Class of 2015
“Ready, begin,” I said. Two words. I worked so hard for four years, spent a tremendous amount of hours doing homework, and participated in school activities and sports. I always tried to be the best person I could and my reward was just to say those two words. I, Kylie Ergeson graduated Selah High School with a 4.0 GPA and was the valedictorian of the Class of 2015. Many people think grades come easy for me. Well, they are wrong. I worked hard to get good grades. I set my goal of being valedictorian in 8th grade, and with determination and perseverance I achieved it. Along my journey to becoming valedictorian, I faced many obstacles. First, I got bullied a lot. Being bullied was the reason I got suspended my freshman year. I had
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Having good grades did not come easy for me. I had to pay attention in class, do my homework, and study for hours preparing for tests. I wish it had come easy for me, so that I would have saved a lot of time and unneeded stress. If I did not understand something I would come before school or stay after school until I mastered it. My teachers probably hated me because I came and saw them frequently. I did not go out and party in high school because on weekends I studied. I spent so much time on my homework, making it perfect. I was determined to get good grades, and if that meant staying home to study instead of going out with my friends, I chose studying. I would also watch YouTube videos if I did not understand a topic. Almost every night in high school when I was taking college math I went home and did practice problems off of YouTube until I understood it. My senior year of high school there was a class called STAT, which was 30 minutes where you could do your homework and ask teachers any questions you had. What did most people do? Sit in the cafeteria and socialize. Where was I? In the classroom doing my homework. My teachers always told me, “Your hard work will pay off in the long run”. This phrase has always kept me …show more content…
I was crying so hard I could barely see, and my heart was pounding out of my chest. I got to the hospital and his family was already there waiting for a doctor to come out. We all sat together and cried and prayed that he would by okay. All the doctor said was that there was severe head trauma. Right then I thought he was brain dead. They took CAT scans and found out that there was not really severe head trauma but a severe concussion. I went into the cold, weird medicine smell room to see him and I just froze. There were machines everywhere, so many things connected to him, a tube down this throat, and a neck stabilizer. There was blood all over his face, and his blond hair was brown from being covered in dirt. They said he would have died if he had not been wearing a helmet. He was in the ICU in a medically induced coma for six days. He had a severe concussion, pneumonia from vomiting, then inhaling it into his lungs, a collapsed right lung full of fluid, and T-4 through T-7 bones in his back broken. He had tubes down his throat to help him breathe, a tube down to his stomach for food, IV’s everywhere, a neck brace, and he was strapped down to the bed because when they would wake him up, he would try to pull all the tubes out. His room smelt like old bleach and smelly hospital food. I missed a week of school and was falling behind. I did not want to leave the hospital because I did not want anything to happen
When I started middle and high school, making good grades was my new goal. I was introduced to pre-advanced classes and failed miserably my first year. I also joined the track and cross country team at the time. Once
My mother had picked me up after school. On our way home, we passed by the school where both my uncle Beto worked. There was an ambulance there and we thought maybe a teacher had an accident. Shortly after we get a phone call from my aunt Ana, it turned out that my uncle suffered a heart attack while working. No one saw him while he collapsed, until moments later a teacher saw him laying on the floor, shaking, trying to breathe. My mom and I rushed to the school to see how my uncle was responding to the paramedics. My aunt was already there, we had to take her to the hospital because EMS wouldn’t let her drive while she was still in shock. It was hard to see how the paramedics were trying to help him
My grades have always been a high priority for me, along with my friends, family, and personal health, all of which are important for my future as a productive citizen. Throughout my schooling I have never felt the animosity towards education which sadly many of my peers hold, in fack I have even come to enjoy the challenges that school can present. I think mainly because much of the skills needed to do well in school came fairly naturally to me. Due to my adeptness in school I have felt that I should help those around me which are struggling in school and since I began helping others in school, I have found that I can explain those subjects which came easily to me in a way that could be easily understood by those I
My moms raised me with a strong set of morals, including “hard work pays off.” Sometimes this can be discouraging when you work hard, but it doesn’t pay off as you’d like it to. I’ve always gotten the grades I strive for without much struggle. However, once high school started, everything changed. I’d work for weeks on a scholarship essay, and I wouldn’t even place. I’d work for months to get something published and then read other people’s names in the congratulations announcement. I’d constantly wonder: Who’s at the top of the class? Who’s going to win the end of year awards? When you consistently get the grades that I do, people just expect those grades. No one congratulates you on your hard work anymore, and you don’t always get recognized. Despite the lack of recognition, I still take pride in my grades, and continue to work hard. Getting great grades is something I know I can do, even when it’s difficult to do. The difficulty makes it even more satisfying when I see the hard work pay off, and I get the grade I wanted. I’ve encountered
Growing up, I’d always been expected to do well in school. Which isn’t out of the ordinary, every parent wants their child to be successful and have a beneficial career. So, since good grades were what my parents expected that’s what I got. All throughout elementary, I strived to do my absolute best in every subject. At my sixth grade graduation I was awarded the Presidential Award for Academic Achievement, in my junior high years I did well as well. My eighth-grade year I achieved my goal of obtaining a 4.0 G.p.a. The first year of high school was nerve-racking but I still managed to keep my grades up. However, Sophomore year was definitely a bump in the road for me. In all my ten years of being in school (including head start and kindergarten)
During my two years in middle school I was always getting decent grades. Every Time the teachers would talk about the tests they will like give us the answers or break the question down for us. Our teachers never liked to fail their students so if they did fail a test the students will get a retake. The only way you could get the teacher upset is if you tried to cheat on someone during the test. I was sometimes lazy when it came to having to write an essay on simple topics. The reason of that was because if you did not complete the essay on the due date my teacher would feel bad and give me extra time. I would be friendly and kind to all my teachers so that if I did not
Motivation and hard work are the key to success. Having a reward will make you feel happy, and worthy of achieving many things if you try. Having good grades is hard, but never impossible.
