My life has changed all because of one person, the best person in the world. It all started at Conley Elementary school, but we first need to go to 7th grade at Marlowe Middle School. Once starting 7th grade, I would never care about my grades and dreaded going to school itself. All I cared about was sports and video games. I even used to look forward to being sick, unlike most people. I could just sit around, play video games, watch TV, and be slothful for a change. But that all changed thanks to my friend, Kavin. He helped realize that school is important and that grades matter. He made me realize that by doing excellent in middle school, I would get into higher classes in high school, which leads to going to a great college, which leads …show more content…
I did not even want to know what I got, but I knew we would get the quiz handed back later that day anyway. So I checked, and man was it bad. I had gotten a F. I straight up got 50%. That was the first ever F on an assignment, much less a test. It brought my grade down all the way to a D. I wanted to give up at that very moment. I wanted to crawl under my desk, sit there, grow old, and die. I figured that the rest of the year would be just like this. I knew that the year was going to keep heading down the drain. My hopes were shattered and I never thought they could be repaired. But luckily I had one of the most magnificent friends in the world to repair those broken pieces of glass I call my confidence. That friend was Kavin Suhirtharen. I continued to sit in my chair like a mindless zombie when Kavin started to nudge me. Kavin was my best friend in the entire world. He even replaced my beloved childhood friends and claimed the title. He was a short but extremely smart kid, a lot smarter than me. We have been best friends since 6th grade, and we sat right next to each other. We always did when the teacher gives us the almighty power to pick our own seats. Kavin started to whisper, but I did not catch a word he was saying. I was still recovering from the bullet wound that had shattered my …show more content…
He explained everything. Sometimes I had just made simple mistakes and other times I just did not understand anything. But he got me through it. He explained everything to me and even taught me simple mind tricks to help me remember term and formulas. We did all of our homework together, most of it was Kavin doing all the work and then me copying it down, but we did it together. When the next test had arrived, I got my full confidence back. I walked into the classroom and sat at my desk waiting for the beast of a test to come so I could conquer it. Ms. Coulman gave me the test and I started at it. I took a deep breath, what actually seemed like the biggest breath I had ever taken. I answered all the questions and was excited when I finally turned in the test. All I needed to do was wait for the grades to be entered. He seemed like it took forever to grade the test. She had finally put the test in the gradebook and I was scared. But I powered through the edge to not check my grade. I logged in a scrolled down to the bottom. My grade had raised to a B. I got an A+ on the test. I could not believe it. I knew I did well, but I never would have thought I got an A+. I turned to Kavin and thanked him with all my heart. Turns out I even got a better grade than he did. Who would have guessed? Not me for
When I was entering into High School, I tried to join as many clubs as I can, since I wanted not only to be superior in grades, but also extracurricular activities. So as usual, I joined Key Club. At first volunteering at the events was fun, but as I went to more events, it felt as if it was a chore. I did not feel any passion; it was rather tiresome.
The only reason that I missed my lab quiz was because I own a company named Loan Modification Relief Center. What we specialize in is saving clients from loosing their homes to foreclosure, sale dates and help put them in a better situation. On the day of the 2nd lab quiz, I had 3 clients that were about to loose their homes and I don’t pass that job on to anyone else simply because I have that old school mentality that if I don’t do it myself it wont get done right. Since my name is on the line with it being my company I am not willing to tarnish my name so I had to be there to make sure it happen correctly. I’m pleased to say that the time I missed away from school was not wasted on a lazy day or a personal day or just a day off. I was able to postpone the sale dates for all three clients homes. In all honesty I have straight For future reference I assure you that I will not be missing anymore classes, I have done my best to implement an alternative solutions to prevent this situation form occurring again in the future. A’s and I take my schooling very seri...
Throughout my four years in high school I have been fortunate enough to fulfill many of my aspirations and my thirst for knowledge. One goal that I would like to achieve is to become an international attorney. I have aligned my involvement in specific academic and extra-curricular activities to aid me preparing for the long road between my present situation and the day I pass the bar exam. Through my high school activities I have learned three virtues that I have deemed necessary to achieve my goal, passion, self-discipline, and perseverance.
