Personal Narrative: My Success In School

The progression of my education goals are as follows: My short term educational goal is to accepted as a nursing student here at York Technical College. My next goal will be to graduate from the nursing program as a Registered Nurse.

One reason I struggled in high school was because of hanging out with the wrong group of friends. When I was a freshman I had many “friends” (as many do when they first start high school.) By the time I was a senior I had two friends out of the whole group of friends I started with my freshman year. Hanging out with bad influences not only got me into drugs but got me into thinking it was okay to come home 3 nights out of the week at 2 am, when my curfew was at 11 pm. At that point in my life I was dealing with my mother’s sickness alone and feeling like I would never be good enough for anyone. I went to the drugs and told myself that I was “forgetting” everything. Sadly I didn’t figure out how bad I was ruining my high school years until I

I’ve always known I was relatively good at school. It was either that, or the constant yelling of my Mom, “ You are so smart,” every time I did anything that took a tiny bit of skill. School wasn’t too fun, but I knew it was important. It wasn’t too hard either, all you had to was appear and do your best, which made it super easy. This meant that I didn’t have to try too hard, and because of that I never did, with the exception of writing, I wasn’t very good at writing during the time.

By knowing more about myself and how I learn I am better able to create SMART goal. I have a better understanding of myself rather than how I vague idea on my traits and learning styles. These learning styles and traits will help me advance in my education and eventually in my career because I will use them I order to achieve my goals. I can use my sensory and sequential learning styles to study for tests and quizzes. I can build relationships with people in the classroom as well as with my teacher so that I will be comfortable asking for help from

Going back to middle school, everything was easy, from balancing a social life and school life, to testing and preparing for my future education in high school. I had time to manage my success in school and still have time to go out every day at five o’clock to ride my bike and go to the local elementary school down the street to play games like hide-n-seek and freeze tag with all the neighborhood kids. I remember going out with my brothers and sisters to the park down the street to play groudsies, a game where you have to close your eyes while everyone else is on the playground set and whenever you thought someone was on the ground you would have to yell “GROUNDSIES!”, and I was it and my brother was supposed to tell me before I ran into something

During high school, I feel that I’ve grown a lot as a person. Even though I still have a significant amount of growth left to do in college, my family, religion, community, and the various experiences I’ve had in high school have allowed me to mature and become a more enlightened person.

In all of the years of schooling and of life I have been through enough to say that I adapt extremely well. When I started school I had it easy, with a functioning and supporting family and living in a decent neighborhood. My life was like this until 5th grade which is when my mom had what we called “Troubles” when actuality it was paranoid schizophrenia. DUring this time my teacher at the time was someone who would soon be fired for neglect of teaching and unfair grading. After I survived that year due to the schools tests grading that she couldn’t tamper with my mother’s illness was still what I had to come home too. At times she seemed normal and I wanted to get close again but when I tried this she started to get mad about the “figures” that we didn’t see.

I have always been a good student, always getting good grades and never really getting in trouble at school. My parents always told my brother and I that we are completely different in a lot of ways when I was younger. Now, I am 13 years old andIam just your average, awkward, introverted band kid you would expect. I am just sitting in my room on my bed with my desk right next to me, my closet right next to that, and my door at the end of my bed. Lately, my parents had been bugging my brother to turn things in and try a little harder in class because, apparently, he wasn’t doing so well. It was a cold winter evening; it was so cold it felt like -1000 degrees outside. Ihave a Michigan State sweatshirt on with my blue comforter over my criss-crossed

I started school when I was five years old. I went to kindergarten – third grade at Ida Greene Lower Elementary School. I attended O.M.McNair Upper Elementary School fourth – sixth grade. My seventh and eighth grade year I was enrolled at Humphreys County Junior High School. While enrolled in junior high, I experienced my first one day suspension for skipping class and being on the high school end. My friend and I attempted to write a false excuse along with forwarding a teacher’s signature, but that failed. Yes, I received a punishment from my mother and it was not a GOOD punishment!! In addition, ninth – twelfth grade I attended Humphreys County High School where I graduated with the dynamic class of 2014. I graduated with honors also.

As I look back on my own personal educational journey very little comes to mind. Unfortunately, even learning to read, a milestone for many children cannot be recalled. I remember a bit about junior high and more about high school but the earlier years of all the important “firsts” such as reading and writing remains cloudy. I keep hoping that one day something will jog my memory and those years will come back to me like they happened yesterday, but for now I will stick to what I do know.

Lilly did not come to see me this morning. She has one missing assignment and one test to take for me. I have told Lilly that she must come and see me for the missing assignment, so that I can help her with it. She has been reminded through face to face conversations and through email.

Stepping foot into that gym for the first time was the hardest thing I ever faced, not physically, mentally. In high school, I was physically and mentally strong. I could conquer any lift that I was instructed to do and I could mentally come back after a bad shot in golf or a strike out in softball. I found success in high school in being strong, fit, and healthy. Then my first year of college came in swinging, and it knocked me down the first couple weeks. However, I was not mentally tough. I did not like lifting weights anymore, because what if someone was watching me or they were judging me. I became very insecure. I had to work hard and fight myself most days in the gym, but fighting myself made me stronger. Fighting myself made me work

Everyone had their own educational journeys before they attend their dream colleges. They have gained experiences to prepare for college, and they can adapt to college environment well. I did enjoy my time at elementary school, junior high school, and high school as well. I have gained some experiences by studying from low to high school levels, and I know these experiences are valuable.

“Mike, give us an inspirational quote,” I yelled over the grumbling bus engine as we sped down the highway.

I remember the day just like it was yesterday, I was wearing my favorite pair of jeans with my brand new purple shirt. The sky was a perfect blue and the sun was shining through the classroom as I taught my students the difference between adverbs and verbs. It seemed like a normal day, but right in the middle of a sentence, a woman I had seen a few times barged into the classroom. Just by the look of her face, I could tell something was wrong.