Failure is only an opportunity to begin again. To some, taking the Algebra 2 Trigonometry Regents Exam three times may seem like an abasement, but to me, each failure presented a chance to begin anew in achieving my goal; my Advanced Regents Diploma. My first failure discouraged me to the point where, I felt like I would never reach an advanced math level again. The lack of self-confidence that resulted from my sub-par math scores soon began to negatively affect some of my other classes. I quickly realized that the trend had to stop. I worked diligently to achieve what, at the time, seemed unattainable. My change in the outlook of my repeated failures helped me to finally succeed. Throughout the course of the last two years, I have grown more self-aware in my study habits. I push myself even harder when I think I have done the best I can. …show more content…
I've learned to become more attentive and conscientious of my weaknesses. I use my strength of persistence and diligence to resolve problems I find to be arduous. Two years ago, I was not meticulous, but now I've learned that every detail counts. It is not only about working hard, but it's also about working smart. It's about acknowledging my weaknesses and toiling until they are no longer my weaknesses. Math homework was never at the top of my priority list, but after identifying that as an obstacle in my success, I immediately altered the way I approached it. Math homework routinely became the first task I set out to finish when I arrived home. If there were extra assignments, I always finished them. Receiving a test that's covered with red marks, meant that I needed to understand what I did wrong. I started reaching out to my teachers and peers for their help and support. We created catchy chants for topics like Domain and Range. Overall, I would not have passed if I looked at my failure as a defeat rather than a delay and my goal as an outcome rather than a learning
I’ve always been really hard on myself when it comes to academics and it got to the point that I was stressed out everyday. I also decided to be more patient with the process. Mr. Frost and I kept practicing after school every Monday and Wednesday. Two weeks before test day, during one of our after school practices, Mr. Frost told me, “John, I think you are ready. No more meetings”, he said proudly. After that day, we stopped with the meetings after school. Now I was just waiting for test day patiently. The test was on March. I walked in to the testing room with “ How am I going to do?” and I walked away from the room saying to myself, “I did it”. Three weeks later, the results arrived. I was patiently waiting for Mr. Frost to hand me over the results. As soon as I saw the results, I screamed for joy. I, John Paul Adams, passed the English 2 STAAR test. I was the happiest student in that classroom that day. I went over to Mr. Frost and before I even said anything he said, “I already know that you came over here to tell me that you passed so might as well give me a hug right now kiddo”, he said while opening his arms so that I could give him a hug. I learned so much from this experience. It taught me just how hard work really pays off and if you put in the time and effort, with a positive mindset, you can accomplish anything that you want. After failing the test for the first time, I started
One way I turned my failure into success is by taking responsibility of the grade. That helped me recognize that
The time that i failed was when I was in these two classes that were so hard for me, which his science and math. Not matter how much I try I can never get anything in those classes. The reason that I didn't get a good grade in science his because I knew that my teacher did not like me. The final that the gave us was so hard as well. The didn't do at right an many people failed that class. The reason I failed math second semester is because of things i was going through. I lost people and it was a very hard time for me. Now i am taking that class again and the teacher is even worst I try and I do all my homework and my grade still does not go up. I have learned from my failures and I want to do better than what I did before, I am scared to fail
I failed all my exams and the average grade in my report card was an F. I felt depressed, angry, disappointed, and kept telling myself “You won’t pass, drop them all”. My mind told me to quit and forget about everything but my heart told me to endure to the end. I decided to finish what I started and began to adjust my study habits. For example, I started to study more for exams, sacrifice fun time with friends, and go to tutoring more often. Soon my average grades went from low F’s to low C’s or in other words from dropping out to passing.
Towards the end of my last semester of my junior year, I was struggling to pass Algebra 2-Trig. I had failed one semester and I had to pass the final to be able to pass the class. Math has always been my academic weakness growing. I always was able to just enough to pass, so passing this final was a complete struggle. I had to do a rigorous cramming session of the weekend before I took that final. I studied for about 30 out of the 48 hours I had of the weekend. I gathered a bunch of notes and went over everything that was on my test. I watched many youtube videos on how to do the problems and drank a lot of coffee. I made a bunch of notes and when thru a lot of paper.
For math class in particular, I created a “goals journal,” where I wrote down my annual goals for the school year and then separate them into what I wanted to achieve each quarter. I was aware that in order to reach them, I would have to do more than simply pay attention in class. I requested after-school tutoring from my math teacher, and from there, my grades experienced a drastic boost. I was no longer sinking in the shame of my failure, but rather taking advantage of it.
