Essay On Honor Roll

The fourth grade was a very traumatic year for me. My only sister went to middle school, my mom who always was at home across the street from school got a job, and I didn’t know one person in my class. For the first time in my life I was on my own and I was frightened even by the idea of it. During that year my grades dropped and I wasn’t social with my classmates. I started to fail in my favorite class, math. The work became pointless to me and I started to neglect my work. One day, after I failed another one of those math tests, my teacher asked to talk to me after class. Due to the already annoying grade I had received, my teacher punished me with a detention. Confusion and frustration flooded my body and I just wanted to give up. But,

Going to elementary school was the challenging. In the second grade when I started to notice certain materials in school started to get hard how one subject wouldn't just flow to the next anymore. I would not seem smooth my friends would read with such fluency. Then there was me struggling once again. I thought it was natural for me to be a little behind but it was in all parts of my English class. I kept on pushing myself because I thought it was just me probably not paying to much attention never in my head I thought I was in need of help. I felt so stupid I felt like I was the dumbest kid in the class.But don't get me wrong I would always got the support I needed with my teachers and family.

Ever since I was a little girl I didn't like reading, doing homework or taking exams. I only enjoyed lunch time, gym time and after school programs. I was always in the top classes because of my mother's connection with teachers in the school until I got into the third grade. That's when you start to take a state exam test and if you failed you either get left back or get put in a class based on your grade score. That's when I went from being in top classes to the bottom classes and realized I had to get it together in school because I didn't want to look like a fool or be a fool. That all changed in middle school, I was always put in programs that helped students who wasn't on top of their work and I started to see my name on the honor roll

Growing up, I’d always been expected to do well in school. Which isn’t out of the ordinary, every parent wants their child to be successful and have a beneficial career. So, since good grades were what my parents expected that’s what I got. All throughout elementary, I strived to do my absolute best in every subject. At my sixth grade graduation I was awarded the Presidential Award for Academic Achievement, in my junior high years I did well as well. My eighth-grade year I achieved my goal of obtaining a 4.0 G.p.a. The first year of high school was nerve-racking but I still managed to keep my grades up. However, Sophomore year was definitely a bump in the road for me. In all my ten years of being in school (including head start and kindergarten)

My sophomore year at Central High School did not start out the best. I was recovering from an awful grade point average, awful for me at least, I was sitting the bench in a sport that I had lost interest in, and overall I just did not enjoy school anymore. I personally did not see the point in coming to school at all. It took some time, but I finally started to get my grades up, my season had ended for football, and I knew I was not going back. After everything was starting to go my way I started thinking, “What am I going to do next?”

In my four years of high school, I have had many opportunities to excel in different roles and leadership positions. I am a four sport athlete and had my share of leading the team in the right direction. I was team captain for basketball and softball by junior year and was able to achieve being captain in volleyball, basketball, and softball my senior year. Part of my duties as captain would include; leading practices and leading all the players by being a role model on and off the court. With addition to sports, I was also involved in different clubs and organizations.

To live a fulfilling and successful life, I feel that one must possess certain qualities or attributes. I believe one should work diligently at all they do, make efforts to lead those in the community, give back to the community, and possess a set of morals by which to live. I believe that the four qualities which are required for admission into the National honors Society embody this. By having scholarly attributes, being a leader to peers and colleagues, serving the community and acting with good character, one can achieve success. Therefore, scholarship, leadership, service, and character are all extremely important to me personally; as a students and as a member of the community.

With the help of the Honors College, I can accomplish many intellectual, personal, and professional goals.

Growing up in a low-income family of eight it certainly not easy. Despite the struggles I am incredibly proud to say my parents have instilled in me the importance of character. National Honor Society values leadership, character, scholarship, and service. I constantly work on applying these values in my everyday life, I take honor in my character traits of integrity, discipline and work ethic and what these attributes will bring to the La Joya National Honor Society chapter.

As an adolescent I had many birth issues and illnesses including asthma. These issues had kept me out of school, giving me less time to learn the basics of reading, writing, and math. Because my mother coached varsity volleyball at Novi High School, most of my childhood was spent in the gym. My father did not always have the best grades, in fact high school was the same for both of us; however, as he continued to college he had increased his study habits and earned himself over a 3.0 GPA. My two sisters are both really school smart, and then there was me, the one who struggled with school. In my Junior year my father got sick and I was on constant worry about my family and how he was doing. School became harder for me to focus on because of this issue and none of my teachers helped me out with the number of assignments. Family was always first with us, then it was education and school, and continued off with friends and fun such as sports.

In 7th grade I was unfocused, unprepared, and childish. I didn’t know my grades would have an impact on my high school career. I thought everything that happened in middle school stayed in middle school so I focused on useless drama. I used to blame my C’s on bad teaching but now I realize I have no one else to blame but myself. I was the one coming to school unprepared to work not my teachers. Now I know all of my grades count. I have blossomed into a person I am proud of. This year I’ve made it my mission to actually pass not just get by. I now sit promptly in the front of the class and take notes. I focus on test scores and grades not drama that’s not even going to matter next week. I now know what’s important and what I should just leave

Growing Up We all have accomplishments in life I just think mine changed me in a greater way than most. As a kid I didn't really care about many things especially school. The only thing I really bother to find interest in was probably sports and the way others thought about me. Then came a day where nothing really mattered to me but my academics.

I loved school when we would learn something because I was good at that and I was able to do that when I felt like I was terrible at everything. Nothing would change from fourth grade to fifth grade I still loved school and really had no friends. In fifth grade the news I wanted so badly wouldn’t turn out the way I wanted. The AVM had shrunk but it wasn't gone and one more dose of the radio static surgery should do the trick. I was also switching schools and school districts, I asked my doctor if we could do it in summer so I wouldn’t miss school. I was beyond scared, I always keep a brave face on because if I don't show fear it doesn't get to me. I couldn't help it, the last time this was done it went bad, I woke up throwing up I had giant marks on my forehead. I didn't want to be made fun of at this new school. I turned out fine I had basically no marks I woke up feeling fine. I started middle school and middle school was honestly the years I felt lost and at the same time I had the friends I so badly wanted. Middle school was tough for me because instead of being able to take an extra class instead of doing

My elementary years can be described in one word, melodramatic. I went to a small private school names Victory in the Perryton Texas. My class had a around 15 kids in it and it only got smaller with each year. In preschool and kindergarten, my mom decided to “homeschool” me. In other words i didn't really learn anything, i just had more time to be a kid. I loved and when it came time to starting first grade i was actually very excited to be in school. Unfortunately i was quite a bit behind. I didn't know how to read, spell anything, and i was so much slower than the rest of my class when it came to completing my assignments. The whole i was one of the last kids in the class to complete all of the assignments. Then one day my principal, who was good friends

When I was a kid, school for me was waking up early in the morning. I also have to study a lot in school, then after school I have to do homework. I remember my first day at school. My mom and dad, both were so happy and prepared but I was so nervous and cheerless. I didn’t like to wake up early in the morning for school , but as time flew by I started loving school which made me wake up with energy instead of tiredness. I began to enjoy the school as I made new friends and I got to know how it is like when you meet people out of your neighborhood. With my friends I had lunch together and study together. I started to understand what the purpose of the education system. Based on what I understood I think the purpose of education is really aimed at helping students get to the point where they can learn to be on their own. In this journey of education I had a lot of positive and few negative experiences,but the negative experiences also helped me growing. Positive experiences are my teachers helping me improve, and I improved more when I moved to the United States.