him. So far, this is Raul 's worst grade ever, not only for this quarter but for his entire student life. I apologize for not contacted you before.