A week before the test our teacher gave us a heads up on when the test was going to be. In my mind, I thought the test would be a multiple choice test and that the questions would be similar to the ones went in class. So, as the weekend approached, believing I had the test covered, I went on with being reckless on the weekend. However, it turns out that what I thought was the time of my life ended up biting me in the rear end.
The words of my mentor echoed inside my head ever since that day and completely changed my outlook on school. In the next weeks to the end of the school year that followed I applied and transformed those words into a state of pure focus.As a result passed all of my remaining classes,I blew through those assignments like a jet soaring across the open
Before I enrolled into SAC, I was a non-fan of sports, nervous, young man, who heard about SAC from a friend in Upper School and has tons of hopes for Grade 9. Something was hold me back to go to SAC. , although that "something” terminated after I knew that everyone were Andrean Brothers and that's why I'm currently aiming to perfect the role of a well-rounded citizen. As they say, “Friends are the most ingredient in the recipe of life”. Friends, like Daniel Zhao, who told me about this school changed my whole life. Once I stepped on Andrean soil, I knew that I was part of something special. In addition, I never had "fun" in sports events because I thought I might get hurt. Yet when I joined SAC sports teams, I was afraid
My pre-calculus teacher walks forward with a large stack of papers and hands me an overturned test - normally a sign of bad results. I flip the packet over and I’m devastated by what I see. On this single math exam, I receive the worst grade I’ve ever had in a class - a 56. At first, I think that everybody failed, and that maybe there’d be a curve. But as my partner receives his test back, I quickly realize I’m wrong.
The next challenge that he told us about was the No Yelling Challenge, I knew it would be hard. But I was committed to doing it and I want to complete it with no hesitations. It was difficult, like when me and my sister got into arguments, it was hard not to yell. I tried so hard to complete the challenge and I did, I was super proud.
to read this. Middle school isnt bad, its good so enjoy every minute of it. If I could go back and change anything, there would be a lot of things I would
This deep dive into self-knowledge occurred when I received my first progress report for second semester Ninth Grade Algebra. To say that I was put into a space of shock and awe is an understatement; I was outraged. I was completing all my assignments and turning in homework, but my poor test grades were obliterating my grade.
As I walked into the testing room, I felt like my world is going to come crashing and I would be rejected from every college that I apply to. I was so stressed and nervous about the test. I studied a lot for the test, but I didn’t know if I will do well. Hopelessly, I walked and gave my ID and ticket to the proctor. Next, I walked and was forced to sit in a lonely desk in the corner, where my future was going to get demolished under this intricate test that I am about to intake. Just then, the proctor started to hand out the test booklets. My named was called out first and I slowly and dismally walked towards the proctor, knowing that this test might be the worst test of
I observed the emotions in their faces, some were rightfully nervous, others had blank stares as if they had taken the test a million times before. Finally they call my ticket to begin to test. I greet the lady at the desk and hand her all the necessary documents. As I am meeting the test proctor, my heart begins racing, and I begin sweating a little bit. I keep calm as to not give away my anxiousness to the test administrator.
When I receive the result I was being place into an ELL class. At that moment I do not have any specific reaction towards it. However, that all changes at the very first day of school. The ELL class were teaching ABC and spelling like “cat”; I thought I was placed in the wrong class. When I got home I told my mom about what happened.
Let’s flash back in time to before our college days. Back to then we had lunch trays filled with rubbery chicken nuggets, stale pizza, and bags of chocolate milk. A backpack stacked with Lisa Frank note books, flexi rulers, and color changing pencils. The times where we thought we wouldn’t make it out alive, but we did. Through all the trials and tribulations school helped build who I am today and shaped my future. From basic functions all the way to life-long lessons that helped shape my character.
I felt a shock go through my body as I numbed up. “Wh wha what did she want?” My math teacher Mrs. Armstrong was worried about me and the fact that I do all the work in class and homework and when it comes time to take a test I fail. My teacher was willing to let me retake my test.