Personal Narrative: My Working Harder

I constantly have people asking me why I try so hard in school, why I take hard classes, or why I took a hard schedule for my senior year of high school. A lot of my classmates call me crazy for being such a “try hard,” and they tell me I should have taken an easy senior year. I always just joke back, “I don’t know, maybe I’m just a nerd,” and then we all chuckle and move on to talk about fantasy football or something. I do not take hard classes because I think it is fun staying up till two in the morning a couple nights a week doing homework. I have a 4.0+ GPA and score a 28 on my ACT because I stay up until two in the morning doing homework. I stay up until two in the morning doing homework because I have a dream to get accepted to Colorado State University and to major in biomedical and mechanical engineering. I also have a dream to leave this world a better place than it was the day I came into it. I want to make an impact on the people around me, and I can do that through my work as an engineer. The first step to accomplishing this dream is to get accepted into

I was used to getting A’s. In fact, it never came that hard for me if I listened a bit and didn’t barrel through my work. As did several others in 5th grade. I mean, doing a quarter-page worth of single-digit multiplication problems doesn’t come all hard to anyone if they’ve been gifted, so why work hard when you can just get 100’s without doing your best? This was sort of my mindset in elementary school. And then middle school happened. (Insert bomb-whistle and explosion here.) I started to struggle to keep my grades above B’s, and I was up until midnight doing my homework sometimes. A megaton-weight was dropped on my shoulders as soon as I moved up, or down, if you will, to middle school. I’m Ethan

In reading “Inventing a Christian America”, it really opens up to a whole new way of looking at the early 18th and 19th century America. Green makes many key points about religion in America during that time and the Founding Fathers. He simply wants us to understand the myth of this country. Throughout the book it becomes one question of; did the Founding Fathers establish the United States as a Christian Nation? It was truly meant to be a Christian America but the way of Enlightenment was slowly approaching.

My moms raised me with a strong set of morals, including “hard work pays off.” Sometimes this can be discouraging when you work hard, but it doesn’t pay off as you’d like it to. I’ve always gotten the grades I strive for without much struggle. However, once high school started, everything changed. I’d work for weeks on a scholarship essay, and I wouldn’t even place. I’d work for months to get something published and then read other people’s names in the congratulations announcement. I’d constantly wonder: Who’s at the top of the class? Who’s going to win the end of year awards? When you consistently get the grades that I do, people just expect those grades. No one congratulates you on your hard work anymore, and you don’t always get recognized. Despite the lack of recognition, I still take pride in my grades, and continue to work hard. Getting great grades is something I know I can do, even when it’s difficult to do. The difficulty makes it even more satisfying when I see the hard work pay off, and I get the grade I wanted. I’ve encountered

I relate to David story. I was the same way in school, couldn't stay focused, hard to learn. He was lazy and was just trying to get by. Once he got off to college he gave up. Growing up I did a lot of the same things David did. I was always wprried bout how my peers thought of me and I just wanted to fit in so I started falling behind. Did the minimum just to get by, Honestly I was lazy. Only difference is I didn't finish high school. Before senior year even started I was pregnant and couldn't complete. I was so sick it wasnt funny. I went back and got my GED thats the first thing I can say I accomplished. Went to college afterwards and its like history repeated its self. Wasnt focused, was worried about all the wrong things, eventually I dropped

Nothing in life that is worth having can be achieved without hard work. That has been my mantra my entire life, through the seven different school buildings. I grew up with the notion that failure just was not an option, and perfection was the expectation. I shifted from one gifted program to another with each new school. I did not know it at the time

I’m not very good but I do my best to be organized and pay attention, I study, and meet expectations. Over the years I have formed good habits because I just don’t like bad grades; They make me extremely stressed out. My grades and scores only prove my perspective of myself. My class rank is #1, GPA is 4.0, and my star scores are in the upper

I have a petty theft misdemeanor. I was going through a hard time and was trying to get food for my family. I was given a citation and ordered to pay a fine. I am currently in the process of getting my record expunged. I am a honest hard-worker with a strong work ethic. I am a fast learner and very goal oriented. I work well in teams as well as

I played football in high school for all 4 years. My freshmen and sophomore year I wasn't very good. I was a backup and never played. Then came along my junior year, I was still undersized and didn't start but I improved my skill greatly and I started to increase my work ethic. The off-season before my junior year I went hard in the weight room and became strong. I also lost some weight and gained some height. That's hard work in the offseason is what lead to me having a great senior year. My senior year was full of emotion, I felt tired, determined, and at the end of the season I felt sadness with no regret and the love for my brothers. The first thing we had to do to become a great team was build a brotherhood with kids who wanted to try.

During my high school days and the last few semesters when I was at Sandhill Community College I was way too comfortable. I slacked off and all I was thinking about was just getting doing the minimum to just be finished already. Recently, I was pushed by the looks of my grades that I just needed to get things done; I wanted to be free, not to do my best, just to finish so I could say I passed all my classes. Now I realize life isn’t about just getting by, but about bringing all you have to be able to become successful in what needs to be done. In the next paragraphs I will explain what I expected to happen, what actually happened, what I learned, and how I will apply what I learned to future plan.

I really try my hardest in school to get the knowledge that I need to prepare me for college and for my future life after college. There are times in school that I really don't like the teacher that I have and would think that they might give me a bad grade just because they don't like me. Then after a couple days when I am on top of my class my attitude towards the teacher changes and so does my grade but don't worry it changes in a good way. There were times where my grade went down quite a bit because i got sick really bad. Even though I was sick I still tried to go to school so I don't get behind in my classes and miss school just from some dumb head ache or stomach pain. When I did get behind I always still caught back up with my work and

For years, scientists have been using stem cells to help cure diseases and research different illnesses that come from deformed cells. In recent years, however, a debate has risen over where we should get these stem cells from. Because of the way stem cells are helping sick individuals and furthering research, the use of stem cells shouldn’t be stopped. The sources from which stem cells are acquired, however, should be limited. While acquiring adult stem cells is completely safe and productive, using embryonic stem cells is unethical in the way they are acquired. For this reason, the use of adult stem cells should be allowed, but the use of embryonic stem cells should be banned.

Growing up I had a fixed mindset, as a kid I didn't have to try much in order to achieve straight A's. My parents and teachers would always tell me I was smart and the fact that I was a G.A.T.E student made me feel as if I had to live up to that expectation. I thought that I'd never get bad grades until 6th grade came along, I kept receiving F's on assignments and I believed it was over for me. I grew up thinking that I didn't have to try hard in order to achieve anything because I was smart. At that moment I decided to give up because I thought it was foolish to try because no matter what I did I couldn't change the future. This went on for four years, I never did my work until I got good grades in summer school, then I realized that if I

Who I am is made up from several aspects of my life and how I’ve developed over the years. Ever since I was younger, I was ambitious and tried to work my hardest to make everyone around of me proud. Of course, what third grader wouldn’t want to be praised? My elementary years were a breeze to me; I didn’t worry about making friends because it came naturally to me, I was in several advanced programs, and I made my parents happy, so everything felt amazing to me.

That is, until I was nine and fainted at the sight of my own blood when I cut my finger.