Personal Narrative: Fast-Paced Alternative To Math And Science Classes

I couldn’t adjust to the way I was being taught. The techniques the teachers were using couldn’t grab my attention. I did not notice any major academic improvements until the 5th grade. Before the school year started, my mom had a talk to with me about the significance of an education in life. She said,” Work hard, and make sacrifices now; to live life the way you want to in the future.” I took her advice, and I ran with it. That school year was one I can still remember till this day. I collected an honor roll certificate every marking period. I was selected as “Star Student of the Month”, which was an honor. I got selected as a winner out of 11 schools,including middle schools too. I realized that people were taking note of my efforts, and I loved the rewards that it brought forth. It was truly a fairytale ending for my grade school days.The experience motivated me to become even more studious, so I could be rewarded with the greater things life had to

My precalculus class was a place where not only math lessons took place, but life lessons as well. The math course I was taking for my junior year consisted of learning algebra 2 in the first semester and pre-calc in the second. Math had always been smooth sailing for me during grammar school and the first two years of high school. I rarely felt thet need to study for math and still passed my tests and quizzes. That was the case unil second semester came along. My smooth sailing math boat hit an iceberg just like the titanic. I had done poorly on a math quiz. At that moment I realized that you only out what you put in. Precalculus was not as easy as I thought it was going to be. I aget m actually glad that I did not do so well on that quiz

We should be aware of how fortunate we are to be in an environment where we can gain knowledge and demonstrate performance while challenging ourselves. Eager to learn, I completed two science courses in the first year of high school. Then, continuing to strive for academic excellence, I enrolled in honors and advanced placement courses, as well as college classes. Ultimately, attending high school teaches the lesson that education is beyond grades; it is about developing character, and

I’ve realized that the work in class and outside of class is both challenging and plentiful, especially in Biology111 and my DMA Maths. Its quite difference from high school, where maybe I’d have to turn in something once a week. I had free food and transportation which is something I’ve completely over looked all of these years and even with these useful objects I had, I really didn 't learn much. I know a bit about the holocaust, because it was taught each year in English class, but we did very minimal writing and of course we sometimes had journals but they weren 't grammatically correct. History was like we had to live the same day over and over again just to pass a weekly quiz. I had to scribble so many words on a piece of paper that it soon turned into art class. Actually a lot of my classes turned into art class and I got pretty good at drawing.

With so much of my focus set on finding new friends, I never really thought about the academic side of school. In elementary school, I was always smart enough to never have to do anything, which as you can imagine set up fantastic studying skills. 6th grade was easy enough, but seventh grade my grades were blighted. Learning these skills was very difficult, and in fact didn't happen until way later at the end of my middle school career. I had to work very hard to maintain the A average I was used

I find myself reading this short paragraph over and over(above). My topic sentence makes me happy and proud. Going back to school was the best thing I have done. I chose to talk about going back to school to the “future employer” because it shows I am motivated as well as dedicated. This class has brought a lot to my attention. The mannerism that is expected in the “business world” is to speak and write well. It is extremely important to know how to write (type) a meaning full and proper paper whether it is for school or work. I have noticed a great impact in my vocabulary and writing skills. My boss told me on Monday he is impressed with the new docs I typed up for our new clients (with no help from him). I was not excited about this class

As the famous Eleanor Roosevelt Once said, “You must do the thing you think you cannot do.” This is very true to my story. When I was little I thought that I would always go to my charter school, LCCS until I graduated to high school. I never thought that I would change schools, that thought never entered my mind until I heard about the Advanced Enrichment Program. Then all my visions of what it would be like to stay at LCCS were thrown out the window and I transferred all my effort into preparing to take the test to get in. This the story of how I tried my best to get in, even though I thought I couldn’t do it.

I’ve realized that the work in class and outside of class is both challenging and plentiful, especially in Biology111 and my DMA maths. It’s quite different from high school, where maybe I’d have to turn in something once a week. Back then I had free food and transportation, which is something I’ve completely overlooked all of these years, and even with these useful objects I had, I really didn 't learn much. I know a bit about the holocaust, because it was taught each year in English class, but we did very minimal writing; and of course we sometimes had journals but they weren 't needed to be grammatically correct. History was like we had to live the same day over and over again just to pass a weekly quiz. I had to scribble so many words on a piece of paper that it soon turned into art class. Actually a lot of my classes turned into art class and I got pretty good at drawing.

What well in your classes? What did you need to do differently? What is your plan for success this semester? In this class, what will you need to do to be successful?

I loved going to school. But when I started third grade all of that changed. As I came home one afternoon I walk into an awkwardly silent room. My mom sat there on the couch. She patted the couch and told me to sit down. After I sat down she explained to me that my teacher had called and informed her that I would need to be tutored because I just wasn't learning as fast as the other kids in my class. I was devastated. Every Tuesday and Thursday I would stay after school in a dull, plain room with another teacher. On that Tuesday I watched out the window as all my friends were able to go into the perfect weather and start their bus ride home. My tutor ,who was a fourth grade teacher at my school, walked in with joy, excitement and eagerness. Every Tuesday and Thursday she’d help me improve. In just a short

My Catholic high school tried to expel me when I came out. It all started junior year when one of my classmates asked me if I was a lesbian. No one had actually ever asked me before, so I saw it as the perfect opportunity to finally get it off my chest. Of course there was scandal because it was high school and I was the first person in my grade to come out. A few people approached me with reverence, they thought what I had done was courageous. When the hype and gossip died down is when things took a turn for the worse.

Iv noticed that my peers and myself have nowhere to blow off steam or socialize with each other. I feel it would do my peers and myself some good to have somewhere to go to socialize and blow off steam.

Being the oldest of four children, it was always hard me to learn things fast. My parents weren’t able to help me with schoolwork because they both dropped out of school at a very young age. As I entered high school, I was terrified of all the hard classes I would be taking. Although I am not the best in every subject, a topic in which I have excelled in is Mathematics.

In junior High School, things started to turn around for me. Although I was still placed in lower level classes, I developed a love for learning. In the years to come from Junior High to High School, I had a strong urge to make up for lost time. One class I started to excel in was the one I used to have the most trouble with, Mathematics. It seemed as though the once boring and complex equations now seemed meaningful and simple. As I progressed into 8th grade, I was able to advance to normal classes. I felt that the hard work I put in was finally paying of. At this point, I felt that I could handle a higher level. At the end of 8th grade, I took the necessary procedures and tests to try and get into honor - level courses in 9th grade. After taking a summer course of Algebra 1 and several tests I was able to succeed and take the classes. The experience was great. I felt that I was finally going the right direction