I tried to keep focus but my solitude was starting to become unbearable. Yes there were many students around but they all seemed to have their own network since they knew their classmates from their previous schools while all of my friends were in regular ed classes. I started to rebel and slacked off so much that teachers began to wonder why i was in a advanced class since they thought i couldn't hack their work load when in reality all i wanted to do was be placed in regular ed just to be with my friends. Odd and dumb reason, i know but I didn't know that at the time. Eventually I was moved from classes due to my insubordination and i was content at the time.
Employees often see change as threatening. What are some of the sources of resistance to change, and what can you as a manager do to overcome that resistance? I think that most people resist change at some point in time and that it may take other people longer to adapt to changes than others, and some may not adapt at all. I think most people prefer stability and tend to avoid situations that increase stress levels or put themselves at risk. People resist change for several reasons.
Studies show that students who are over-age for their class was held back a grade level. Not completing assignments, late work, or just missing class led up to being held back a grade. Over-age students seem to need more help in the classroom, than the regular students. Adolescents pick many excuses to drop out of school. Being bored and frustrated with class, many teens say school is irrelevant to
Barry was getting ready to start Junior High School and it was going to happen anyway. (Barry 47). For the longest time I wasn’t grateful for the knowledge that Scott shared with me that day. Just like Barry, I became very insecure about the things I had and worried they weren’t enough. I honestly don’t know if was pride or ignorance that kept the veil over my eyes for so long.
Writing and I had this crazy type of relationship I loved to write but once it was a due date I wanted to procrastinate and never wanted to get it done on time but the problem was writers block. During my high school years it was a confusing time because I did not use the right grammar at the right time and my English teacher was a pain. She was a mean lady name Ms. Johnson who was hard on me because I had so much potential and I did not show it as often as I should of. Me not working hard enough as I should of I did not learn the proper tools in writing. 10th grade I had left my old to school to transfer to a new school and I had another teacher name Ms. Carroll who made my year a living hell.
ENG 103-04 Essay September 11, 2012 I wasn’t always motivated to excel in my school work. Years back I didn’t care about school or anything I was hanging with the wrong crowd and playing the part as being a bad child. My mother I always wanted me to change and get focused about life but I was already too far gone. One day I stepped into my class and my whole demeanor changed. I met a woman named Mrs. Renee Troupe Clear.
Being the butt of bullies and social outcast for having Tourette’s syndrome was a major impact on everyday life. Misunderstood, feared and harassed by even ordinary people, not understanding what this disorder was. Tourette’s affected grades and friendships. As, time went on it got easier at the first school Westview. However, moving when the new Grandview Elementary School opened it proved to be a difficult time once again.
I felt as if no matter how hard I tried to succeed, I just could not achieve the grades or participate in the activities I desired. When I began junior high school, my homeroom teacher,
I felt like they all tried to intimidate us about junior high school. Always reminding us that we are “up a creak without a paddle” trying to make us work harder. I also didn’t enjoy class because of the environment; our freedom was restricted due to the bubble of protection around us. Thinking about it now I feel as though the staff was over bearing trying to mature us to quickly. Overall middle school was the worst two years of my life.
And, I too, had to face several obstacles along the way. Education has always been an important aspect of my life. When I came to United States about three and half years ago, I almost lost hope of that most important aspect of life. Financial hardships, language problems and being unable to find a helper in middle school weakened me a lot. Sometimes, I used to cry after coming back home from school because I did not know what the homework meant.