I have always played the same three sports in elementary school, baseball, soccer and basketball but the summer before 7th grade I wanted the try something new and play football but because I didn't know much about it I was having a hard time deciding if I was going to play or not. But When football season came around i signed up.
My AP Physics C classroom is filled with whiteboards. You can start writing a problem on one board, circle around the room, and find the answer right next to where you started. With a small class of just eight students, application of physics and calculus to real world scenarios is gripping. I remember contemplating during the MLB World Series fervor how long batters had to react to a pitch. My physics class and I were intrigued. We all grabbed Expo Markers and began solving for velocity, acceleration, impulse, all the while keeping in mind cross-sectional area of the ball, the stride of the pitcher, and other minor variables. I modified the problem by asking the class to use Aroldis Chapman (the fastest pitcher) as the pitcher. We spent hours
As a seventh grader, I was extremely timid towards participating in class discussions or activities, and I would never seek help due to my incapacitating fear of judgement. I worried my teachers and peers would view me as unintelligent or incapable because I did not understand the information we were learning. This fear of judgement eventually transferred into my social life, and I became submissive and felt inclined to do whatever my peers instructed me to. For example, I would willingly help someone with a project or homework despite the fact that my own grades may suffer by doing so. This willingness to place the needs and wellbeing of my peers above my own ultimately led me to emotional and physical exasperation. I began to isolate myself
Well in seventh grade was a little hectic for me but I got through it. Emily hadn't moved yet. I mostly hung out with Mikayla, Emily, and who ever stood by the library. I didn't really get the hang out high school til around ninth grade. I don't really even remember most of my classes before ninth grade. I remember sitting by the library in any weather unless the teachers made us go inside the building. Our whole group stood there, there was some I hadn't really talked to yet but I soon became friends with everyone over there. Most of the people I met when I first came to Junior high are now graduated. Ninth grade started Emily had moved. I still hung out with Mikayla though. Then my brother introduced me to this girl named Brianna we hung
Fast forward to the track state meet eighth grade year. As I said before success can be a really tough thing to handle. I had gone through an up and down phase after cross country season ended. I didn’t go to practice, I started to not care as much about school and I was acting the completely opposite of the person I was before. After the upset at the state meet, I just didn’t seem to care anymore. I just focused on getting by the rest of the school year but it just didn’t work. My coaches convinced me to keep going they brought me in and had a talk with me. I still remember that day with my coach, Coach H. He was a really important person to me and had grown on me so much. He cared about his athletes like they were his own children. I sat
I am a first grade Dual Language Spanish teacher in an urban district in the state of Connecticut. I teach Language Arts, Math, Science and Social studies in Spanish to my 23 homeroom students, 10 boys and 13 girls, and teach Spanish as a second language to 24 students that are in my Dual Language English partner’s classroom. In my homeroom more than half of the students are English Language Learners, and for many of them this is their first year in an American school. I also have 5 students with special needs. In my Spanish as a second language class I have English Language Learners, but there are no students with special needs.
At LAST, thank God I am a senior! My 9th-11th grade years were very tough and unsuccessful for me. I was tested in many ways and felt as if I was failing tremendously, I didn’t think there was much hope for me. So I decided that I was going to make the change I wanted to see, my mindset entering the 12th grade was to focus on nothing but the things that benefited me best and I’ve done just that. High School had plenty highs and many more lows, but I must admit senior year was the best year of all.
In 8th grade I was finally able to accept myself for I am and to tell my parents and some other family members that I am bisexual. People say that there’s no such thing as being attracted to both genders and that was the thing that ultimately scared me because I thought something was seriously wrong with me. I never could accept the fact that I like the same gender and it made me hate myself. I tried to go to church and force myself to change but nothing seemed to work, nothing ever changed.
One incident that frequently happened to me was teamwork in projects. In teams, there are always people who are unwilling to do their proposed work and would rather rely on friends to do it for them. In my case, it was mostly me doing most of the work. Granted the fact that I was good worker, I was not that good in the teamwork department. Maybe it has to do with me and not my friends but I found them to be uncooperative most of the times. In the email and planning of SG50 event, I would appoint them roles such as editing as well as proof checking. Since English was not my forte, I could rely on my teammates to check the English structure for me. In those two assignments, my team kept playing games and not concentrating on the assignment. Even
Throughout elementary school, 4th grade - 6th grade was a very eventful one. I was a troubled kid through these years, I was constantly getting written up or getting a punishment. I actually don’t know how I passed, I was always being smart to the the teacher or talking while the teacher was talking. I got plenty of Saturday schools, which is where you have to come to school early Saturday morning and stay for several hours. Eventually, I got my first suspension in 5th grade in Mis.Hammer’s class. I always remembering seeing the older kids that were a grade ahead, I knew a lot of them from the park I lived in. I remember being in Ms.Cholkas art class. We were working on our artwork, and the class was always loud and somewhat chaotic (that happens when you mix paint and little kids).
It's been six months since I first started my freshman biology course. It's definitely been a learning experience to say the least. As it had been up to this point in my life, I expected everything to come easy when I started this course. Now that I look at it, the topics were actually not hard at all, the problem was the way I viewed the material. Learning through memorization didn't help me when I was given a scenario and asked to identify what's happening. What made the material “hard” was that I knew what was happening but I couldn't explain why it was happening . To date, photosynthesis and cellular respiration are my favorite chapters since they made me realize the intense complexity of such vital processes. Over the first six months,
Continuing on from 7th grade, 8th-grade year was definitely the hardship for me because I kept someone in my life that didn’t deserve to be there. She started taking advantage of my good heart. She would boss me around making me do everything for her. At that time I didn't think anything of it because I thought I’m friends with a high schooler. She forced me to start lying to my parents about things that I didn’t want to do. When she wanted to hang out with guys they were always older and creepy. We usually didn’t know by the end of the night how we were getting home. While she was doing bad things I would just sit and go off by myself because I didn’t do those things. She has left me in the middle of some random place with no ride. She cared
Thought the year I have taken many class in middle school, high school, and college. All does class were hard, but I never complained about it instill now. Right now, I’m taking a python coding class, it’s a requirement for getting an associate degree in cyber security. This class is so far the worst class I have ever taken. The professor in this class gives too much homework, goes to fast, and don’t explain well.
During my junior year, I was required to do lab for my AP Physics C class. We were required to choose a group of three people for which to work with for the entire year, and of course, like most other people, I decided to choose two of friends. However, during the first lab we did together, I would realize my mistake. My group members were lazy and didn’t have the most motivation to work. Due to this, I found myself almost thrusted into the leadership position within the group because I wanted to somehow make the group function properly. I had to micromanage both of my partners at all times to make sure that they never got sidetracked and made them do the things that they actually wanted to do. One of my friends didn't know much of physics,
It’s all started when I was in middle school, the 8th grade year, that was when my life changed into the greatest thing that happened, to the worst life ever. Before I tell you about 8th grade I’m going tell you about 6th and 7th grade. So my 6th grade year was alright because I had friend in school that already went there from elementary school. I also made new friends along the way and I become noticeable as the year went by. I was funny to every teacher that was cool, chill, and laid back also just enjoy life. My favorite classes was my 1st, 5th, 7th, 8th, period the whole 6th grade year. My two best friends I had were Jernard Burkes, and this other kid’s names I can’t remember. What bad about my 6th grade year was female that bully