Personal Narrative: My Experience With Failure In High School

Going through high school the days were all the same, except for game days. There was just something different about the culture of the school. You could almost feel the excitement in the air. Every “Good luck tonight,” that was received made it feel like the whole school was rooting for me. This was my senior year and tonight was an especially big game. The game that night would decide if we made playoffs and if I could step on the court as a Hawk again.

At the beginning of this journey, I was forced to take on responsibilities that were alien to me, and to succeed in unfamiliar situations. Similarly, college taught me the importance of balance and a routine in life, and how it can ultimately lead to future success. I also learned that life is oftentimes unpredictable, and that the way I handle these uncertainties determines my capabilities as a person. Even though it may seem that there is no room for error in life, in reality, failure is a major part of life, whether we chose to admit it or not. In reality, mistakes are inseparable parts of the human experience, as well as sources both of learning and enlightenment. As a whole, my first year of college has taught me that as difficult as life may be, with perseverance, I am able to accomplish more than I ever thought was

There are problem in everybody’s life that was difficult to deal with. The lesson that I learned because of my failure was something that could change everything that is now part of my life. The lesson that changed my life happened at the end of 8th grade. The idea of almost failing 8th and not making it to high school changed my perspective about school. If I were to fail that grade, I would never be at the point that I am today in my junior year of high school.

I showed resilience during my high school year was when I was in tenth grade. I had decided to take a couple more honors classes than what I was used to. I joined the yearbook committee as an extracurricular activity. My grandma got knee replacement surgery and I helped her recover when she got home, I also kept the house in order so that way she wouldn’t have to worry about cleaning anything. The year was extremely difficult because I had to keep up with honors chemistry, geometry, and digital design. That was the first year I had to get extra help in those classes during lunch and after school. Another challenge was that I participated in the yearbook committee. I had to acquire pictures from different events around the school and help fundraise.

Have you ever wanted to quit? Give up? Or just lay in your bed, eat Ben and Jerry’s Cherry Garcia ice cream, and cry forever? I have, and it wasn't a fun experience. But, I learned that you should just find something you love, and stick with it.

The last semester was really good because some classes were fun but the other classes were okay because it was really boring.The classes that I am doing really good is all my classes but biology and cultural geography class because I didn't do my work in class because I really didn't care about my grade but now I do my work because it is important because if I don't pass the classes I am going to fail in my classes because if I don't work I am not going to be promoted.I am doing my work and doing homework because I really care now but I know I made a mistake when I started school because I didn't do any of the homework or work in class I would get distracted easily.I am most proud that I got my grades up and I have a 2.00 gpa because I have

Prior to high school, I had done well in school, but did not drive myself to . Towards the end of my eighth grade year, I had attended my brother’s award banquet and noticed that there were students winning almost every award and were recognized for being at the top of their class. At that moment I decided that I wanted to be like the students who did well, but I knew that there was a large amount of effort required. Once I entered high school, I greatly increased the effort that I put into my classes. I spent more time studying, consulting teachers, and completing assignments, all while balancing sports and other extracurricular activities. My grades had drastically improved and I knew that I had succeeded, but I wanted to achieve more. Through my sophomore and junior years, I pushed myself in harder classes, became an officer in many of my activities, and increased my involvement with new activities. Presently, I am well known by my community and school for my academic achievement and service through leadership. This chain of events has increased my work ethic, responsibility, and drive for greatness. Moreover, this experience has allowed me to develop into the devoted, confident, and disciplined person I am

During the end of my 1st semester of sophomore year, I felt as if everything was falling apart. It was my low point throughout my high school career, and I just received my grades for the current quarter of classes. I will be honest; it was a whopping grade point average of about 2.6. Once, I saw this. I did not lose it as much as others would have. Instead, I looked at this and said to myself, “what can I do differently moving forward.” The second semester started, and I know I had to do better whatever the challenges that I face this time around: and so I did. I was able to

My freshman year of highschool I came to a turning point when my goals for the future outweighed my negative mindset. In the first weeks of my freshman year, I choose to use the failure I experienced so providentially in my past to motivate me throughout my following high school years. I started

In high school, I was a bad kid. I didnt do drugs or drink beer, but I was bad. School wasnt a priority of mine during my junior year, and I failed all of my classes except weight training, ceramics, and jewelry. I lived for the bell at the end of the day. This was the first year that I drove, and I did it a lot. I had an old baby blue Chevrolet pickup that could fly like the wind. I met a lot of people, and gained some good friends.

This year, I’m going for the gold. Rather than sitting still waiting for opportunities to come to me, I came to the conclusion that to get the most out of my high school experience, I’d have to chase my dreams. Growing up as a first generation American, I’ve always felt as if I was the “monkey in the middle”, too African to be American, and too American to be African. There have been many times in my life in which I have been taunted and discriminated against for my heritage and at one point in my life, I was ashamed of who I was. All I saw on the television and in magazines were girls with skin lighter than mine and hair that was looser as well. It was a dark time for me and I would never want anyone to experience the things I went through.

I came to IUN for a new beginning. For a chance to redeem my failures in high school. For a chance to prove to myself and others my potential. In high school I was never really an honor student, even though my test scores suggested otherwise. I outscored students across the nation in many standardized tests and my writing and communication skills are quite exceptional. I applied to many universities and I got accepted to a good majority of them, but without a GPA to match I could not qualify for scholarships. As a result I had to stay home for college because both of my parents are currently in college and just could not afford to pay out of pocket for my education.

I’ve always tried to be the best at what I do but I fail a lot. I’ve had issues like everyone else but wasn’t really affected academically. I was and still am encouraged everyday by both of my parents to do better in school and to always give it my all. I would like to believe that I’m a very smart person but I know that I’m very lazy as well. I have always had a problem with laziness, distraction, time management, and focusing. Those have been obstacles in both my personal and academic life that have kept me from being one of the top students in my class. I am in between in the class rankings. I have lived in my neighborhood for about 15 years and in the past two years, I haven’t hung out with my childhood friends because of AP classes I took my sophomore and junior year. I fail but I refuse to fail without challenging myself.

She was running, running really fast she couldn't stop herself. Fear started to over take her as she drew closer and closer to the edge of the cliff, she tried and tried to stop her legs from moving  but nothing worked instead she gained more speed. Closer and closer to the edge of the cliff  she came, she closed her eyes as she felt her self jump and start to fall. Her back was then engulfed with pain as great big wings grew form her back. The pain only lasted a couple of seconds, as she slowly opened her eyes, instead of falling she started flying. The wings seemed to sparkle and glow in the starry sky, she flew up and down testing the limits of the new and wonderful feeling of the wings attached to her back. A bright flash of light came

"What is the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable?"(John Green).  Failure was a result of my experiences as I first embarked upon the journey of four years that have helped define me as the person I am today with a profound apathetic philosophy about how I chose to spend my time in my classes as well as outside.  My indolent efforts led to poor grades along with failure in my schoolwork and a portrayal of little regards to fixing it as a freshman.  Along with this, I had chosen to put no effort into attending college the main priority of furthering my education.  Alternatively, I would have preferably spent my time partying with so-called "friends" who looking back at the time, were not really the best influences