Personal Narrative: My Best Day In High School

The best day in my life was when I got promoted from the fourth grade to the sixth grade, or so I thought. I had been held back in fourth grade which meant I did fourth grade twice. So of course I was elated when a new program started the next year that allowed me to skip the fifth grade and go right into my sixth grade year. I rejoined my class and reconnected with my friends. All was right with the work again. The problem with skipping the fourth grade was that although I was socially on target, I was academically behind. I remember being so excited when we got the letter that said I would be in the sixth grade instead of going to the fifth grade. I had reversed a wrong that had been done to me the year before when I sat in a classroom of

I had skipped the fifth grade and missed a whole year of instruction. No one helped me bridge that gap year of instruction; everyone assumed I would catch on in sixth grade and that I should be happy because I was back in my rightful grade. Unfortunately, what followed was a year of struggle to understand the material which repeated itself each year after year. Teachers understood that I was struggling, but they never really helped me and I was passed on until I got to high school when my grades showed that I had essentially no credits at the end of my sophomore year. It was clear to see that skipping a grade while exciting may have been the worst thing for me.

What I had thought was the best day in my life was probably the worst. Skipping from fourth grade to sixth grade has cursed me to struggle with my education because I missed that crucial year. From then on, I seemed to struggle with math and reading and I received little help in the form of tutoring. It has taken years to gain confidence in my academic abilities. I am still struggling academically, but know that I must create my own path for success rather than blame the mistakes of the