Personal Narrative: My SAT Tutoring Program

For example, when my grandmother was young, she used to dream about being surrounded by a loving family. She was an orphan. She often tells me stories about how she would lie awake at night dreaming about just that. Many kids in her orphanage used to tell her that none of them were ever going to have a life like that “Why would we?” they said, “can you not see not even our parents wanted us!” Despite all the harsh words, she kept on dreaming and overcame all her obstacles and has reached her goal. Even though your goals might seem impossible, if you dream big you might get just that.

Dreams, for some people rather then being significant events or goals to be reached in

Throughout my time at Chelan High School, I faced many challenges when it came to my homework and it took me nearly my whole high school career to realize how to fix it. The problem was how unmotivated and lazy I was when it came to have to complete my homework. Looking back at it now it seems that the solution was so simple, and it is frustrating that it took me so long to be able to self-motivate myself. It turns out that this responsibility was a habit of mind. This habit of mine helped me very effectively and completely changed how I went about doing all my school work and studying.

A few years ago I began to work extensively with the Nevada Childhood Cancer Foundation (NCCF), first as a tutor, then later as a liaison for my high school. From two years of one-on-one study sessions, alone in a classroom, I could fill a book with memoirs of families rocked by medical expenses that, without NCCF, threatened to bankrupt every person I met—children and adults sacrificing their prom, their college fund, their 401k, to the untrumpable cause of their son’s-daughter’s-brother’s-sister’s-niece’s-nephew’s-grandchild’s health. As a tutor, it was my job to help any student put before me to understand whatever had gone over their head in school; as a person, it was my job to let them cry for the first few minutes after the door of the classroom closed behind them when, for a moment, they didn’t have to bear the weight of so many worlds. It was my job to let them talk

Everyone has a dream. The dream is something that no one can take away from you. The dream is your world to make. You are the creator. Some dreams are very beautiful but not every dream can be accomplished.

Now let’s quickly close this protracted (slide rule scaled) essay by skipping over the gaping and barren caldera that is my Public School education, where I studiously avoided the pre-med Math and Science track - since I don’t plan on becoming a doctor or a mathematician, in favor of Castle’s (almost but not quite) nationally recognized Media Arts Program - since I do plan on pursuing the Arts, diving deep into the (Liberal) Arts and Languages - Pidgin, Spanish, French, English & Writing classes, to emulate the trail-blazing trajectory of my older (and similarly math-phobic) sister Maria, so like her I too might procure a Kenyon Film degree and secure my fame and fortune and everything that goes with it - I thank you all (and one day The Academy)

In life you always set dreams for yourself to accomplish.  You work hard every day to get one step closer to achieving that dream.   However, many people don't realize that dreams don't always turn out the way you imagine.  The outcome of your dream is unpredictable.

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?

Today, I went to Glenwood Leadership Academy before my scheduled tutoring time because I had got word that it was going to be cancelled. Therefore, I went during school hours to get my scheduled time in. It was interesting to go to the school whenever school was still in session because it was a completely different atmosphere. The second grade classroom I worked with had many students with IEP’s. It was interesting to see how the school day went. The teacher explained to me that she was absolutely drained from the class, but she never gave up. That is the kind of motivation I hope to one day have as a future educator. During the hour I was there, I got to go around the room and help the students with math. I also worked today with

I was in 7th grade and didn't know everything was about to change. My mother wanted to get a job and this meant she wouldn't be able to be my teacher anymore. My parents decided, after three years of homeschooling to send me to public school. This was so it would be easier for my mother to get a job and not have to deal with being our teacher as well, because that would be too stressful. I didn't know very many people and wasn't used to being with large amounts of people for long periods of time. Eventually, I got settled in and started to make friends.

When I worked as a tutor/mentor for City Year in the Bronx, New York, I was in charge of collecting my whole team’s data. Our data included hours spent tutoring, classes attended, and the number of tutoring sessions. Having the ability the use Excel’s formulas to total each corps member’s weekly progress was indispensible. I could organize each person’s statistics on a different worksheet and still have every corps member on the same workbook. With Word, I would have had to create a different document for each corps member. And this would have increased my data input time substantially. Additionally, the organized structure of each cell on an Excel workbook made the aesthetics better for my teammates. Also, had I known about the Fill Handle

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

As a young child, I was timid towards participating in class activities, and I would not seek help if I was struggling because I was terrified of judgement from both my teacher and my peers. I was so insecure about myself, that I became obsessed with the idea that I was obligated to complete any task anyone gave me because I was a burden on them and their life. I would go out of my way to help someone on their homework to my own grade’s deficit, or I would knowingly place myself into the middle of social drama I was not involved in simply because I could not say no. This eventually resulted in me becoming both emotionally and physically exasperated. I began to isolate myself from both friends and family. This way, I could not be held accountable for

Things really came around for me when I realized during the beginning of my junior year that my grades weren’t where I wanted them to be, so I made a conscious decision to be a better version of myself. I stopped being indifferent about school and put the same amount of effort I applied in sports to my everyday studies. Constantly improving my test and quiz scores just like my shooting percentage in basketball and my batting average in baseball. I took the same lesson my mom taught me and applied it to where it matters the most, in school.

I was born in the Caribbean not until I was nine years old that I move to the USA. Growing up in the US was not easy for me, because having to learn English was so hard that at time make me regret my mom did that to e but i found a way to make it easy for me when I surrounded myself with friend that did not speak my language for me learn it faster way to learn because for me to communicate back to them i have to try my best,I felt left out being unable to understand what the teacher was saying I and the fun the kids was having was not the type of game I’m used to was hard but I learned faster that way because I motivate myself to be able to learn fast enough to be able to participate with my class in their activities.