First Grade Research Paper

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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

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