It took me twice the time to read an assignment or to do homework than my classmates took. Everything was a new start to me. Thanks to my diverse background, I received the honor of the diversity scholarship. My parents cried on the day that I was awarded the scholarship because I was the first child go to college. It was a really big surprise for me and my family.
In the article “Fear of Heights: Teachers, Parents, and Students are Wary of Achievement.” Author Bob Chase, who is president of the National Education Association pointed that teachers and parents should more worried about the students who involved in many extracurricular activities after school. He called these students are the “C” students. We know in all of the school teachers like the “A” students because they concentrate in class, serious write notes and review, all of the test result are also very good. Instead, the “C” students very busy every day. Since they into the class, they don't stop talking, send messages and also have a lot of function in school clubs.
While I was in school, I was working two jobs that were both very time consuming. I worked both nights and weekends and it was more than one student could handle at a time or would want to handle. Working all the time in school left little time to work on school assignments and study time. After working long hours I spent my time sleeping instead of doing homework, and this led to my lack of experience in writing and reading. I would fall asleep in class because I was so tired.
When the meeting was over they closed it with the serenity prayer. I did not leave right away because I was still talking to some of the women. Mt thoughts on what the women got out of the meeting is a sense a hope. That they are not alone dealing with loved ones that have an addiction. I think it helped most of
I have always strived for that perfect A. Through middle school, it always came easy too. When I sat down in class, after my first test, I couldn’t stop biting my nails, and I sat nervously in my seat. I realized from that day, I was going to have to put forth a strong effort in my tests to battle my weakness. Today, I constantly struggle with test taking.
When I was in high school I experienced a bad teacher in English, then that following year I had an excellent English teacher. The bad English teacher kept to the same old ways of teaching by requiring us to memorize boring vocabulary words, and work out of the Text book to learn grammar. We would walk in and she would tell the assignment and then we would barely hear her speak throughout the remainder of the classroom period. My classmates and I dreaded going to this class everyday and most of us had very poor grades resulting from
I started school by failing first grade. The teacher noticed that I had learning problem, or was it? I was transferred to what allot of people call a restarted school. But the correct term is a slow school for the mentally challenged. During the years that I was going to this school, I was excelling in all subjects, receiving all A’s.
While living in Malden Booker's mother noticing Booker's great interest in learning how to read gave him an old Webster's "Blue Black" Spelling book. Booker used this book to teach himself how to read during his breaks from the salt mining job. During the time he was working in the mines an all black school opened up a couple of miles away. Booker after much debate finally convinced his parents to let him attend it. Unfortunately there were conflicts with his work schedule and he was often late to class.
Life of a student is a very stressful one, as you drag yourself to school around 7:40 you desperately try to find friends that have completed a large sum of the mound of homework we were given the day before. Everyone lines themselves in the hallways trying to urgently scribble down answers. It comes to a point when you don’t even care if they are right or wrong as long as there is something there. The bell becomes your enemy, it is the sound of, “your screwed, ” blaring through your ears. Everybody
As I journeyed through high school I struggled to find motivation to read even the assigned novels and reading. Eventually, I fell victim to the allure of spark notes and the time it saved. After sports were over for me the distraction became a job. Working six days a week at Zaxbys left no time for trivial pleasures such as reading. My saving grace became AP English IV my senior year.