Jamison Mullen Ms.Cramer Final reflective essay 5/24/12 It’s been a long hard year for all the students that took English 10. It’s good that people take English because it affects the way we talk, live, and function in day to day life. I can say personally English helped my writing tremendously. I could hardly write essays due to my bad grammar and the inability to punctuate my words and sentences I’ve come a long way. It was worth every question and worksheet to where I am now.
She is a very brilliant girl that has straight A’s in all her classes and is always on time. Julia is a beautiful girl that is very quiet and self- conscious in other words shy. She didn’t have a lot of friends and was really hardly social. Leigh Lacey was her only best friend that she has known since 1st grade. Leigh was very sporty and athletic with green eyes and brown golden hair and always managed to maintain an A average in her studies on top of her busy sports schedule.
Capitan Mark Kelly Ever since I was a young girl I have always had great dreams and high expectations for myself. Anytime I was asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I would quickly reply” a lawyer” As the years went by I still had that goal in mind, but I began to realize that I was not exactly Ivy League material. Though I did work really hard in my classes, I was still at best average. During my junior year I took my SAT’s, and cried when I got my scores back. For many years I was scared to go to college because I thought I wasn’t college material.
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
My mother thought that I was not going to make it. I was born with an abnormally large skull, Yellow Jaundice and had a hernia as well; the doctors back then diagnosed me with water on the brain, and told my mother that I will not have a normal childhood. They were right about the childhood, while I was growing up, during my elementary years, I felt like an outcast, a reject and just a worthless individual. I had a very hard time adjusting in school. I started school by failing first grade.
Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson has the potential to shape a reader, this is because it tells the story of a girl named Melinda who cant speak up about the horrible thing that happened to her. This lack of communication leads to a break down of her relationships and it is only because of the attention of a great teacher that she began to heal. Melinda is greatly affected by what happened that unforgettable night at the end of the summer before her freshman year. When enters the 9th grade she has no one to talk to because all of her old friends now hate her. At this point people already start to bad for Melinda.
She was mainstreamed in school and raised to believe she was like everyone else. It wasn’t until she entered the Model Secondary School for the Deaf in Washington D.C. at the age of 15 that she became confident and self assured. Smith was always frustrated as a child and struggled to understand why she would have problems communicating with others, despite her many long years of constant speech therapy. When her classmates would make fun of the way she pronounced a word, it humiliated her. So much so that it drove her to go home and practice the word over and over.
Kara has many problems in life, not only with her fathers recent death, but also with her school working disabilities. She has been having difficulties with English and while in the ring, Kara could even fear the English test she had the next day. Every day she would pray things get better and that she could be guided through her situations, but things just kept getting worse. She
The brown eyed children began to feel frustrated and upset because of the names they were being called by the blue eyed children. Their IQ lowered causing them to not perform as well as they should have been during school. Also issues at their own homes began to arise because they would be miserable coming home from school. Then after a few days Miss Elliott spoke to both the groups and told them that she had
After a couple of trips to the Principal’s office, he was successful! Scared and excited at the same time, I was escorted by Mr. Good to my new class. To my horror, I was greeted with facial distortions, which made it crystal clear, that the new teacher was not happy. “Did I do something wrong?”She hurried me into her class, and with an angry tone, ordered me to sit in a vacant seat, while she continued arguing with Mr. Good. In the distance, straining my ear, I could hear her questioning my academic ability and she claimed that in fact I seemed not to be bright at all.