If I am going to be completely honest, I have not experienced much failure in my life. I'm not going to say I have not experienced any failure in my lifetime, just not much. Elementary school and middle school were a breeze with straight A’s all the way through. Promoted from middle school with the confidence that I was going to rock high school, and for the most part, I did. Freshman year was what I had expected it to be. It was definitely a step up from middle school, but a little more effort and studying made it quite the smooth ride. I ended the year with all A’s, and one B in the first semester of honors biology. Then sophomore years came around. Once again, nothing I wasn't expecting and I passed with flying colors. Now junior year rolls around and I'm …show more content…
I knew that I had the skills, the knowledge, and the capability to take these classes head on. The first weeks were definitely the most rigorous weeks I had ever experienced in school up to that point. While, it was hard I had all A’s in the grade book and I was feeling good. Then the first physics test came, and I was nervous to say the least, I had studied for days upon days before the test and lost sleep numerous times worrying about the test and the worst case scenario. The test day eventually came and I completed it to the best of my ability and felt okay about my performance. The next day we grade the test and get them handed back. I looked at my paper and my stomach sank, the letter F had been written on my test. This was the worst case possible and I was devastated. Never had I ever gotten anything below a C, my immediate thought was to drop the class. I wanted to drop to regular physics and forget that this had ever happened, but I did not. I kept the class in my schedule and made a promise to myself I would end the year with a B minimum in that class. This is where I learned the importance of
My biggest accomplishment throughout high school so far has been learning how to fail. Not necessarily falling flat on my face in a viral video, but instead just barely coming up short and not being able to reach a goal, despite my best efforts. Although I was unaware of it at the time, failing my driver’s test on my first attempt would become a life altering incident.
As we always believe that everything is easy and nothing is impossible for us, until, we realize that we are doomed. In fact, this is a big problem among students, since, many end up failing their courses for this cause. Honestly, I don’t know what I was thinking at the time I chose this and my other mini-term class, all I can say is that this was a very hard six-week journey for me. Although, the professors made it very clear on what to expect, I like many others, accepted the challenge without thinking about the consequences this could bring. Don’t panic, it was not as bad as it seems either, because I had the chance to learn a lot of new things that will definitely help me forge my future. I don’t regret taking this class at all, despite all the setbacks, I had the pleasure of meeting a wonderful professor who patiently made our journey more bearable, and my classmates that somehow always contribute to my
When I think about my past experiences of when I failed many scenarios come to mind. Us as humans beings are bound to fail at one point in life but its how you learn from them that makes it a fundamental. I came to a realization that all my past failures have played a huge role in my life, all of which have been either a lesson or an eye opener. The most vital scenario is when I failed to make the grade point average (GPA) required by my school to run track my first year entering high school. This event played a major role in my high school life.
Today, people are categorized as either smart or in need of extra help. I was one of the people who were categorized as somebody who needed "extra help" in the third grade. In the third grade, I had a challenge with reading and writing but at the same time I was seen as the best student in the class. When I was in the third grade my sister was in the fourth grade and she was the opposite of me. My older sister has always been the best at math, reading, and writing, my parents always said, "I should learn from her." Believe it or not, it affected me in many ways, I felt as if I was a failure to the family every time I brought home a test that I did terribly in. My sister is the first to drive, work at the age of 16, and the first to
Exam number one. The test to start off the semester. Bombed it. What seemed to be so easy, all of a sudden, got extremely difficult. I went blank. Scientifically speaking, I had test anxiety. Next thing I know, I’m sitting with a F in the class. A pretty low F at that. But how? All of this “low grade clerical work” was such a breeze. It was like I forgot everything I did for the past two weeks. So of course I panic. I can’t go into college next fall with an unacceptable grade like that on my transcript! I make it a point to study hard for the next
So that idea had totally gone out the window. I was stuck in a hole and nobody could pull me out. Maybe it was a good idea he wasn’t going to let me get switched because my mom didn’t approve neither did my friends. But Tuesday made its way towards me and I got more anxious as the hours increased. I had math in fourth period and it was already the middle of third. I was going to fake sick but I was going to have to make it up anyway, so I chucked it up and decided there was no way I wouldn’t have to take this test. I went into Mr. Anderson’s class got my test and began working. It was just as complex as I thought it would be. It took me the whole class period to complete it. I knew my grade already a big fat F is what was. Wednesday came, and so did fourth period. I knew my grade would drop and I had failed that test. He began passing out the test to review our grades. I got mines last he turned it face down and waited for me to turn it over. I didn’t want to look, so he flipped it over for me. A+, I had an A+ on that test. “Stop worrying so much lil’ girl!” he said. I couldn’t believe it. I did
Failure is a necessary and fundamental part of life. Most people fail at some point in their lives, and they have to generally fail at something before they can ultimately reach success, even though failure can be defined as a lack of success. A lot of times, a person fails because they failed to adequately prepare for success. As a sophomore in high school, one of the required courses in the high school that I attended was American Literature/Writing. That year, I did not have myself signed up for any of the AP classes offered, which means that I did not have any background with what an AP class truly feels like, but all I knew was that the year of 2015-2016 was a success for me.
