My Experience In School

3rd grade was when I started being bullied. Until the age of 11, I was what you would call overweight. I always ate more than I should have, and well, I didn’t stop. It never used to be that way, and I don’t really know what changed. The first half of my childhood was what I would consider great back then. I was your typical sweet and spoiled girly-girl. I wore dresses and had curly platinum blond hair, with bangs across my forehead. Back when I was that young, I was always energetic, what little kid isn’t? I was always running around and taking walks with my grandma, but that all ended when she died back in 2010. After that, I never wore dresses, I even started dying my hair, I became lazier, and that’s what led up to me

By the time I got to about fifth grade, everyone started to notice how academically gifted I really was. In fourth and fifth grade, I even joined the spell bowl team. Me and a few other people I knew well were about two grade levels ahead of the rest of our class, mathematically speaking. Then, I got to middle school. It was a big change, lockers, stairs, a very large school it was. It was all very unknown to me, there were really tall kids, and they all had their friends, I had to adjust. By this time, I was still on the gifted academic path, being in Algebra in only seventh grade, a class that is supposed to be for freshmen. My family were always very proud of me because of this, and I had always tried to be smarter than my sister, who was always four grades and a step ahead of me. She was always the teacher's pet, overachiever type of student. School had never really been hard for me, just boring and mentally draining. By the time I was in eighth grade, I had found my true group of friends. There was a few that liked soccer, which fit me really

In 7th grade I was unfocused, unprepared, and childish. I didn’t know my grades would have an impact on my high school career. I thought everything that happened in middle school stayed in middle school so I focused on useless drama. I used to blame my C’s on bad teaching but now I realize I have no one else to blame but myself. I was the one coming to school unprepared to work not my teachers. Now I know all of my grades count. I have blossomed into a person I am proud of. This year I’ve made it my mission to actually pass not just get by. I now sit promptly in the front of the class and take notes. I focus on test scores and grades not drama that’s not even going to matter next week. I now know what’s important and what I should just leave

Throughout middle school and the beginning of high school I faced many challenges with my grades. These challenges made me grow and help shape who I am today. In my early teenage years I would view my school work not important. My perspective on priorities were all wrong. As I became older and matured I realized that. I realized school is the most important thing because my future depends on how I do. I realized if I want to go to a good college and have a successful career I have to work hard in school to get there. As high school went by my grades got better and I saw a better version of myself. My grades went from C’s and D’s to A’s and B’s in all my classes. I began to be attentive in class, and be productive and take notes. I did my school

Moving up a grade, there is more expected of you. My 7th grade year in English class once, there was a class discussion about the story that we had to read the night before. So while discussing the story, the teacher asked us to describe what the character in the story was feeling. She called on many different people and the answers they had me lost for words. I was very confused. It put me in a bad place in my mind. With me being the reason why I was lost made me feel even worse. There was a feeling that came over me, and it’s a feeling that I’ll never forget. I felt like I didn’t belong, like I was no longer intelligent. My self-esteem dropped over that one moment. I never wanted to ask for help because I felt like I was supposed to

Everything is an accurate representation of me as a student except for sophomore year. Sophomore year, my grades dipped do to an unfortunate event that took up lots of my time and focus. During sophomore year my parents were going through with a divorce that was both nasty and prolonged. It took up a lot of my emotional, physical, and mental efforts that year moving my focus from school to my home life. Hearing them argue and yell at each other all the time was incredibly taxing and moving between living with my father and my mother every week was something new. My head simply was not where it needed to be and I often stayed up late at night doing homework and often forgetting to turn in assignments. I spent most of my time away from homes

I was never a smart kid. I was in the special reading program in second and third grade, and barely passed fourth and fifth. In sixth grade, my first year of middle school, I failed history and English. I should've been held back, but my family's changing residential situation somehow prevented that fact from reaching my new middle school, and I was flung, unprepared into a new curriculum at a level I was completely unready for. Over the course of that horrible year I was tested several times to discover if I were dyslexic, I fought to make friends, and even more to keep up. Unfortunately, my struggles were in vain; I ended the year with a failing grade in every class, and a unanimous agreement from every one of my teachers that summer school would be a waste of time, I would be held back, to repeat the seventh grade. It was the principal of the school who referred my parents to the alternative school program.

It all started when I first realized school was about to start yet I knew my junior year was going to be the most important year. I had no motivation to go to school I wasn’t ready at all. My classes were great besides algebra 2 I never liked math at all. When I first entered my algebra class I knew from the start it was going to be a long year. Few weeks went by all I ever did in algebra was sleep or be on my phone I never really cared about the class because I thought there was too much to learn that I didn’t even want to learn anything. I never did my homework and in class work I was to lazy to do it but my teacher Ms. Suca knew that I had potential.

