When I was younger my best friend Alyssa always told me, I was dumb and was never going to amount to anything because I had what is called Autism and I should just accept it. Even though my best friend called me dumb I have proven that I am not dumb by being able to obtain straight A’S and B’S throughout high school, I passed 2 foreign language classes in high school with flying colors with little hope of success, I was also able to obtain a 3.0 GPA throughout high school with no hesitation. I am also proving how I could take that and turn it around into a more positive statement. It will further prove how this statement is no longer valid anymore in my life and what it has done since it is no longer valid in my life. One way that I could prove that I am not dumb but I am smart is that during High school I …show more content…
I was told throughout high school that I was so limited and will never succeed at ever achieving above a 2.5 GPA like my friend did. My disability kept me always doing poorly. When I started high school as a freshman I started taking pride in all my work that was presented to me. In the beginning, there was a problem with keeping me motivated due to these negative beliefs that kept following me and bothering me. It left me struggling but always made me keep my grades up and obtain that 3.0 GPA. By the time I was a junior I took a risk at taking all my core classes in the same semester it was a crazy plan that was a huge risk. I was judged for it all the time. One of my biggest things throughout the years was the amount motivation and hard work that I put into that work. Perfection was one of my strongest things that really made me feel stressed. In the end, the perfection payed off with greater reward than what I had predicted in the beginning. I did not see the reward until I put in the effort for the perfection I was striving
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
I had a difficult time learning in school. I became a few years behind my grade level and my parents considered having me repeat a grade. My learning support teacher worked with me one on one for months and taught me how to study and work hard. I continued working hard and started getting better grades, and soon I became top of my class. I kept studying and strived to get the best possible grades throughout middle school and high school. I looked to challenge myself and took advanced placement classes. I don’t think I would have worked hard in high school, if I had not struggled earlier on, I would most likely be on a completely different life
As a young child in elementary school, I struggled in the regular classes of language arts and math, and this caused my teachers to put me into Special Education. I recall hearing the regular students call me “stupid” all the time behind my back. When I had my regular classes in Social Studies or Science, none of the other students wanted to be my partner in the group projects. I felt like an outcast, and my self-confidence was exceedingly low. However, I knew that I was not the smartest kid, but I was a hard worker.
Academics has always been an important part of my life. Ever since I was a young child my parents have pushed me to lead good life academically. All throughout grade school I have had decent grades (generally speaking in the nineties or above), and I owe this, at least partly, to my parent's determination to give me the best possible education. I also owe this to my will to be at the top of my academic game. This was naturally quite easy for me up until my senior year of high school. When my senior year came around, there was a lot of pressure on me to make a lot of life changing decisions. When all of this was put on me, the last thing that i wanted to do was change the way i was living. I loved the way my life was, and going away from home to college wasn't something that i felt i was ready to do. Because of this i decided to enroll in Genesee Community College, which is about five minutes away from my house.
While looking over my transcripts, I observed that my grades for the most part either remained bad or got worse second semester. Despite how I perform in those classes I have the easiest time understanding math, and the hardest time with history. The trends in my transcript correlate to how I’ve been my entire life, I give up easily. Once the smallest thing goes wrong I give up rather than trying persevering. I choose to keep rolling down a hill because it's easier, rather than to push myself to climb it.
All of my classes in high school I passed with no struggle. I would cram all the knowledge that I needed for a test the night before, so I thought college would not be any different. A week or two before my first ever college exam the professor announced that if we had not already been study, then we should start to right away. Being a young naive freshmen, I kind of blew the teacher off. Telling myself that I did not need to waste the next few weeks studying for one exam. So I waited until the last day to study. You might have an idea of what happened next. I failed the exam. Failing so bad that it would be nearly impossible for me to still get a C in the course. I could not even look at myself. The thought of disappointing my parents was making my stomach turn. This fear of failing the class was tearing me apart. The only chance at passing this class was if I turned myself into the perfect student. This meant turning things in on time, studying days in advance for exams, and going to my professor’s office hours. And that is exactly what I did. By some seriously hard work, long nights, and over a hundred red bulls, I was able to achieve a passing grade with a
This situation has greatly impacted my point of view on education. It has also become my motivation. I always try my best to get good grades and to balance my work and
I hate writing. Well not writing per say just my writing. Writing and I are like jelly and mayonnaise, you can find a way to make it work, but it’s just wrong and should just never be. If I’m going to be perfectly honest about it, there are many days when I don’t feel like writing. But let’s be honest I can’t just stop writing just because I do not feel like writing it.
Destiny Lowe We all make mistakes, even the greatest make mistakes. For example, most people know of Thomas Edison. He was the great inventor of the light bulb. Creating the light bulb took many tries. Within the five months of work and over nine thousand experiments, he still was not able to make a working light bulb, but he never gave up.
In terms of experience, a critical life event was when I was diagnosed with a non-verbal learning disability in the 3rd grade. At any age, no one likes to hear that they are incompetent or different when compared to others. Wanting to be an equal to my “regular” classmates, I worked harder than most of them to achieve academic success, so I could be streamlined into “regular’ education classes. Even though most teachers and school psychologists were supportive, some did not think I could be streamlined. Before I attended college, I had to go for yet another evaluation with a psychologist, who told me that I was “setting my sights too high” by attending Drexel. Given my success at Drexel thus far, I would like to say that he was dead wrong in his assessment of my abilities. Luckily, I had parents that fought for my rights throughout my entire education, and they never gave up on the notion that I could be a great student
Many students don’t like school because they think it’s boring. Why do they think it is boring? Simple causes lead to many effects. However just by thinking school is boring could lead to many future problems.
Mistakes, Good or Bad? Do you remember when you were a kid taking a test and you bubbled in the wrong answer choice you thought was right, but you still got the answer correct? Mistakes can lead to things that nobody knew about. Mistakes are a key part of discovery because mistakes can lead to discoveries, and because they can lead to better knowledge and understanding of things.
I never thought that I would be able to have a GPA of 3.5. My first year in college I had to take a math remedial course and that brought my self-esteem down. Many times, I thought to myself that I was not college ready and I blamed it on the poor education I receive growing-up. At that time, I had too much on my plate I worked 40 hours a week, had honor courses, and had issues with math and grammar. To overcome these obstacles, I went to math and writing tutorials almost every day.
A recent failure that has changed how I go about my daily life is one that many college freshman experience in their first year. In high school I was a very good student, but I did not have to put in a lot of effort to get the grades that I wanted. I would joke with my friends and say that high school taught me how to put in the least amount of effort, and still get the maximum result. All of my teachers told me, as they did every student, that college was going to be different and if you do not put in more effort it would be very difficult. I knew this coming into school, but I am not sure if part of me wanted to prove people wrong, or if I actually was just adjusting to college life. I did not study as much as I should of, and as a result my grades suffered. Luckily I did not completely ruin my grade point average, but since first semester I have completely changed my study habits. This has taught a much needed lesson about hard work, and I am determined to never again fail at my studies. I am the kind of person that learns a lot from failures. My dad has always told me it is ok to make a mistake, but never make the same mistake twice. This I a motto that I live by.
Have you ever been beaten down by your own confidence? It is supposed to help you succeed, but instead, it once made me blinded from the fact that I am not perfect. There is always a chance of failure if I don’t try my best. In fact, I did fail getting into my dream high school.