In my life, I have had a myriad of experiences, met a handful of influential characters, and overcame countless obstacles. Choosing one experience, character, or obstacle is a difficult task. However, one experience stands out above the rest: skipping a grade. In first grade, our school’s first real academic year, I began to stand out against the other students because my comprehension of the subjects was more advanced than everyone else’s. I had an advantage over the other students, I was-and still am-able to teach myself whatever I wanted to learn. By second grade, I was taking classes with the advanced third grade students. Not only was I taking classes with the third grade students, I was doing as good as the best students in the class. Towards the end of the first semester of second grade, the school decided that it would be better for me to skip a grade. After much conversation about the advantages and disadvantages of skipping a grade, my parents and I decided that I would skip a grade. I was …show more content…
excited as I have always thoroughly enjoyed a chance to learn more. For example, I had already began to teach myself multiplication and division with the help of my older brother, my mom, and my dad. At the beginning of the second semester, I began to split my days between being a second grader and a third grader. In the mornings I would go to second grade classes, and in the afternoon I would go to third grade classes. At the end of that January, I finally completed my move to the third grade. When I entered third grade math, they were doing multiplication.
In second grade we were just starting to learn subtraction of numbers with multiple digits. I had to teach myself multiplication in order to catch up to the other students. It helped that I had already started teaching myself multiplication through any resource that I could obtain. I excelled at all subjects. In fact, not only did I catch up to them, I soon surpassed their abilities in multiplication. Mathematics wasn’t the only subject that I was advanced in. The first subject that I was classified as gifted in was reading. This is when I learned that I had a powerful ability to learn on my own. Not only could I learn on my own, but I could learn very rapidly and almost effortlessly. Though I could learn on my own easily, it was still challenging catching up to the level that the third graders were at. I enjoyed the challenge though. I still enjoy any challenge I can accept
today. I gained a vast amount of knowledge through skipping a grade. The most important lesson that I learned is that one is capable of almost anything when one puts the time and effort into it. Another important lesson that I learned is the effort one puts into something is directly proportional to how good of an outcome one will receive. The final lesson that I learned is that one will, ultimately, only achieve their goals after persevering through strife and keeping one’s goal in mind when the going gets easy. All of the lessons that I learned correlate, but are broken down to show the more specific lessons that I learned. Skipping a grade has set the methods of learning for me up until today, and I expect it to continue to be the method of learning for me well into graduate school. In reflection, skipping a grade may be the most influential experience in my life.
During 8th grade, I got called out to the counselor’s office. Entering the counselor’s office, the counselor told me that I was in the honors class. The day I graduated Junior High with honors changed the next 4 years in High school. I promised myself and my mom that I would be graduating High school with honors. For the past 4 years, I have worked so hard to be in the honors program, again. I started to take advanced classes and then I started to take dual credit classes my junior year. If it wasn’t for being in the honors program my 8th grade year, I don’t think I would be as worried about my grades as I am now.
“Education is not the preparation for life; education is life itself.” - John Dewey. Every year, as we enter a new grade, new challenges approach us. Eighth grade is no exception., and will be very different from 7th grade. As I enter my eighth grade school year, I will be bombarded with a variety of new experiences and challenges such as buddies, academics, and being prepared for high school. One of the most important tasks that is thrust onto me is buddies.
In early September the students of Sherwood Middle School and parents were shocked. When it was announced by the the district that Sherwood Middle School would be getting a new vice principal. The school board announced that Sherwood Middle School’s vice principal for the last two years, Mr. Kevin McIntosh. Would be leaving and would be replaced by a young man named Marc Jolley.
During my early education, meaning elementary school and middle school, I was a very average student. I gave an average amount of effort to my grades, and I received above average results. This did not bother me, until the end of my 8th-grade year. At this point in the year, I was filling out what classes I desired to take the following year, my freshman year. I realized that from this point forward, I had to take my education much more serious, in order to get accepted to whichever college I desired. therefore, when planning my classes, I decided to challenge myself more than I ever have in the past, and take multiple honors courses. I assumed because of my grades, that I had what it took to be an honors-level student, but I was very wrong. One teacher, Mrs. Johnson, made me realize the kind of effort, time and energy needed to be devoted to my education.