Once I started school I took a class similar to the one I took in elementary school. During the school year I still had trouble reading and would take extra time to learn the material. I oftentimes would get frustrated and struggled to get better grades. I would work just as hard to get the same grades as everyone else, and did not understand why I could not understand the material as well. Throughout middle school I never really made much progress; I would always fall behind and not get the grades that I thought I could get. Once I was in 8th grade I knew I needed to put forth my best effort to prepare myself for high school. When the year started, I began to work harder and started to see my grades improve. By the end of the year I was really making progress and felt ready to take on high

I have always struggled with school in every aspect. I was a C- student most of my school career. I did not know how to balance my time or how to even do well in school. I got my act together my sophomore year by staying after school mostly each day to get the topics we were learning. Now I am an honor roll student. Also, I have a lot of difficulties trying to understand and do math since I was in middle school. I went through a lot of special classes so I could get extra support. I am a senior now in a regular math class passing all my test and having an A+.

I really started to go and develop in the 7th grade. I started to take school seriously. Before the 7th grade, I did care about school but I wasn’t serious about it. I used to mess around with friends in class, do my work sloppy, and not taking time to study outside of school. When 7th grade started, I told myself that i gotta focus on my education because it will prep me for the following school years and develop good habits. During the year, I put school as a higher priority than other things like video games and sports. My grades were good except the one C grade I had in English class. Overall the next two years my grades were great, I had only A’s and B’s in my classes. Once I entered my sophomore year at Puyallup High School, my focus

Growing up, I had always been an excellent student and enjoyed going to school. However this changed, when my parents got a divorce when I was in 8th grade. The result was that my father abandonned and left my mother, my younger brother and I. My father was the source of income for my family, as my Mother is a stay at home mom, so when he left it runined us financially. It was so bad that for nearly three years while I was in high school, we never had our own home and were bouncing around living with different family friends for as long as we could before moving in with another group of family friends. My response to the divorce was to give up on school. I stopped trying and barely managed to pass 8th grade. My bad academic habits followed me to high school where I began to care even less and less about academics. My mother, brother and I moved right before the start of my freshman year. I went into highschool not knowing a single person. By chance, I made friends with the skater crowd.

The academic pressures my teachers in middle school were not present at this school. I was a part of the Scholars program, which allowed us to take AP Human Geography freshman year, and I thought it would be more of a challenge. Unfortunately, it was not. Still, the school’s environment is great. The teachers are very supportive and caring, and the community is social and tolerant. The only flaw is academics. I am a lazy person at heart, and since I was not forced to work hard, I ended up procrastinating my work. I knew it was bad to procrastinate, but I did it so well I decided to improve it. I was then able to do work that would take a regular student a day, finished in an hour with the same resulting grade. Since academics were already taken care of, and I had no desire to do much, I ended up not doing many extracurricular activities. During freshman year, life at home became harder. Since my sister was on her way to college, we had to start finding out how we would scrounge up the money to pay. Luckily, my dad has military benefits that helped my sister with tuition, but not the dorming. We were still piled up with bills from the house and insurance from our vehicles, it felt like everything was piling up. In the end, we slowly decreased the bills and costs of school by spreading them out. Everything became steady again and my sister went off to college. This event had helped me see that piling things up

I’ve always had trouble in school, my learning speed was slower than most. My friend could learn something in an hour, but it took me two days to learn the material. My elementary school thought I was just a bad student, acting out to get attention. In the ending of my elementary school they finally got the hint that something wasn’t right. My mom took me to the doctor and I was diagnosed with ADHD. I had a hard time focusing and I learn things slower. During my last year in my elementary school, a teacher told me I wouldn’t be anything in life. I believed it too, I didn’t think I would be anything good in life. When I graduated into the sixth grade I was bullied and I left the regular grade and joined the program where the students worked

Fourth grade, one of my most memorable school years of my life, it was there where I changed my study habits and made an important life decision. I stopped applying myself in school and I decided to never be like my mother, to never have a job that would take me away from my family. Elementary was the same as everyone, the best of times of my life, school wasn’t much of a bother, I had no worries and lunch was the best. When it was time for me to even start, my family moved twice that year , so when I actually started I went in with my brother and it was with him that I noticed a difference between his ability to learn and mine. He always struggled with school, but I always found school work easier and hardly ever had difficulty. I recall in first grade my teacher would read these series of books called Junie B. Jones and wow, how I was hooked, the whole class would beg her to read more and more. Once I went to second grade I, like other students would continue reading the Junie B. Jones series but little by little I noticed that fewer and fewer kids would read. I can’t be for certain if it was all the books I would read, but whenever I had a vocabulary test I would remember them and never had a quick review right before the quiz, the point is I was good at school and my teachers could tell. Call me a narcissist, but I loved teacher conference because my teachers would always talk so highly of me and I could’ve never help it a smile would always come across my face no