In May of 2017, I got my first job at Whole Foods. I worked throughout the whole summer of 2017, and am still currently employed there. Since I got the job right before summer started, I had only worked there during the summer. School was coming up, so I had to prepare to take on the task of working 28 hours a week, while going to high school, and consistently going to the gym 4 days a week. I had never had to manage my time like this before, so it was very challenging and exhausting the first month. My goal was not only to be able to do these tasks, but to do them well and be successful at doing them. I was worried that working as much as I do, I wasn’t going to be able to maintain getting good grades. The first month of working while going
to school was very challenging and difficult. I found that I was a lot more tired, and drained. It was difficult to stay up and study for tests after working that night. A few weeks passed, and I was getting into the routine of my new schedule, and was no longer always tired. 8 months later, I can say that my grades, and overall self have improved because of the busy schedule.
Since beginning Penn Foster, it has been a challenge to balance out all my reasonability’s as an adult. From working 40 hours a week at my local Walmart, to volunteering a few hours of each day at my local SPCA. My life is full of chaos. I rarely get any “me” time and when I do I am trying to finish up my assignments. Working at Walmart is not really stressful, granted we are a very high volume store but all I really do is stock shelves, and assist customers when needed. The stressful part becomes before I actually make any money. My Walmart schedule is 1 pm till 10 pm. So bright and early, 8 am I am up on my way to the
Growing up all my friends had perfect jobs for teenagers. As a teenager, I spent a lot of time applying for jobs and searching for places to work because money didn’t come easy and I wanted to be in control of my own money. But I could never score a job. I applied to at least 100 jobs at least twice and I still couldn’t get an opportunity.
This fall I am retaking Chemistry and I aiming for an A. I do not think grades can fully represent one's work ethic, grit and perseverance. Personally, I have struggled with the fact that I was in special education until middle school. I was behind academically because for the first few years in my life I was almost fully deaf and struggled to learn as quickly as others. Although I was in no longer in special education classes by high school, it was already ingrained in my mind that, academically, I was not intelligent enough to fulfill my dreams of having a job that involves food and nutrition. Even with those thoughts, I still pushed myself to apply to Johnson & Wales to prove myself wrong. Thankfully, I did prove myself wrong. I just goes to show even with those negative, I came from being someone that saw no potential in myself with no proof that I was smart into someone who works hard everyday. Grades don't show that someone is in-tune with their weakness and strengths and that their emotionally intelligent enough to work on them. For example, a weakness that I have struggled with is being not being
In high school, I have enrolled in AP, Pre-AP, and Dual Credit classes to prepare for the exceptionally challenging classes that lie ahead, especially in the subject of science. Taking Pre-AP/AP and dual credit classes has enabled me to persevere and has further improved my work ethic. When I was a junior, I had a lot on my plate. I was on a very demanding dance team, in National Honor Society, Service Cord, and had academics to worry about. I struggled for a long time with the course load, and contemplated on dropping some classes, but I didn’t. I began working harder than ever before, after practice ended at about 5:30pm, I would go to George Memorial Library every day to do homework until the library closed at 9:00pm. Then I would go home and continue doing my homework until it was complete. That year I learned how dedicated I was to my academics. The same drive that I had that year will be the same drive that will get me thorough
I am completely embarrassed about that. I know I should have forced myself, no matter how tired I was, to finish everything. And not just do it to get it done, which I also did a lot, but to do things and give it my best effort and spend as much time as possible fixing mistakes and making it as best as I can. Something in these past years that has tripped me up the most is forming and withholding a connection with most of my teachers. At times I am not the best at making “friends” with my teachers even though I know that is a very important aspect of my school
So far this year, I felt pretty satisfied with my progress this semester. I feel like I am slowly adapting to the new way papers and assignments are handled. All my college work depends solely on me now. No one is going to baby me anymore and whether I succeed or fail depends on how much effort I put into something. For the first time in my life I wrote a paper. Not just a five paragraph essay but actual pages, which is extremely challenging. It’s also been my first time studying for five hours straight so I can pass an actual test. I didn’t know I possessed this level of dedication, it’s probably because it isn’t free.
This summer I thought it was a good idea to retake two classes from my fall semester in attempt to raise my GPA. I also started working at a new job. The combination of worrying about my health and stresses from working all the time made me unfocused. I wasn't able to balance work and school as best as I thought I could especially because I decided to take a break from my ADD medication. (I can provide
I always strive to complete my homework and assignments to the best of my ability and turn them in on time if not early. My performance in school is extremely important to me therefore I study materials outside what is given to me in class and do independent research for homework and assignment. My work ethic is very strong and I work very hard to maintain it.
“She won’t listen to me at all!” Mercy paced around in the girls’ bathroom. “I told her to stay away from them, they’re bad. What does she do? Eats out with them.”
My life is like a novel, not one of that with a twist and turn at every corner, however a more unflustered yet compelling story. Since the beginning of my student career the one quality that has been persistent with me would have to be my fearless work ethic. While many friends of mine in my childhood would be reading Marvel Comics I would be the lone one reading on Pythagorean’s Theorem or the anatomy of dinosaurs. School has not been the easiest of tasks, and not taking any on level classes during my highschool tenure doesn't help. While many of my friends today go out shopping or catching movie on a Friday night, I would stay home and get ahead on projects or reports due the next week. Although doing homework on a Friday night is not
When the restaurant just began operating I had to assist and serve nearly everyday after school including weekends and summer times. My job was to manage cash register, and serve as liaison between kitchen staff and clients. There’s numerous nights when I had to stay till midnight before heading home to study for my AP and IB classes. Although junior and senior year was extremely stressful and busy with not only academic work, but also working for the family's business, however I personally think I've gain experience assisting customers with satisfaction and improvement with my communication skills. The impact of my grades were some way affected, but I honestly feel the pride shaping the restaurant in a much successful outcome and provide for my parents whenever they need
You always want to put your most important goals to be at the top of your schedule. I got a job before my junior year and it has impacted my schooling in many ways. I would work about four to five days a week and when one of those day are a school day I started to ignore my school work and focus more on being my greatest in the work environment. This did not work out for me, I started to fall behind in classes. When you take on a job, that job is to be made to work around your school schedule. There were many days I needed to stay after school for a test retake or just for some help. I thought that because I had a job now I couldn’t put my school first. I made this mistake many time. I took a Chemistry unit test and did not do so good on the test, the teacher had retakes the next following days after school. Of course I had to work all those days. I did not call off and stay after to retake the test. My choice to not take charge of my education, that poor grade stayed in the gradebook and further affected the overall
I had a wrench thrown in my whole world when my boyfriend and I broke up this semester; We live together, and it was very emotionally devastating for me. I stuck to my planner and have not missed any assignments (except the one I mentioned previously). With break ups, there comes stress. I faltered once or twice with doing homework early, but everything got turned in on time. In addition to sticking to the planner, I was lucky enough to find a job that allows me to do homework while working. I sit at my desk, answer phones when it rings, and process transactions at my desk. My laptop sits in front of me at my desk, and I have been very productive. I have completed a lot of assignments early and gotten a head start on almost all of
The light from the sun reflects off the pure white wall, illuminating the room. The dust floats, undisturbed by the empty house. This is what I see as I launch myself out the door, into the hot summer air, into the sounds of playing children.
I had immediate growing pains and adjustment pains to my late work and missed work policies. Since it is my first time working in a high school, I took a lot of my expectations from my college teaching practices and personal experiences from high school. After all, I attended a very similar size high school, so expectations, in my mind, would not be so different. I was wrong and maybe a bit dated from my high school experience.