Personal Narrative: The Day I Learned To Get A High Score On The SAT

When I was younger I failed myself and my family when I got held back a grade because I was not showing any progress in any of my subjects. I lost all of my friends, they began to talk bad about me because they thought I was not as Intelligent as they were. This effected me emotionally, I begged my parents not to hold me back a grade and to let me stay with my friends but my parents being tough said no, because school isn't about being close with friends, its about learning and making something of yourself. I learned a very important lesson the day I got held back a grade and that is to never give up and to strive to be the best in anything I do. I also learned that friends come and go, and that I can make more friends. I started studying every

My palms were sweating, my heart was racing, I had no idea what to expect or who I was going to meet. I was never the type of girl to embrace new situations, I hated change and I wasn’t very good with meeting new people. I figured once I got to high school it would be my chance to start all over, turn the page in my book of life, and flip over a new leaf. I wanted to finally be the girl that fit in with everyone. I had imagined myself going to parties with big groups of my new friends, having sleepovers and doing all of the things cool high school kids normally do. I was certain that my high school career would be just like one of those really corny teen movies and I would live happily ever after with the homecoming crown and the boy of my

“I want to be a firefighter, construction worker, and professional race car driver when I grow up.” This was my proud childhood statement I would use when asked the question, “what do you want to be when you grow up?” This question in particular is one that will be asked awfully early in one’s childhood, as well as very late in a young adults final years before venturing out into the “real world”. Like many other young children, I grew up with the mindset of having a exciting, heroic, and lively job for when I got older. I dreamt of operating heavy construction machinery, saving families while extinguishing fires of a decaying building, and speeding past vibrant and heavily decalled race cars. However, as I grew older and gained more realistic

Over the summer, I was forced to do something I never imagined. I had to take a one-month SAT tutoring program. I was very disinterested and unhappy with the decision my parents forced me into. Generally, I believe that these tutoring programs are a waste of time and money. I was completely wrong. My results were in, and I did exceptionally well. That allowed me to get a full scholarship to the college I always wanted to attend. Who knew such a small decision will have such a great outcome, small things do really come in big packages. In my case, it was that, if I marry a mountain girl, I get the entire mountain.

Ever since I could remember, science was the subject I enjoyed most in school. When I got into high school and people started asking, “what do you want to do when you get to college?” I never had an answer. Up until the beginning of my junior year, I always planned on studying biology and figuring out what I liked later on. College always scared me because in my group of friends I was the only one who did not have a plan after high school. I always felt like a deer in the headlights, not knowing where I am headed, until now.

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It is November 4th, one of the longest days of my life it seemed. I woke up that morning to get ready for school, and I told myself, “One more day. Just get through today and your patience will have paid off. The best things are worth waiting for.” Though I told myself that, it was very much easier said than done. That day felt like it never ended, each class seemed to drag on for hours, and the bus ride turned from an hour and twenty minutes to a whole day. When I finally got home, I ran into the house and kicked my shoes off so fast while still running they flew across the room and hit the far wall I was so excited. My mind was running at a million miles an hour, gathering my gear, retrieving my clothes from the scent free laundry

Academically, I have improved in class participation and study skills. keeping my grades up is hard to do, I am scared to fail any class that is important to me. I have grown academically from the beginning of the school to now, I am proud of myself to improve in my class than last semester. The only class that I am missing is Culture Geography, I'm worried for that class, but it is not one of the three requirements. I want to pass this grade to move on to the next. I have become a better grade in English 9 because I really focused in that class to bring my grade up.

People cheering! Stomping on the bleachers as hard as they could. Filling the air with noise. Everyone was standing p clapping and yelling. The other team disappointed as they saw the ball go into the goal. Their goalie tried to stop it but couldn’t get to it in time.

My alarm shrieks piercingly through the air, and my eyelids fly open. I carelessly toss my covers aside, and begin my morning routine. Five minutes before my bus arrives I begin to rush out of the house. “Don’t forget I’m picking you up at school early today so we can go to Miami,” my mom reminds me on my way out. “Sure, okay,” I toss back at her and close the door. Just like any other school day, I traveled the day with laughs, semi focusing in classes, and other teenage fanatics. Like in most high schools, when inside the school walls there is this false sense of security that overcomes each student. Most believe that nothing can hurt them, and that nothing will happen. Failing to realize that no one is invincible and things can change at the blink of an eye. As the day proceeds, I approach my least favorite class, Biology. There was never a day that I didn’t complain about how much I hated that class and how I could not wait to leave. But today was different; It wasn’t as dreadful because this would be the period that my mom would pick me up. Fifteen minutes later, I was back to my old ways, whispering “I cannot wait to get out of here!” to my neighbor who felt the same way I did. Finally, I heard over the loud speaker: “Roshonda Bissainthe to the office” and a smile creeped across my

I remember coming home eagerly waiting for my older sister to arrive home so I could tell her about everything I learned in my third grade class. I was looking out the window for hours, waiting for her to arrive home, my mother told me that she was probably staying after to make up a test before she left for work. It was evening when my father arrived home and she still was not there. He noticed me gazing out the window because he promptly asked me,

High school is a major part of becoming who you want to be for the rest of your life. It's the place where you set and achieve your goals and make decisions. To help my freshman year benefit me the most i'm go to dedicate most of my time to my focus, organization, decisions, and my attitude. These 4 things will help me stay on track and help me achieve my goals.

On the way there, my dad kept telling me to relax, and that I would be fine. The drive was only ten minutes, but it felt like an hour. ”Have a good day sweetie, you’ll do great.” he comforted. As I was walking to the door, I had a nervous taste in my mouth. I ended up having to wait for a while, then the bell rang and all the students were allowed to go to their lockers. When I waked through the halls, I saw so many new faces, and I heard everyone talking with their friends. The voices were all so enthusiastic and excited, a complete contrast to how I

Summer 2015,I planned a study guide for the SAT. As it was my junior year of high school I entered the running start program I had a goal of getting the Associates of Science which was 90 college credits but as I had prerequisites it was about 109 credits. I was so involved in my courses and trying to do the best I could I couldn't juggle college, high school and studying for the SAT. I kept pushing studying for the SAT because I was so focused on doing well in school.I didn't realize that I bite off more than I could chew until spring quarter. I was so behind in the plan I created in the summer that it just added to my load. I was only able to manage a couple weekend devoted to SAT but I personal need more than a few hours. As the date

I sat up groggily, yawning, sneezing, and coughing. I woke up at six AM, feeling my chest rise up and down, my throat all scratched, my nose feeling like it was stuffed with a pile of tissues. My mom glared at me as I walked out my room, toward the bathroom to start my day. After brushing my teeth, I walked to my kitchen and made some waffles. My dad walked toward me as I was eating and hit me in the head five times.