I Had A Good Experience Or Bad

When in the classroom learning is something that is like a seesaw. The ups and downs come with some classes more than others. The classes that I have found my most ups and downs are English, math, and science. When learning you can not just keep failing by not seeking help. These are the most challenging classes stem from one of these subjects, but there is always a way to make it through with these three steps; finding the situation, assessing it, and seeking help.

Furthermore, I started working on Algebra 2 problems which were a little more tedious than the ones from the other class, yet, they still entertained me. After a couple of weeks in that class, the teacher approached me and asked me if I would like to try a more challenging class; AP Math. I saw it as a good challenge and gave it a chance. Now that didn’t turn out as I expected. The teacher was from a foreign country and had a terrible accent. As a result, I couldn’t understand anything. I felt lost from the moment she started talking to that end I couldn’t follow. I was trying to learn English and had enough with my other classes. I didn’t want my favorite class to become stressful, so I decided to go back to Algebra 2. The teacher welcomed

I believe Math is learned by doing the problems and doing the homework. The problems help you learn the formulas you need to know, to help with problem solving. I have learned from my own personal experience that you must keep up with the Instructor: attend class, read the text and do homework every day. Falling a day behind puts you at a disadvantage. Falling a week behind puts you in deep trouble.

Something that i did not like about this class was that the schedule sometimes got very messy. Sometimes we would get a lot of work at once and I would not know what was do when. That really affected my grade because most of my work would be incomplete. Also, when I thought we were going to go over something in class we never talked about

Having always excelled in math and math related content in class, this often left me feeling board and unchallenged, however after being reintroduced to a challenge and having to work for something, my love for math was reignited. Now there was someone who was going to ensure I would learn, sitting in class just waiting for the assignment

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.

I believe in fighting for your goals and aspirations, and not waiting for things to be given to you. Beginning from day one, the expectations for me have always been straight A’s. This expectation had been fulfilled all throughout elementary school, and junior high without a problem, but as high school rolled around, I noticed I began to struggle with a certain subject. Math had always been my favorite subject, and usually came easy to me. My eighth grade math teacher was very organized and provided us with thorough and descriptive notes daily. I seldom struggled, and if I did, I simply reread the notes and raised my hand. However, my new algebra teacher had a different method of teaching that I wasn’t accustomed to. We rarely took notes, our ‘notes’ were primarily examples, and she was very disorganized. Realizing that math was going to be slightly more difficult this

Math has always been difficult for me because I never liked the math problems had to be solved and I also didn´t like the way math problems were created. I did struggle in middle school because the school I went to in middle school was filled with students that would disrespect the teacher and it would be difficult for me to learn anything for all 3 years in that middle school. In the past, when I struggled on a problem I would give up on that problem and forget about it. In the past, when I would struggle on a difficult problem I would usually quit because it would put me in a situation where I would not want to do anything for the rest of the day, only if I were to continue on that problem. I would quit the minute I start struggling on a problem because if I would continue to try and solve that problem and keep on struggling, I would be in a bad mood and I don´t want to be in a bad mood when I am trying to solve a difficult problem.

In order to enhance learning, I would like to share with you some of my personal experiences in the classroom in hopes that we can learn from them. In the best class I ever had, the teacher did not belittle students - questions were answered sincerely and we were treated like true adults. In addition, in the best class I ever had, the students did all of their required work and then some. In other words, students read all the assigned readings, met deadlines early, and asked meaningful questions. The open communication between the professor and the students made it the best class ever! There was a mutual sense of respect and you could just tell it stimulated learning! On the contrary, in the worst class I ever had, the teacher did not respect the students. For example, class time was not utilized to the fullest and student concerns did not seem important to the professor. In the worst class I ever had, the students did not respect their professor. In that class, the students walked all over the professor and got away with more than they should have. In reality, the difference between the best class ever and the worst class ever was

There are an abundant amount of subjects that peak my interests, but mathematics will always be the one subject that intellectually excites me. At times, it is able to both challenge me to the point of frustration, but it later gives me excessive excitement and happiness for overcoming the challenge. Similarly, it is like a wave flooding in shore because it is at first harsh and difficult, but it gradually smoothes and simplifies. It is a subject that I can fully interact and manipulate it to the best possible way of understanding it, which I fondly love because I learn better hands-on. However, it was truly benevolent instructors, who increased my love in math and enlighten a new way of

In my sixth grade year I had a teacher named Mrs. Lambert. She was a great teacher and friend. Close to the end of the year we took an advanced math test to see how much we’ve learned. Unfortunately I wasn’t present the day the rest of my classmates took the test. The next day, my teacher was explaining to me that I had to take the test and so I did. When I received the test I quickly rushed through it. It wasn’t that I was being lazy. It was more that I already knew the material. When I was finished I was sure that I had done a great job. My teacher had told me that if the whole class got a good great then we were eligible for a prize. Then, my testing teacher told her that I didn’t use the rubric or the formula sheet. My home class teacher

Wilkerson. She was such a fun teacher. She was obsessed with Dr. Seuss and would always show us videos from School House Rock. I still remember the lyrics to those songs. I remember getting some kid in trouble for something I did, that year. When we were first introduced to subtracting with a bigger number on the bottom in the ones place, better barrow a bundle, the teacher gave us a worksheet without telling us anything about the topic just too see if we knew it. I was so excited because I thought I was going to be the smartest kid in the class and get all the problems on the worksheet right, but in the end I didn’t do it right at all and there was only one kid who did it right, and he’s sitting next to me as I’m typing

In the 8th grade there were two teacher that gave me a good experience at Stanford Middle School. This time it wasn’t math it was english. My teacher name was Mrs.Rooney. She made up slangs and songs. I remembered one time we even acted out one of shakespeare's plays. It helped me understand it better than just reading it. We had debates about topics so we could understand it better. We read a book and we answer questions on it every few chapters. It actually made me read the book when I didn’t want to. She made me want to do a lot of things I never thought of doing. Another teacher was Mr. Faulkner he taught science. Even though the class was not easy he prepared us for high school. We did research papers. When we presented power points we

My lack of motivation or desire to achieve anything in such a "useless" class handed me my first ever D, a D- at that, and shocked me dearly. Me? Oh, but I was destined for Harvard, for MIT, I was the boy genius that colleges would shower with money to have the pleasure of my attendance! My fragile, immature ego couldn't take the blow, and for a long time my stubbornness affected me in mathematics by telling myself "you're just no good at math, there's no way you can hope for

Since elementary school, I have always found myself fully engaged in math classes. In third grade, I began to speed up my education by completing two courses in one year. I repeated this in fourth grade to get even further ahead of my classmates. Due to my passion for math, I continued to pursue the subject throughout middle school and ended up at the very top of my class in math upon graduation. I also continued along this path in high school and by my senior year I will have taken every math course that has ever been offered to me. I enjoy the subject because it fosters inventiveness and challenges me to find new ways to solve problems. Math has allowed me to think in a logical manner in all situations and is the reason for my success in