Later that day we went to visit him in the Oklahoma Sooners pediatrics hospital and he stayed in the hospital for the rest of his spring break. He went under two different tests an EEG and an MRI. Needless to say when I saw that he was awake and he was able to come back to his senses the whole weight of the world was lifted off of my shoulders. I was trying to be optimistic about it and I kept telling myself he was going to overcome this. I remember just listening to the sirens of the ambulance as they rode off to the hospital I wouldn’t eat until he woke up and he didn’t wake up until about 5:14 in the afternoon.
To get good grades, students have to study and make sure all their homework is done. For example, I had a friend in high school who studied everyday for hours. I, on the other hand, are in swimming and very involved in my church. How am I--with little time--supposed to get better grades than him? Therefore,
Valedictorians, the best in the class, can be a very crucial title that top high school students fight neck and neck for. Is this much competition and stress beneficial for students? Students who are academically inclined are already recognizable to the prestigious colleges, that are filled with academically inclined peers. A student who is not capable of taking all advanced and AP courses, even if they work twice as much as others do, throughout their entire high school career could never become valedictorian. Some students can achieve straight A’s in all AP and advanced courses, without ever cracking open a book, is it fair to name them over the kids who study every night and can barely pass? Valedictorians are just another way to recognize
Back in elementary school and middle school, I was always the student who received the highest grades. That could be because I was always forced to study by my parents. Back then, breaks and sports were rewards after hours of memorizing the multiplication tables or reviewing the vocabulary from the science textbook. After hours of studying with little time to spare for other activities, it became a daily thing for me to score high in tests and quizzes. I strongly believed that studying was one of the things I was best at. That notion persisted until I entered high school.
This i believe getting good grades is important. Getting good grades is going to help in the long run. It will help me with the things I ask for from parents. It will help stay eligible for school sports. It will help me with getting accepted into good colleges and getting a good job. Getting good grades is a good habit to start because it will help when you get into high school when your grades are starting to become more important. Getting good grades is gonna help me get a good paying job and getting accepted into good colleges. My grades are gonna have a big impact in life so it's important for me to start getting better grades and working harder in school. My mom recently shut my phone off because my grades are dropping she also is starting
I was a C average student in Jr. High. That's why I set a goal for myself the last day of my middle school career--”get straight A’s in high school”. At the time it seemed more like a “set your goals higher than you think you can accomplish” kind of task. It wasn't something that I truthfully felt I could obtain. Little did I know, I was greatly doubting my abilities as a student. Every hour of homework quickly paid off. When I received my first report card, my mother had the brightest look of pride in her smile. She was relieved that I was able to break the family habit of slacking off in high school. Many family members before me have succumbed to a life of just getting by. I chose to deviate from that philosophy, then, and now. They call
One way to get valedictorian is to take special classes after school. Some examples are study groups, STEM club, or “boot camps” for certain subjects. The boot camps usually take place around the SOL’s. After school classes are usually really fun, and you’re surrounded by people who might share the same goals as you. You usually play fun games, and learn new things, other than the lessons you learn in school. In seventh grade, I once did a boot camp before my civics SOL. We all rotated through different classes and stations, each focusing on a different topic. After the boot camp, my civics SOL was my highest grade! If my grades are higher from taking after school classes, then I might accomplish my goal.
Throughout all of my years of middle school, my grades were never satisfactory. I was all Bs and Cs, which was never good enough for my school. The teachers expected us to have a 4.0 all three years of middle school, and most students did. But I was never up to standard in my classes, although I tried my best to be. Somehow, this