On the first day of my junior year of high school, I made the lowest grade I had ever made on a test: thirty-three. The test was in my English III class over our summer reading book, Beowulf. I had read the book and the SparkNotes that went with it and I still failed. At first, I thought that it would get easier and that I did not do well because I was still in summer mode. However, I was far from correct. That first day set the tone for the rest of the school year, but I was determined to find a way to bring my grade up. A few weeks passed and we had some daily grades, which helped my grade but not enough. Then one day, my teacher, Mr. Medlock, gave the class our next big assignment. We had to read a British Literature book and watch the …show more content…
A few days before the test, I made myself a study guide of all of the poems with things like who wrote the poem and what it meant. I glanced over it a few times but never really studied it. The night before the test, I got home late because of a golf match. At that point, I was very stressed and there was only one thing I could do: pull an all-nighter. I took my book with the poems in it and read them from 11oclock to about 6:45. I left for school at 7:15 with an energy drink in my hand because I was exhausted. When I got to class, Mr. Medlock handed out our tests and told us good luck. Because of all my studying, I knew every single poem on the test. I was the first person finished and I felt confident in my answers. About a week later, he had them graded and he handed them back out. I was very anxious to see what I had made. I flipped my paper over, and at the top right-hand corner of the page was written a 93. I had never felt more relieved in my life. I rushed to check my grade on Renweb, and beside English III was an A. From the first day of English III to the end of the semester, I learned, overcame, and accomplished many things. I learned that study habits are very important, and even though studying all night worked, it is probably not the best way to study. Another thing that I learned was, you must be diligent in your school work or else you will fall behind. I wanted to come out of English III with an A, and thanks to the poems test, I
I felt that I put a great deal of effort toward the grade that I wanted, through my strict self discipline in my class effort. I was extremely critical when I was reading novels and stories, editing essays, and writing essays. Moreover, I was able to improve my writing and analyzation
Junior year happened was a challenging year for me as well. The first book I read in my junior English class was To Kill a Mocking Bird by Harper Lee, which was an awesome, read. Reading To Kill a Mocking Bird made me realize how important actually understanding a text is. I had to write my first literary analysis on this book; I knew I would do well, it was simple, and all I had to do was think through my personal reaction to the book. Boy was I wrong, apparently I didn’t understand the text as well as I thought I did and again, I got a failing grade. I no longer posse the reading and writing skills I once had throughout elementary and middle school, and I couldn’t understand why. I explained my frustration to my teacher, Mr. Hall, and asked, “How can improve my reading and writing skills and get them back to the way that they were?” He offered to help me outside of class and even allowed me to revise my literary analysis. He also advised me to get some help over the summer, before I entered my senior year, I didn’t take his advice, but surprisingly, I improved
If I’m to be honest, this school year has been very enjoyable, much more than any of my previous classes. We’ve gone through so much as a class, had many assignments along the way–some that I enjoyed, while others not so much. We rewrote the Declaration of Independence, Walt Whitman 's I Hear America poem, and argumentative essays, like out The Raven analysis. We also gave speeches– that was the hardest for me, in my previous English classes, none of them made me go in front of the class and present–, made infograph, and even a multigenre project. We also can’t forget the books we’ve read in class, like poems from Emily Dickinson, Walt Whitman, Edgar Allan Poe, and novels from F. Scott Fitzgerald, and we can’t forget novella like Of Mice and Men or short stories that we read in our English textbook. All of these things have tested my ability to better improve myself or inform me on where I struggle with so I can improve in many categories such as being a speaker, reader, writer, and listener.
Over the year in English, what went well for me were the short stories. Normally, when reading short stories, I don't understand the meaning behind them, but this year I was able to piece things together, and I enjoyed talking about them afterwards. What didn't go well for me is reading the Wes Moore book. When reading it, I was constantly lost and never knew what was going on or which Wes was which. Even after discussing the book in class, I could never seem to figure out what was going on, and I always dreaded having to read the book because of that.
I was shocked to see I got a 67! I failed! I didn't want to tell my parents I failed so I lied and said I got a good grade. I kept up the lie for about a day when I knew I had to come clean and tell my mom and dad I failed so they could help me. I decided to tell them and they weren't as mad as I thought they would be. They understood that it was hard and they even offered to help me figure out what I did wrong and why I made mistakes. They helped me do some test corrections to increase my grade.My teacher also offered to help me. So every week on Thursday, I went to her for an hour after school and got help. This really raised my grade and increased my test scores. She taight me ways to remember certain things and the easiest way to set up and solve certain problems. I even was able to get a B+ in the class! I ended up being able to help my friends when they needed help. By the end of the year, I was getting B’s on all of my tests and quizzes. The same habit continued in 8th grade. I graduated 8th grade with a 90, which at my school was still a B. Even though I never got an A in the class, I was proud of
test. All of my classmates talking to each other. Mrs.Hughes getting the test ready, and sorted to pass out. I’m sitting at my desk, my stomach rumbling. Mrs.Hughes starts to pass out papers. I see my class smiling, and excited about their grade. I got my paper, I flipped it over and I saw a whopping red F on my paper. I suddenly felt like crying, but I knew it was my cue to work harder. I turned my failure into success by owning up to my failure and practicing.
After the first test I realized my score was lower than my average score by a lot, I frantically took as many test as I could. Soon after my study session, the bus reached the hotel where we spent the night. As I was going to bed I deeply thought of good thought and decided I couldn’t let my team down, but it was too late.
