Personal Narrative: My Experience Of Tutoring

Over the past eighteen years I have been alive, there have not been any real challenges I have faced in my pursuit of education. I come from a family of immigrants that managed to find themselves a good life, away from the ghetto and the poverty line, through hard work. Both my parents had to move to a place away from everything they knew to learn English as a second language to give their children, myself included, a better chance at life, and I can gladly say their effort was not in vain. If there was one thing I struggled with in pursuit of my education, it would have to be myself.

Our tutoring program is a big success as it pairs NHS members with students who are struggling in certain subject areas. As scholarship is another pillar of NHS, our members take their schoolwork very seriously and they are some of the brightest students in their classes. This tutoring program allows them to give back to our Holmdel High School community by imparting some of their knowledge to struggling students. Their service and time does not go unnoticed as they often have to give up their free time during study hall, lunch, or even after school. One of my fondest memories while being a tutor was when I had to help a younger student study for an Algebra test. I was a bit nervous before our session that I wouldn’t be able to help her understand the subject matter, but we went through her review packet question by question and to my relief I was able to explain the material to her with ease and give her advice on how to solve them, as well as testing tips and strategies that she could use. After our session was over I was glad I was able to help her, but really didn’t think anything of it. I had kind of forgot about our tutoring session when two weeks later, the girl I tutored came up to me with a huge smile on her face telling me she got a 100 on her test and told me she couldn’t have done it without

Detroit. A few years ago, I only saw a skeleton of a city, afflicted with crime and hunger. It took a hero to transform my view, someone who would put aside their hesitation for the benefit of others and understand people regardless of their differences. My mother tutors children in inner-city Detroit. I am also her student. Through her insight and passion, I have learned to love many different parts of Michigan, and – more importantly – understand and respect all of its residents.

I managed to fail a few of my test due to failing to study the day before. My teacher where outraged and kept me for tutoring to try and bring my grades up. That was a tough time for me back then since I was always bullied at school. I was so ashamed in myself that set a goal to get commended in one of my 5th grade STAAR test. I began to focus more on subjects I was most confused in such as math. I came to every day tutoring was held, and I managed to arrive early in the morning to work on homework that was due late. Weeks and weeks of doing homework and sleep deprivation only managed to get me to a 70-82 in the weekly tests given during the time. I soon began

One morning, I woke up and got an email saying I was going to be a teacher at Crawford Middle School, so I got ready and drove to the middle school. When I got there I went to the office and got assigned to the seventh grade science class. At first I was nervous because I had nothing at all planned for class. As I walked in all eyes turned toward me. I introduced myself and started to become less nervous.

One of my greatest experiences at Marquette University High School has been tutoring children at Milwaukee College Prep for the past three years. These children have made me realize how fortunate I am to have received the opportunities I have been given.

Tutoring help me by improving my grades . I started going to torturing when I was in second grade. Second grade was hard me because I didn’t do my math ,english,science homework and I was repeating the second grade which was harder because the work was different from my old school. Also,the work was difficult to keep up with , so I told my mom if she can sign me up for tutoring. It took her two - three weeks to find me a tutoring club. which it help me in life.

Later that day, after the worst day of school ever was over, Isabella climbed into her car and headed to the coffee shop. She ordered her coffee and so did Samantha. The two girls then went and sat down.

Starting in October, and continuing until March, I completed over ten hours of service to those in need. In late October, I participated in the fall festival by “scaring” younger children who went on the hayride. Later, in February, some of my friends and I played bingo with the elderly at Sunrise. In February, as well, I visited my great grandpa, who I rarely see, with my dad and spent time with him. As I began to notice that my neighborhood was becoming dirty, in March, I spent about an hour picking up trash in, and around, my neighborhood. Since the beginning of the year, every Tuesday at lunch, I helped a fourth grader with reviewing what they were currently learning, otherwise known as peer tutoring. Through my actions, I helped others

Over the summer, I was forced to do something I never imagined. I had to take a one-month SAT tutoring program. I was very disinterested and unhappy with the decision my parents forced me into. Generally, I believe that these tutoring programs are a waste of time and money. I was completely wrong. My results were in, and I did exceptionally well. That allowed me to get a full scholarship to the college I always wanted to attend. Who knew such a small decision will have such a great outcome, small things do really come in big packages. In my case, it was that, if I marry a mountain girl, I get the entire mountain.

This is my 6th year at Mckeel Academy! I am certified in math 5-9, Social Sciences 6-12, k-6 Elementary, Middle Grades Integrated, and K-12 Art. I graduated from USF with a degree in Interdisciplinary Social Sciences. I've had the pleasure of interacting with Trynelle throughout every year of her high school career. During her freshman year, I taught her Algebra 1 Honors and the years following she returned to be my Teacher's Assistant as well as take my Creative Photography course in her junior year.

I noticed how intimated they were by me, and I said, “What’s the problem guys? I’m not going to bite, please feel free to ask me any question.” After I told them not be scared, they began to open up and started to ask questions. As I helped them understand the lesson that Ms. Punj had taught the day before, I noticed that one of them was quite unconfident with his abilities. When I asked him how he had come up with the answer, he giggled and said, “I don’t know?” I could see that he was unconfident about his competency in math. As a peer tutor, I believe I can also provide confidence and motivation to galvanize the student. So, I told him to believe in his abilities and always feel capable that he is doing the question the correct way. To conclude, my peer tutoring class is an excellent and welcoming class. From the moment I stepped in, I knew that this was the right class to peer tutor. There are many students who are always engaged in the lesson and are fully competent. However, there are some students who need some help in order for them to achieve success, and I believe that it is my job to help bring them to their full

I remember feeling perplexed as early as the second grade as to why my desk always had to be in the back of the classroom, why my knees always hit the bottom of its cold, metal frame, and why it was always my job to get the class notebooks from the top shelf of the bookcase. Still, to this day, I do not remember ever signing up for the position of classroom assistant nor do I remember an election taking place, it was simply my allotted task. I also never understood why the cute outfits from Zellers and Old Navy never fit me. Was it really that hard to make longer clothes? Dresses magically transformed into shirts, pants into shorts, and skirts, well that was just out of the question.

When I finally met a tutor I could immediately tell she was trying to rush me out the door. She was trying to get through as many people as if she was in an assembly line. I told her I just needed her to proofread my three page paper. She then loudly sighed and made it bluntly clear that she wasn’t going to read the whole thing. She continued to say that I should only point out specific examples that I thought were errors so she can get through tutoring faster. I responded that I did not know where I had errors that’s why I came to see a tutor in the first place. I could tell she didn’t like me talking back to her, and this made matters even more awkward and frustrating. She was impatient and ignored my comment and hurried me to find errors.

In high school, I had a teacher who went above and beyond what was asked of her for four years. Having to teach a class of 10 girls and no boys for four years came with some challenges. The main one being having to deal with the drama that comes with teenage girls. After one particularly dramatic day in which one girl threatened to tell another girl’s secret, my teacher decided that it was time for her to do something. She had us all write down one positive thing about all of the other girls in the room. After that she had each girl stand up and read all of the positive things that her fellow classmates had said about her.