Walter Dean Myers dropped out of school at the age of 15, due to family problems. He loved school, and he loved literature. Being unconnected to the world of learning, and becoming tired of not being able to read, he decided to visit the public library. Until he could no longer bear the fact that he was not getting an education(his one and only dream), he silently cried in his bedroom every night. He needed help and seeked attention from others until one day, a “do-good” counselor called his house and got him put back into the school system.
School, being lonely, but mostly because of his parents.’” (47). Ali and Chris talked, and she understood his struggles in life and saw how worthless he felt due to the judgement of others. Christopher could no longer take it and vanished into thin air. Not one person heard from or saw Christopher Creed again. All the pressure and judgement built up and he hit his breaking point.
He didn 't like isolated it felt reading. That all changed when he entered school and he found it really hard to read by himself so an old nun made him stay after school and they both talked his problems about why he couldn 't read. Day by day he found the joy in reading and it 's really when you invest yourself. He now is a famous writer and has succeed very much in life all this due to school.
My family does not get excited about me getting bad grades.My mom has been trying to find me a tutor but has not been very successful in finding her task.I say to my parents that i am trying my best to find and get help from teachers and fellow students but I think to myself that i have been lying becasue i have not been trying my hardest. If i think about it i havent been trying at all. About a week ago my family and i had a conversation about bad grades.It sounded a little like this. Mom: “Jon you need to grades up before the end of the trimester,”. Jon: “i am trying, its just a little frustrating”.
As a child I never really enjoyed writing but reading was very enjoyable. Despite my current writing skills, I never really enjoyed the task. I’ve always loved to copy others penmanship and draw, but when it came to organizing my thoughts about a given topic I struggled to completely express myself. At a very young age I began to read while in daycare. I then began to annoy my family because while scrolling through the television guide I could identify my favorite shows and they could no longer tell me the show wasn’t on.
It was a diverse and strict school with many rules I had follow so I knew I had to make a big adjustment. It was challenging for me to come from a school with nothing but freedom and those I’m used to being around on a daily basis to an environment where they teach and students there learn and actually had an interest to want to. I tried to adjust their but I just couldn’t and found myself not attending school once again. I was disappointed in myself that I would easily lack when it comes to getting my education. Just when I thought about really giving up a close friend informed me about Job Corps and exactly what it is they do with young adults who are trying to obtain their diploma or to just advance their education.
Being trapped I can 't-do this I can 't-do anything This is stupid I’m stupid. Everything is stupid, I quit i witnessed this moment when I had to do English homework. I feel like I don’t want to do my homework but I have to do an assignment or even just the idea of homework, often even before the work comes out of my backpack. Kids have probably never liked homework, so that’s not new, but thanks to our fast-paced, immediate gratification culture, kids today think that learning and everything else that’s mildly challenging and not fun, shouldn’t be. The resilience and perseverance they show when playing video games or looking for the perfect outfit is unavailable to them when it comes to schoolwork.
It could mean the difference between having a low self of esteem and confidence and being able to manage anything the world might throw at them. During my eleven-and-a-half years in school, I have heard classmates and friends say that they dislike school and how some of the lessons taught is not going to help them life; they had an uncaring attitude. I always had a hard time understanding why they would say, why did not care, or want to take advantage of the education they are receiving. I do not want the students in my community to have the same mindset as my friends and classmates. Instead, my desire for them is to be grateful and thankful for their learning, to develop a mindset of appreciation for their
This makes me fear having a family, and my kids ever feeling alone. The biggest issue with being alone so often was that my speech was hindered, because I had no one to tell me how to pronounce words. I could read words perfectly fine in my head and knew what they meant, however, I could not pronounce them. Because of my speech issue I was held back in the first grade, and I had to attend speech therapy classes. I never graduated from the class, I simply changed schools because my mom met a man she wanted to move in with.
Consequently, I was extremely busy at home and therefore, often missed school. The days I did go I was exhausted from staying up with my mother and had difficulty staying awake or concentrating in class. My grades suffered horribly so over time the thought of even going to high school faded from my mind. In fact, if it weren 't for the special help of my math teacher I most likely would have failed 8th grade. When I came to Pennsylvania things completely turned around.