This semester, I gained several new responsibilities and became more involved in my global and local community. I have my driver’s license, I got my first job at Gap, and I joined two clubs, one of them being Interact. Interact Club is a club for teenagers that focuses on trying to solve issues that they’re passionate about. English 1A was only for one semester; this meant that we took our final exam at the end of the semester. Final exams for a college class were like nothing I’d ever experienced before. We had four essay prompts to choose from to write our exam on and they were given a week in advance. We had the chance to fully draft and finalize our exam before the actual exam date and then we could bring it in, copy it down, and turn it in. I took advantage of this glorious opportunity; I decided to write about the “warm glow” effect and had my mom and smart friend edit it. Even though I thought that the final exam wasn’t my best work, I ended up receiving a 95% on it. This assignment best demonstrated a growth in my responsibility this semester because I had to utilize my skills as a driven and committed student. I did my essay ahead
For the first month I struggled and fell behind my classmates severely. While I knew the courses entailed a great deal, I did not realize that a summer reading, Killer Angels by Michael Shaara. I had overlooked the reading requirement previously because I had hesitated and applied for the class late. Thankfully, I had decided to double-check that I had finished all required work a week before school would begin again – because everyone knows the best and only time someone double-checks what they have to do is the very last minute! Once I double-checked, I discovered a footnote at the bottom of the list of summer reading material and only then did I discover that I had to read the book and complete an accompanying packet. Then, for a split second, “I am so screwed!” rang through my head. From then on, I spent the last week of summer practically “burning the candle at both ends” trying to read a book with a page range of high 300’s and fill out a packet comprised of about six pages and double-sided, while still attempting to enjoy the last moments of summer. Basically, my dilemma became balancing my last moments of summer with the reading of a boring book that held vocabulary, idioms, and symbolisms, some of which I did not understand. Nevertheless, I continued reading the book and eventually finished the book and the assigned packet with only two days left before school would start. My stress and extreme anxiety turned to relief beyond
In the end, I’ve read all the stories assigned, took thoughtful notes to find that “monster in the mirror” moment, and have tried to share compelling findings in the reading. I think I’ve earned he grade I’ve given myself, but there’s room for lots of improvement. I made peace with my mind, and I have, now, a clear conscience with my performance thus
Seventy percent! On my first test! I have always been a straight-A student. I never failed a test in my life, and I never really had to study in middle school. My honors biology class in Notre Dame Academy was a shattering shock for me. I had studied biology a little in my eighth grade science class, and I thought I knew everything there was to know about the introduction to biology. Obviously, all of those smiley face stickers with the colorful letters congratulating me on a job well done decorating my middle school tests had wormed their way into my ego. I was far too confident, and didn’t bother to study the chapter.
It was early May 2016 and I was anxiously sitting in my H period Geometry class. I was awaiting the results of a huge test, our last of the year in the class, that would play an enormous role in my semester average as I was at that dreaded area between an 89 and 90 in the class. It had been a mixed year for me in math, as it always is, I never can consistently do well in math or science classes, but I had studied for hours on end for the test and was extremely hopeful. I had tried every practice test that the teacher recommended, went over every quiz from the unit and had focused on nothing but this test for the past week. I usually don’t let grades put me down or affect my mood, but with this test I knew it would ruin my day if I did not
One of the high points of the class was consistently making high A’s. We wrote a variety of different types of papers, and my grade was always respectable. Succeeding in this class made me feel adequately prepared to write proper papers. Although I made impressive grades for the class, I was able to do so with only minimal effort. Therefore, I knew I could execute my papers better. The quality of my writing seemed to stay stagnant over the course of the year. This class would have been exponentially more beneficial had it challenged me to improve my writing, however it never did.
I’m thankful the Holy Spirit kick started me to take this class. The spiritual growth from this class, learning to depend more on the scriptures for revelation of the truth, and that Scripture is Sufficient for every area of my life is very important. Many don’t know or haven’t learned how Scripture for those struggling in life, who quest wisdom, or desire God’s direction will change their lives. The Bible instructive and corrective ways helps individuals, groups, and counselors focus on sharing Scripture and speaking the truth in love (Babler, 10). The need for Scripture is evident because of all that occurs daily in the world. Thanks to Social Media, TV, and Radio Broadcast we are exposed to 20% Good and 80% Negative. This informative information we read, here, and see is a cause of some crisis that is a direct result of sin (Rom. 6:23). Some sin we are responsible for directly, sin of society, or related to a significant crisis that’s Not A Direct result of our own personal sin (Job 1-2). Biblical counselors should walk with, serve, love, encourage, and help people regardless of the type of sin or crises (1 Thess. 5:14, Babler, 11). Chaos, pain, fear, anxiety, loss, hopelessness, trauma, and death are initial responses when a crisis occurs. These are opportunities to glorify and honor God in the mist of these trying times. We learn to trust, depend on the Lord, grow our relationship with GOD, love, and serve others while ministering Scripture. We must ask for wisdom
I didn’t do as well as I normally did on the quiz, but I did fine. It didn’t change my grade, and it didn’t shake my confidence in myself to understand the text. I put everything I had into my work and what I needed to do, but my energy was divided not just between school work, but between social and family priorities as well, and it was inevitable that my effort would falter on one of the tasks. So I did for the first time what I needed to do... I cut myself some slack.