American culture places a great deal of emphasis upon attaining goals and “reaching for the stars”, and while this attitude can inspire greatness, it can also cripple it. Students tend to worry too much about the expectations that they have set for themselves and have had placed upon them by others. Fear and worry cause these young adults to internalize their failures (however few or abundant) and conclude that they must not be capable of the greatness that is expected of them. They assume that their every action is being judged for worthiness, and will thus impact their future. While this is true to a certain extent, (there are some things that can earn a person a permanently bad track record), a bad grade or two does not define a student’s success- or their ability as a person to succeed in general. “In life, typically, the only one keeping a scorecard of your successes and failures is you, and there are ample opportunities to learn the lessons you need to learn, even if you didn’t get it right the first- or fifth- time.” (Roth, 21). Bernard Roth, author of The Achievement Habit and professor at Stanford University said this in the middle of a story about his own failures. Failure does not mean that success cannot be attained, but is rather a normal and fundamental part of the journey to
When I was in primary school, I was not good at mathematics, so my teacher looked down upon me, and believed I would not do well in it. Actually, I was very depressed and angry. I asked myself: “Why cannot I do that? I can! And I will let you regret what you said!” After that, I got good grades in math after endeavoring to learn and practicing again and again; and even in other curricula, whenever I had difficulty, I encourage myself to cope with it and never give up, so I succeeded.
Have you ever failed multiple times at something and you can not quite figure out exactly why you can not succeed? I have one instance that I failed at two years in a row. I always played basketball throughout high school and still play today, but there was always one goal I had strived for. I wanted to win a sectional championship, which means you are the best team in the district. I made it to the championship game three out of my four years in high school and I never got the title that I thought I needed to be considered good enough. Failing three times did not define me, but it definitely taught me things that I would never have learned if I would have won at least one of the three games.
I had always had a bittersweet relationship with math. In middle school, I was put in math classes that were advanced for people in my grade. Although I enjoyed the subject and did well initially, I eventually began to struggle. I wish I could say that my failure in my Math Analysis class came as a surprise to me, the A student who would have gone to any tutoring center and after school study group if aware. However, I had been receiving C's in math for some time and told myself that with an extra hour of studying and some optimism, I could magically jump to an A.
I haven’t consider myself a math person for years and this is probably because I never score high enough. This is a problem as math is taught as performance subject which separates student who have the math gene and those who don’t. It wasn’t until I heard about a growth and fixed mindset that I found hope in my terrible math journey. I groaned at the idea of being in another math class because I had this fixed mindset that I was always going to fail and it just meant another year of failure. However, in 10th grade Precalculus I began to change my thinking and what changed is that I actually started to try. Instead of thinking how the test would be impossible to fail, I started to practice problems. If I made mistake, I would go back and think
This past semester I have had many successes as a student. Where I saw my greatest success was in my college algebra class. Not expecting to receive the grade in the class because many others have told me that the class was difficult. I set out to achieve a “B”. I ended up achieving that grade. I achieved this grade by focusing on the end result of what I wanted to achieve from the math class and ended up learning and important thing about myself. We control the outcome of every event that we are a part of. This experience of overcoming has taught me that our education has the ability to teach us about our own abilities.
Patience is the key in accomplishing anything. My most challenging class this year would be my Math Analysis Honors course. My main struggle was fully understanding the curriculum that I avoided my sophomore year, with Algebra 2 Honors. The curriculum was knowing the domain and range of a graph, I assumed that this notion would stay in Algebra 2 and not follow me into my next math course. Starting off the year, the class was simple as it was review of Algebra 2, however days later I am faced with domain and range. I took tests that dealt with this concept and would always get those specific questions wrong. I remember, my teacher saying how most concepts in math would never go away and would be there when taking math in college. My first thought was getting help right away and was exactly what I did. I stayed after school in the Godinez Grizzly Lounge where I got aid from a tutor who took her time in fully explaining the essential way to understand domain and range. After a couple of weeks attending tutoring sessions with her I felt more confident in working with domain and range and was able to get these questions right on the next test that I had. Learning how to figure out these two concepts on a graph was harder as a result of giving up my previous year. I knew, however that I needed to address the issue differently and that's what I did. Although I may not be an expert, I can now figure it out without having to guess or give up on the question. Aside from a challenging
In addition, I also found out that I do not accept failure, which can be a good thing but also a bad thing. Nevertheless, I also found out that I have to stop thinking of things as a success or a failure, there is not a third option in my way of thinking sometimes. However, I came to the understanding that in education, we fall down and get up, fall down and get up and learn from our mistakes, just
It all started in sophomore year when I was assigned to an Algebra 2 & Trigonometry class. Each year my math course was getting harder and harder to deal with. Algebra 2/Trigonometry was a math course I couldn’t understand. Mathematics isn’t my best subject and even though I get good grades I expect more from myself. I tried almost everything from studying old Barron’s Regents books to going to Khan Academy, an online website that helps students or even teachers strengthened their weakness in any subject. I can officially say my biggest setback was failing the Algebra 2/Trigonometry Regents twice back to back. The first time I took the regent I knew I wasn’t ready for it. I doubted myself because I had absolutely no clue how to solve algebraic equations and trigonometric functions. The only reason I took the exam was that my teachers told me to try it. I like to go by the saying “You never know unless you try.” So I said to myself “why not” and then I went into the examination room and took the test. Even though I passed my geometry class, I still failed the exam, which made it challenging for me because I couldn't take over the class again to get extra help.