Personal Narrative: Why I Work Hard For My Class

Last year I took a few classes at Columbus State Community College. There were definitely some changes that I had to make so my life could still run smoothly. Some of the things that changed were my extracurricular activities. I had to swim less often than before because I had classes or homework that I needed to do. My study habits didn’t change very much, surprisingly. I still did my work sooner instead of later. I won’t say I always did it as soon as I could because while that would have been optimal it didn’t always work out. And I made sure I always got the work that was due first, done first. Also during the school year my classes at Columbus State were on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. In addition to those I still had all

Book Title: Yoko's Diary Author: Yoko Moriwaki (Edited by Paul Ham, Translated by Debbie Edwards)

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?

In this class, I have learned many new skills to improve my writing, and I have also learned new grammar rules. In regards to my writing, I have learned the importance of freewriting when beginning to write a paper. Additionally, I now know to allow ample time for revising and editing because I can look at my work critically for mistakes and make necessary changes. Furthermore, I have learned about grammar rules such as pronoun-antecedent agreement. This rule is something that I know subconsciously, but being made aware of it has allowed me to find mistakes I make more often.

I went through a lot in life as a child. Growing up was not easy as a kid ( especially

My first semester of college, I detached my retina and underwent emergency eye surgery two weeks before finals. The surgery restored my vision, but I wouldn’t be able to do strenuous activity or read for two weeks. I wanted to make a full recovery, however I also wanted to take my finals, and receive high grades. My doctor understood how important my classes were to me, and we created a plan where I would be able to take my finals, and still make a full recovery. The first week, was rest with no reading, but my family could quiz me. During the second week, if my eye felt okay I could read in short segments. Finals week, I could take my finals but no extra activity. My professors and I worked to make a similar agreement to cover the material

My current grade is due to my inadequacy of responsibility, my lack of studying for the grammar and reading tests. I have been doing the necessary routine of writing in my planner, filling out the lesson chart everyday, reading Of Mice and Men and turning in the discussion questions, and keeping up with the journal questions. My wrongs are based off not studying and having the likelihood of having significantly low test scores, and incomplete work. My parents use Parentlink but have not been receiving any notifications of my grades. My parents use to check Campus Portal to check it daily for missing work, which I’ve explained they have not been getting notifications from, exceedingly explains most of my missing items. My grade is lower than

Following commencing college, I would often miss work just to complete my assignments before the due date. Being enrolled in an English class, I quit slacking off and put all my attention into my school work. Therefore, I became responsible and also attempt to complete my tasks. At the time when I did not attend college, nothing actually mattered except for buying new shoes weekly. In my opinion, I was a spoiled brat that had everything handed to me. Being in college, I learned how to manage my money also having a weekly budget. I too began limiting myself from purchasing beer, however, that usually does not work out. As a matter of fact, I learned how to become independent. In fact, I am not such an immense asshole like I used to be.

Many different people go to college for many different reasons, some people wanting to become doctors or lawyers, others in sports or sometimes just for fun. When thinking more personally I feel like college for me is to find myself. Somewhere where I can become physically and emotionally ready to become an adult and be able to stabilize myself.

My class system experience is somewhat unique. I think I have been in almost all class systems at one point or another. I was born in rural South Carolina, mostly cotton fields and mills. My father was in Vietnam fighting the war when i was born, we started off very poor, my parents were 17 and 19 years old. My family stayed right on the poverty line until I was around 8 years old. My father started his own business and we moved into the lower middle class. We stayed in the lower middle class until I was 20 years old. My father opened a chain of pawn shops and moved into the upper middle class, and eventually to the upper class, however I was a grown man at this point and went back to lower working class. I eventually became moderately successful

I stepped into my Algebra class and started doing my bell work like a normal person would do. After I finished my bell work i turned it in. As soon as everybody sat down we started doing the lesson that we had planned for that day. After we finish everybody had to do their homework. While I was “working” on my homework I was called up to the teachers desk.

“Aw man” Mrs. Longs class yells as Mrs.Mitchells class loses. We were 5 minutes into our tug-a-war game and we were up next. “Up next Mrs. Longs and Mrs. Lawson’s class” says Coach Carver. As we pull and pull finally Mrs. Lawson’s class is starting to give but then the rope jerks and then…

I have always struggled with school in every aspect. I was a C- student most of my school career. I did not know how to balance my time or how to even do well in school. I got my act together my sophomore year by staying after school mostly each day to get the topics we were learning. Now I am an honor roll student. Also, I have a lot of difficulties trying to understand and do math since I was in middle school. I went through a lot of special classes so I could get extra support. I am a senior now in a regular math class passing all my test and having an A+.

My very first job was at Taco Bell in Anniston, Alabama. I was sixteen years old and I wanted a job just because I did not want to be home with my parents they acted as if they hated me. They were very mean to me and my sister and my brother. When I turned sixteen and a half years old the most terrible thing happened to me, I found out I was pregnant. I had such wonderful dreams after I had graduated from high school. I was going to attend Alabama State University and I wanted to be in the band on the dance line. But now my dreams were crushed because I was pregnant. I was only in high school when I found out and boy was I afraid. My mother sent me to a doctor’s appointment, it was my year exam and that’s

After the initial stumbling block more commonly known as residential life, I faced the towering challenge of settling into classes. Once I had registered (which was itself something of a dilemma), I had in my hand a sheet of abbreviations that rivaled a military briefing or a computer manual. My first class, on a Thursday morning, was located in a building called CBW, which stood for Classroom Building West. Surely the