When I started first grade My parents told me, “son when you step into that classroom I will promise you from now and forever that you will have the best school years with the best grades. When you come back home we will be so proud of you.” Part of me actually doubted myself that I would be those top star students that the teacher loved. During my elementary grades first through fifth back when I doubted myself with good grades that came true. I was never good at the English Language Arts though I was decent at math. Most of my tests and quizzes ended up with a B or lower. I never turned out to be the student model my parents wanted. After first grade ended I started second grade which turned out to be my worst year! I thought I was just …show more content…
that would be impossible for me to do! Have you ever seen my past grades!” “Just work as hard as you can. Where is that positivity in you?” I told my dad pouting “okay.” I literally thought my parents gave me this challenge so that I would fail and they would not have to spend their money, but I at least tried. On the first day of school, my teachers told me about how the year was going to run and their expectations of us. They told me the grading scale, and then from hearing it I told myself that I can do this. Something in me wanted those A’s not because of the phone, but to make myself and my parents proud. During the whole year I payed attention to my teaches, listened carefully, and tried my best on every assignment given to me. I might have brought my grade down but it would always go back up. The first quarter report card had all A’s and my parents were proud of me. My dad said this to me when he got home looking at my grades, “see son you can do this! Don’t stop now!” When I heard that I did not want to stop. I kept doing well in school and still kept my grades at an A. My first semester report card and 3 quarter report card came and that had all A’s. The end of the year came and I still have all A’s at the last week of school. I was given one more exam to do, and I did not do as well. That put one of my grades at ninety one percent, so close to a B. I was lucky and I was excited to gratefully have all A’s in every report card. When I came home my
Since my first report card, I have always taken pride in having high grades. It was not until freshman year in high school that I started to receive undesirable grades by my standards. While most students would not mind having my report card, those few letters had deteriorated my emotional state because I felt as if I was no longer part of the intellectuals.
It was time for grades to be do in all the classes. So, in every class I went to I did work I needed to do, except when there was a movie in that room. I tried to keep my focus on the work but I get distracted really easy. I usually turned in my work and I only had work to do in one class. I was missing four assignments in that class that was do, so when I got to that class we had option to go to a different class. Well, they were all playing movies except for one I didn't need to go to. One class had a movie I really wanted to finish and then the other rooms had movies that were good, except for the one I needed to go in. It had a movie that was about the book we were reading which I didn't really care for. It was the only class I needed to finish work in. I went to that class and the movie started. Once the movie started I knew I wasn't going to finish the assignments. I worked as hard as I could and tried not to get distracted. The closer it got to the end of class the better I felt about it and the more I believe in myself. By the end of the class I had gotten all my assignments done and I couldn't do it without my parents because they always push my to do my best and reward me if I do. And that was a time when I had to believe in
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
Do your best to be successful. Even if you don't get all A's or don't have those excellent grades you used to have, it's okay. Make sure you're putting in as much effort as you can and feeling good about yourself. If you want to do better, look into tutors, talking to your teachers, or look at Youtube videos about that topic. 11.
I concluded my 8th grade year with 9 a's and 5 b's, contrarily my 9th grade report card included 5 f's and 3 d's. "Your mistakes do not define who you are, you are your possibilities." - Oprah Winfrey. This quote reflects my high school journey because though I've made innumerable mistakes throughout high school thus far, and continue to make mistakes by not prioritizing my education, I refuse to give up and I will not let my mistakes make me.
In middle school I have participated in as many school activities as I possibly could. First of all, in 6th and 7th grade I was part of Student Council. In Student Council we worked on projects to improve the school, participated in community service, and fundraised to help others. One project I took a big role in was the Olympia recycles project. Secondly, I have been part of the National Junior Honor Society (NJHS) for 2 years now. Members of the National Junior Honor Society were chosen based on their outstanding performance in the areas of scholarship, service, leadership, and character. In NJHS we organize a lot of fun events that will interest others and we do
Social mobility involves moving from one socioeconomic class to another, higher class, over the course of an individual’s life. For instance, in some families, parents may not have had the opportunity to attend university due to financial constraints or other obligations, such as work. However, their children may later pursue higher education, leading to improved opportunities and potentially higher earnings. As Jessy Singh explained, it is like the younger generation “one-upping” their parents. To relate social mobility to me, my parents attended university in Poland.
My sophomore year, now looking back on it, was a complete failure in my opinion. My grades did not reflect what kind of student that I think I really am. I don't remember quite frankly why I struggled so much that year. All I can think of is that I just didn't really care about my school work that much. I thought that if I just do enough to get by I could make it through high school.
My grades were average, but I scored high enough to please my parents. I lived in a wonderland of games, toys and friends until a certain examination came my way. It was my first real math exam that changed everything. My father, recently returned from New York City, did all he possibly could to train me in the ways of addition and multiplication, but to no avail. I failed that exam.
My journey through Mathematics has definitely been a Shakespearean tragedy, but this year I am hoping to turn that tragedy around. Most of my previous Math experience resulted in a low B average. Excitement for the challenges of high-school and preparation for college have me motivated to do well. My personal goal for this class is to have an A average every nine weeks. That will be challenging for me, but I know with your teaching and my hard work and dedication it is possible.
I was bettering myself, their words couldn't discourage me. Report card after report card I saw a rapid increase in my grades and my self image. Finally in my life my hard work was paying off and I was finding my calling. At the end of junior year I was exhausted but I learned my potentials, limits, and
With this new mindset I was able to go through finals week, and do all the tests to the best of my ability. I passed all my finals for that year, and my mom was very proud of me. I have to thank my passing to my mom’s
This school year I have listed a set of goals. A goal is something we want enough that we make an effort to reach it. This year my goals will help me grow little by little. My first goal is to finish homework. My second goal is to come to school early every day. Last but not least one of my personal goals is to turn of my electronics at home and read at least for 2 hours.
School affects the rest of your life, which is why I tried to do better, kinda. I did okay in the beginning, but as time went on, my effort dwindled. About halfway through this semester, my work stopped and my grades dropped, But, considering that last year I failed basically every class, I definitely did better with only two Fs this year. I could have done far worse and destroyed my future even more, but I only partly destroyed it this year. I know that’s not great
I still ended up with a B in the class, but achieved almost a perfect score on my end-of-instruction exam at the end of the