My father had fallen ill and was in the hospital for 2 weeks. Coming from a Latino family, I knew it was serious. Men don't go to the doctor unless they really feel like they're on their death bed. And this was my father's turn. But, he is not to blame for my failures because every night that he would call me, his first two questions were always "How was your day?" followed by "Did you do all your homework mija?" As always I told him yes when I really hadn't even opened my backpack. 2.32. The number that signified my first real academic failure. I blamed everyone and anything except for the real culprit. Finally, I realized that this was true all my own fault. If my father had died, I would've had to see him on his death bed knowing I got a 2.32. Yes, I know a 2.32 isn't failing, but the look of disappointment I got from him shattered my world. He told me I shouldn't let things get in my way, school is all I have going for me in my life. He was right. Although he still struggled with his health, I made it my #1 goal to never fall below a 3.0 GPA. I realize that my life doesn't revolve around a number, but it pained me to disappoint my
I have learned in my 8th grade experience that working hard is key to passing classes. Not only do you have to work hard, but you have to work smart. You need to be able to complete your work on time and correctly. If you can do this in 8th grade, then you should have a blast.
On my first day of 6th grade, it was fun, but I was very nervous about the lockers and going to all of my classes by myself. On the other hand, 6th grade was very fun and was a good time with lots of my friends.
Grade retention, better known as “staying back”, “being held back” or “repeating”, has been the topic of much debate within the educational system. The controversy which surrounds this long-standing issue has been reinforced by such topics as the recent endorsement of academic standards. Research indicates that “the rate of retention has increased by approximately 40% in the last 20 years with as many as 15% of all American students held back each year and 30-50% held back at least once before ninth grade” (Dawson, 1998). These discouraging statistics pose copious problems within a school system. The difficulties can be appreciated at the organizational level, as well as inside the classroom and, most troubling, within the individual students. The consequences, both positive and negative, reverberate throughout the school system. Grades retention is an issue which requires a prodigious amount of examination and should be considered carefully and thoroughly.
Seventh grade through ninth grade was problematic because I was more interested in my friends than what book I was reading. I remember struggling with the fundamentals of writing. I would love to say I worked really hard and overcame my struggles at this time. Unfortunately, I was not interested, and felt I had better things to do. I genuinely have no idea how they let me pass these grade because I was not participating. If I had a student like this in my classroom I would try to find out about a topic they were interested
I didn’t want to be the girl of my group of friends to fail a course. I struggled tremendously in this process, I was taking six academic courses and doing extra credit work to fix my mistake. I was also working my first job at the movie theater which gave me no weekends off and I worked really late during the week from 5-11pm. I got a
My aunt always told me that if you do it right the first time you will never have to do or see an assignment or grade over again. But guess what I didn’t do, I didn’t listen to her and I ended up failing my freshman year and I had to do summer school. You shouldn’t ever slack off in school no matter what grade you’re in because it can decide your future.
After all of that you would think that I would act better but I just got worst. I would go to class and talk back to my teacher. I felt that if she didn’t care about my education then why I should care about other people education. I was spiraling down a path, where I thought there was no return. I even thought about dropping out of school because it was a waste of my time. I felt like that was time I could be finding a job making money instead of sitting on butt playing one my phone and not learning nothing that is going to better
Growing up, I never imagined to be a drop out. When I was young my dream was to finish school, college and everything. Something so little can easily change causing hopes and dreams to crumble, even if it was not your fault or decision in doing so. During my sixth grade year the housing owner, my grandfather, was getting old in age. He had one of the most common forms of dementia, Alzheimer. While going to school every day my mother was slowly getting fed up with having to take care of my grandfather and our two dogs, Susie and Lucy. One day she made the harsh decision while drinking her twelve ounce Red Dog, beer, to pull me out of school even if I was only in the sixth grade, even if I did have an older brother that could help. All of her
Last year I read an article that summed up the reality of missing class. I cannot remember the exact math, but it was something like the amount of money you pay to attend college is almost 50 dollars per class. Plus, going to class is a part of my job as a student. I should thank my parents for making me go to go to class everyday in high school, and punishing me if I skipped class. They made me realize the importance of going; I never fell behind and hardly ever had bad grades. The one class that I did miss this semester was due to my own irresponsibility, when I went to bed the night before I set my alarm for 8:30 pm not am. When my alarm did not go off in the morning I slept right through class. My attendance, in my opinion, should not affect my grade. Not only do I come to class everyday but I pay attention and involve myself in class
Every year people are flunking out of high school and college. But what causes a person to do that, they either miss too many days, couldn’t make the grades, or just didn’t want to go anymore. School sometimes just isn’t for some people, some people out there prefer just to work and earn there own money rather than spending a lot of school. There are some that can’t afford school so they are forced to drop out. That is just a few reasons, these examples will be told with some more detail.