Chapter 3 test, derivatives. I go through the study guide as though it is the terms of a death sentence. I think I know all the problems, I get them all right, but I still walk in the next day feeling nauseous. A few days later, I am handed back the test. Per Ms. Evans’ usual policy, there is no grade, just an assortment of checks and X’s. My eyes zoom in to find my mistakes, sure that I had approached every question from the entirely wrong angle. The more I examine it, however, the more I can tell that I actually only made a few small mistakes. Nicholas Chan, next to me, remarks “Wow, you actually did pretty well!”, the surprise in his voice unmistakable. For some reason though, the trepidation and dread do not leave my stomach. I ask myself, …show more content…
And when I when I really thought about it, derivatives were not nearly scary enough to warrant the pit in my stomach. Sure they are confusing, but they still somehow made sense to me. The most challenging part of calculus was not the derivatives, the volumes of cylindrical shells, or the Taylor series, it was the class. It was sitting in class with Richard Wang, Nicholas Chan, and Neville Taraporevala. They were all great guys, but over the course of that first quarter, I let myself question whether I was the odd one out. It was a few days into Chapter 4, applications of derivatives, when I remembered why I had signed up for the class. I was reading a homework problem on the changing velocity of blood through a vessel, and for the first time in a long time, curiosity overcame uncertainty, and I approached the problem eagerly. I remembered that the challenge of the class is what first drew me to it, and how math used to be a place of comfort and excitement. I remembered that I did, in fact, belonged in the class. The first day of senior year I walk into Ms. Evans’ AP Statistics class, as one of the seven girls in the room, but this time, nothing and no one can convince me that I do not
Coming into your Pre-Calculus class, I was under the impression that I had all the skills necessary to succeed. Having taken (regular) pre-calculus my junior year of high school and College Algebra the first semester of my senior year, I had studied the various functions, graphing concepts, and polynomials/factoring. I also studied an ample amount of angle properties, the trigonometry functions (and applications associated with them), and trigonometric graphs. Even with this background in algebra and trigonometry, dual credit pre-calculus has proved a formidable foe as I did not anticipate learning so many new concepts, such as conditional trigonometric functions or verifying identities. Most other concepts, like inverse trig functions and the various identities, had slipped my mind since my experience in regular pre-cal from the previous school year (this was probably due to the fact that I did not
It’s been 3 weeks since the school year started. I go to class as usual, I do homework as usual, I take tests as usual. Nothing seems out of the ordinary. Or rather, nothing would have seemed out of the ordinary. I find it hard to focus on my math exam with so many thoughts running through my head. I look up from my test and scan the room. Everyone seems equally as invested in the test in front of them. However, I see some people starting to lose focus as their eyes start to wander. Others, realizing how futile their efforts are, have already began pulling out their phones, hoping Google can help them figure out just what exactly a polynomial function is. I can’t help but wonder how I have not failed out of the class yet considering the fact that I don’t remember what a polynomial function is either. No one remembers what it is. I haven’t heard that word since junior year of high school. All these people sitting around me are just as lost as I am. I’ve been in this math class for 3 weeks and passed every test and quiz but honestly, I feel like I’ve learned nothing. Learning nothing has become so routine that no one even comments on it anymore. Going with the flow is usually the easiest course. However, in my many years of schooling, I’ve only known one person who addressed the problem, Samuel A. Fink.
This will lead to an explanation of motion, the development of the calculus, and the establishment of basic laws of modern physics.
This concept particularly stood out to me because when we started learning how to do this, I didn’t quite understand. As I got more and more help from Yenmin, I started to see where these ideas are coming from even though I still struggle. However, a concept that made me really think is when it came down to kinematic equation. Although the idea of kinematic equation seem easy when it was being taught in class, it still took a while for me to grasp on where each and every part of the equation came from and to understand the true meaning and importance. In the end of this though, I learned that it wasn’t that hard than I thought it was. In physics, I struggle a lot. Even though the idea of drawing and describing acceleration arrows, motion maps, x, and v, and graphs based on the given scenario stood out to me, I still struggle with that. Now that I am 2 months smarter, the advice that I would have given to my past self to be successful in physics is to try harder and to not be afraid to ask for help because Physics is not an easy concept. It is hard to expect that you’ll understand physics right when you learn it. It takes time and patient. In the next unit, my plan for success is to put more effort in Physics and to not give up
Einstein invents Calculus when this is invented everything seems to revolve around mathematics and Science.
