Better At Difficult Things

The biggest failure I experienced was back during my Sophomore year. The hardest class in the high school was AP World History in which the requirements were hours of homework a night. Many people tried to convince me not to take the course due to the fact that it is considered the hardest class in the high school. My mom tried her hardest to try and persuade me to take a different class but I felt that it was a requirement for me to take it to prove to the colleges that I was up for the task and that I was prepared to do the work necessary to succeed in college. The course required reading a whole chapter in the text book in three days and take a quiz to prove that we read and understood the topics. This is where I struggled the most because memorizing the chapters and the major topics was very difficult unlike others who could recited the

I remember the beginning of sixth grade, just like it was yesterday. Walking through the doors I had my backpack and lunchbox in hand excited to pass all classes with no problem.Unfortanately that thought was just a thought. Over the course of the year I failed tremendously by receiving my very first unsatisfactory grade. Before I have never received anything lower than a “B”, so to see a “C” it was heartbreaking for me. I know most students would love to see a “C” on their report card, satisfied with the feeling of not failing. Every report card I kept getting that same feeling of disappointment of seeing that “C” on my report card.

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.

Susan Jeffers, Feel The Fear And Do It Anyway, Vermilion, 4 Jan. 2007, says that,how to stop being afraid of, well, being afraid. Instead, you can use your fear to your advantage an ability

On the other hand, I struggle at Spanish and History, as I am not naturally good at them like my other subjects. I tend to blame my lack of memorization talents on them, but in reality, it is because I am not so passionate about them. That being said, I don't "not try" in those classes, I still value school very highly, it's just that I don't strive to go above and beyond in those classes.

In the other hand, I was failing math because unlike all the other students, I am not the fastest learner. I would always get confused with the structure and format of the question. For instance, fractions, decimals, and word problems would confuse me . I wasn’t very good with solving any of that so I knew I had to start attending tutoring. I had very good help from the students at Loma Linda University. They taught me an easier way to solve any problem, and that caused my test scores to increase. I can pass that class with no problem now. That

Failure is a part of life. While many see failure as a negative thing, I have started to see it as a situation that can make you a better person. Failure drives me to never make that mistake again. I first realized this when I took my first AP class and AP exam and received a score of 2. This journey all started sophomore year when I took AP World History. I quickly learned that I needed to actually read and take notes to be able to succeed in the class. It took a few poor grades on essays and tests for me to understand this. Despite this new revelation, I still struggled in the class. When it came time to start reviewing and preparing for the exam, I put an immense amount of effort, but not as hard as I should’ve been. Exam day came and

It goes without saying, that fear is inevitable and holds people back from doing great things in life. Moreover, sometimes people want so much to be successful, but they don't know how to overcome fear and being scared that stops them from achieving greatness. However, while there's no denying the fact that you cannot stop being afraid, you can take a number of measures for properly planning for fear. Besides, in addition to the fact that fear motivates you, it is also common to progress.

A time that I experienced failure was when i failed my Algebra II class for first semester. My biggest error was that I didn’t retake my quizzes that i failed when i had the chance too. The first 3 months i didnt really tried, I would tell myself that I had a lot of time for the semester to end. However, i regretted it when i found out that i only had a few weeks for the semester to end. I stressed out the last weeks, I couldn’t go to sleep in the night. I would keep thinking of my grade and how i was going to fail the class. I knew that colleges were gonna see my grades for this year, my junior year. I really want to go to college, I want to make my parents proud. The last weeks, i did everything that i could. I did all the missing homework, and I tried to

I eventually let him know that I had a serious problem with learning Spanish from our teacher and if I didn’t get I was going to fail. My biggest problems were the eighteen different conjugations we had to use and how to structure a sentence. There are four present tense, four past tense, three futures, four conditionals, one simple, and three preterite tenses. He first taught me how to use all of the conjugations because without those I could never learn how to structure a sentence appropriately. Once he taught me how to structure a sentence I never felt so confident in my ability to speak Spanish.

Along with vocabulary, grammar is another area in which I had problems. For instance, I was still getting confused about proper sentence structure. I worked on this by completing a 30 page workbook full of different sentences to assist me. From learning verbs to compound-complex sentences the worksheets covered it all. I was starting to realize this class and Mr. Horbacz were all about fine tuning me for my big transition into college. The next thing I did was learn how to organize my thoughts onto paper and write an essay. I knew how to write a basic five paragraph essay, but my skills were limited. These are all things I struggled with at the beginning of the year, but soon I started to grow in each area.

I wish I could place the blame on having unfavorable English teachers like I’ve frequently heard others have the misfortune of facing, although this was never the case. There is no one person or situation that I can claim is responsible for my constant, creeping feelings of inadequacy and I have no knowledge of why I started placing such extreme amounts of pressure on myself. All I know is that it soon seeped into other areas of my life. It was no longer just English in which I strived for perfection, but every subject, every task- inside and outside of school. Almost like everything in my life would be graded and the only grade I would accept is that A, always an A. This obsession, ironically, more often leads to my failure.

One of the greatest barriers I had to face during school was repeating the first grade. I remembered being devastated when I heard the news, my parents were quite devastated as well, I didn't know what to do. I had to see my friends and cousins go on ahead without me, I was all alone. The reason for my repeating of first grade was because I fell back on the learning material and was always off task. Don’t get me wrong it was challenging to understand my teacher Mrs. Robbins from Argentina, she would speak with an accent at times. Summer was in session and I spent most of my time thinking about was I was expecting next year. The thought of it itself was frightening, another year of first grade, I was anxious about meeting my new teacher and

Through out my high school career I never took my education seriously. For most of the four years it was a big blur. I’m not quite sure if it was because of me or if I found myself blaming my surroundings or teachers for my lack of focus and strive to learn. A failure can mean different things to everyone else. Maybe there’s just different types or categories of failures. These failures are meant to teach us something, or motivate us to simply not make these mistakes again.

Knowing I didn’t study, I held in my breath and closed my eyes as he handed me the three sheets of scribbles and sloppily circled answers. Slowly I opened my eyes and looked down at my grade, and there it was, 49%. My first failing grade. My cheeks turned as red as the sharpie the teacher used to mark my paper. Embarrassment and shame crashed over me. Page flip after page flip, I scanned my mistakes and then immediately shoved the papers into my folder. Other classmates were gawking at their success and I didn’t want them to see my failure. That grade haunted my mind for forever, it seemed.