When I was a freshmen in high school I had to take physics. I didn’t really take this class serious. I wasn’t doing my homework and kept getting distracted by other things in the class room so I ended up failing the class. When I spoke to my guidance counselor about it she told me I didn’t have to repeat the class. By the time I became a senior in high school they told me I needed the class to graduate. I felt a little embarrassed because I had to retake the class with freshmen. I was able to pass the class this time because I was more focus and I needed it to graduate.
I added instead of multiplying. I got a grade of 74 in math, so I missed my shot at becoming one of the Top Ten. I finished 14th in my class. At first, failure was none of my business: I did not really care how high or low my grades were. But when I suddenly experienced what failure was like, I did not like it one bit.
The first half of that class was difficult but I knew failure wasn't an option. I was happy with my grade but then I experienced failure for my first time in highschool and it made me realize how close-minded I was. Failure isn't everything, if anything it's a good way to see what steps to avoid.
Since a young age it was embedded within me that failing could never be a option. I remember when I was in the 12th grade and I had received my first D on a test. I was literally devastated and at a lost for words. I swore my chances to get into a good school was shot and the school year didn’t even end yet.
At times when I know I have homework or have a section to read, but I would often procrastinate and wait till the last minute to complete the task. With doing this last minute work strategy I don’t get a full understanding of the concepts and I don’t put a 100% effort in what I’m doing because I waited to the last minute. Then this leaves me to rush against time and doing the bare minimum to get it done. It’s about how much time and effort you put into this course, I can say I did just enough to pass by. If I had used my time more wisely and took full advantage of your class I would have made no lower than a letter grade of a B. The course and material its self isn’t hard at all and with your teaching method it makes the material easier
Failure happens when something isn't successful. Failure is a thing that all people can learn from. Failures can be used as lessons so that the failure will not be repeated again. One of my greatest failures in life that I've experienced and learned from would be from the time of my first grade year. I didn’t take school seriously when I was in the first grade and made terrible grades. After this failure, it made change the outlook on school and I started trying. I learned that I need to take school serious or else I will do bad in school. This failure lead to success in school and I started making good grades which will help later on in life.
This year has changed me a lot. Coming to college, leaving my parents, and leaving Trinidad has been very different for me. My life has changed a lot and I have changed a lot, but thankfully in mostly good ways. This class has been one of my most knowledge ones. Although this class has defiantly not been one of my highest grades, I feel like its one of the classes I have learned a lot in. I have bitter sweet feelings about that, because in some of my classes I ended with and A or B, while this one it felt like a struggle the entire semester to keep my grade up, however, I fell like I have learned more information that will stick with me from this class than from others.
I was taking chemistry, calculus, and biology. I had a few more but I don’t really remember. But the thing is it was very different from high school. In High school you would just study what you had to study and you would easily get the A and when I started college that was what I was doing. And then I realized, “wait a second that’s not the right thing you’re suppose to study at least two weeks ahead before the exam sometimes one week before the exam won’t be enough”. I had to change my study skills because in high school you think you’re really good at something and then you go to college and you’re like “What just happened to me, I was really good what’s happening?” So I realized that your job is now to be a student, night and day you have to be