Up until this point, my challenges were fatiguing, however, the day of the test was the worst part of my quest. The stress that I felt while taking that test was unreal. Each question my brain seemed to convince me that I didn’t know what the answer was. As the test went on, I felt worse and worse. I thought I was in a nightmare. On the other hand, when I finished and walked outside of the building I felt fatigued, yet I had done it. I was finished with this delightful burden. All the troubles were through. The stress I felt that day was later counteracted with a realization about my
How to best prepare for a Calculus/Physics test? Many college professors would recommend students to practice a variety of challenging problems. However, those problems often require students to use logical thinking and be able to apply multiple concepts to solve, and each can take from a couple minutes to an hour. Not many students can dedicate all of their time to one course, especially if they have other courses’ assignments as well. One good thing, at Everett Community College, students can get help with homework and prepare for their test in the Annex tutoring center, a center that is specifically for advanced Mathematics and Physics. If there’s one thing that prevents students from getting the maximum benefits from the center is that
There is always things that stand out in every course, this course wasn’t exceptional, and perhaps the most interesting thing I’d learned in this class
You have selected a course unlike any other math course. The purpose of this Summer Assignment is to:
The second semester of this course made me question my passion for math. I understood concepts and the curriculum but I would never do well in the practice AP Tests my teacher gave us weekly. The tests would be curved tremendously and the grades I received were a lie. 9/45 does not equal a 70%. I felt true resentment.
This Calculus Professor Therol Moore is blind, despite this disability, he is able to teach the calculus course, answer questions and remain overall popular with his students. Sharon was quite amazed how this Professor was so able to come over his handicap. This is quite valuable to Sharon as it was an in life example of conquering hardships. Quite vividly Sharon remembers this class, and is still astonished at Professor Moore’s ability to remember the content and teach it so
Furthermore, I realized that this semester was going to be particularly challenging because of the Pre-calculus and Calculus hybrid course I had enrolled in; math has not always been my best subject and taking a fast-tracked math course was sure to be disastrous. Nevertheless, I was determined to make A’s in all my classes. After the first week of classes, I could already feel myself becoming overwhelmed with the amount of work I had to do in such a short amount of time. Not to mention, how disappointed I felt in myself when I received my first quiz grade for my pre-calculus class, I had bombed the quiz terribly by making a 65.
It’s ENC 1101, Not knowing what to expect I entered the room with absolute fear, after all it was my first year of college. Although I’ve never been quite fond of English in the past, I’ve always excelled in the subject. I had yet to work for my grade and no English course I had taken proved to be a challenge through my eyes. I am a huge procrastinator, if not one of the biggest when it comes to assignments. I most likely wrote papers the night before or the day of and still managed to average an “A” on all of them. This bad habit led me to believe that I was cheating myself. Throughout my scholastic years I always had the mentality of asking “what could this class possibly teach me that I didn’t already know?” I believed that my writing
The science test you’ve been dreading has finally come to haunt you. You walk in, and the teacher routinely reminds you of the weight of the test on your grade, 80%. The teacher hands out the test and you blankly stare at the questions that can either build up, or destroy your grade. Unconformities?! What are they? Scrolling through the pages, you finally find some questions you know. The teacher announces that there are only 5 minutes left before you must turn your answers in. In a hurry, you halfheartedly guess most of the test, hoping that you get lucky. Days pass, and you receive your final grade for the test. Next to your score you see an F in bright red. Frantically, you race to the computers to check your overall grade. You log on only to see a perfectly stable B+ plummet down to a D. On the bus home, you are tense, assured that your parents have seen the obvious drop. Walking through the door, your mom asks “How’d the test go?” Stammering, you reply with “Er--well that's a long story”. Confused she asks for the test, and you wearily hand it over. You immediately see the disappointment in your mom’s face as she flips throughout the pages. Your punishment was groundation, and after your mom lectures you, she walks out. You think for a while, and realize that you could’ve prevented all of this if you simply studied instead of playing that game for longer.
Having only completed half of my exam, I start to panic. Then, I spot one of the smartest kids in school, Jonathan Povoski, packing up his things two desks in front of me, his fluffy, black hair falling into his eyes in disarray. He is desperately trying to shove two textbooks, a notebook and a calculator into his backpack, which is already filled to the brim with papers. Jonathan, who is known for his memorization skills and explicable test scores, is notoriously unorganized. He and I used to sit next to each other in Mr. Cormick’s math class and compete for better test grades. Math was the only class in which I had a shot at winning.