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

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.

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.

Whenever I first began middle school, I was well aware of the new and divergent obstacles I would come across. The classes would become more advanced, teachers more strict, and lunches more disgusting. During my 6th-grade year, this change became clear. As my homework was piling up, so was my stress. Balancing school, sports, and family time had never been an unchallenging task, but I never have and never will let that be the reason for my grades to drop. The immense amount of effort I put into school is one consistent quality I possess that will never disintegrate, as opposed to what one teacher said.

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

Throughout my education I excelled in every subject, until I entered high school. I began to take more rigorous courses and my grades began to drop. The coursework was a dozen times harder than any other courses I’ve ever taken and I struggled greatly. Instead of taking one AP course my junior year, I took three: English Literature, Physics 1, and Psychology.

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.

Since grade 7, I have been in an academically competitive school. I was immediately thrust into an environment of intense learning. My early years were primarily of struggle. However, after a junior high of strenuous work to keep up with my academically brilliant peers, I entered high school with the confidence to challenge myself.

It was the beginning of my freshman year and I did not know how to help prepare for my future. When I found out about this assignment we had to do for our Learning Community class I know I needed to start attending events on campus to just get this paper over with. I heard about the Business Tri-Rush and I thought it would be a good event to go to and write about. The talk about Tri-Rush was insane. I heard people talking about it from almost everywhere in Copeland. There were always people in Copeland sitting behind tables advertising the event and there was even a geo-filter on snap chat of this. My best friend is also in a Business Fraternity here and only has good things to talk about.

Luckily, when I got to second grade they offered a blended class for second and third graders; this gave me my opportunity to thrive in school. In my blended class, I started to exceed again; I was able to work in a classroom with students at my same level. I looked forward to and enjoyed going to school again. The class was set up for advanced readers to read independently. I loved being able to read books at my own level, and being able to analyze what I had

Ever since elementary school, academic success has come very easily to me; I breezed through first through eighth grades, gathering a multitude of All A Honor Roll Awards. In ninth grade, I began to have larger amounts of homework and had little time especially while juggling Lincoln Douglas Debate on top of it all.

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.

Once a week in elementary school, I was sent to a small classroom on the other side of the building, accompanied by a handful of my peers. The first time that this happened, I panicked and thought that I was in trouble. I soon found out that instead of being disciplined, I was beginning a Gifted course. This class was specially designed for students, like me, who needed a more engaging classroom environment. We took part in reading books at a higher reading level and doing special research projects. Now, I realize that that Gifted class was the beginning of my more advanced schooling that would continue all through my academic career.

Subtraction, multiplication, addition, division, variable, exponents, and graphs, so many lessons, numbers, terms, and ideas swirling in my head. Mrs. Turner is currently my 8th grade math teacher. She gives homework, grades papers and gives test; like any other teacher, but somehow it is different. A lot people say math is boring and hard, but Mrs. Turner always adds something special to the class that just makes it a little brighter. This class is one of my favorites because it’s not always just a bunch of work in her class. For tests, we do review games, extra credit, and she even allows us to come during lunch and many other things. Slam! Swoosh! Clank! Most people would let a basketball game come to mind when they hear those sounds, but

For starters, I expected this class to be really easy. I expected an easy A. I thought that because I was already a good writer I wouldn't need to try as hard. Fortunately, the difficulty level wasn't too harsh but not nearly as easy as I thought it would be. So this semester wasn't a complete breeze.

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