The first semester I had three challenges. My class had to do a true story oral presentation of what we did during the summer. When It was my turn to do my presentation I go up because I didn 't finish writing it and I was nervous to go up there. The second challenge that I had to write an essay about three short stories ' couldn 't find a ways to start it and It took forever to finish it.
Despite the many hours I worked on the class, I still could only get C’s on the tests. I spent most of my free time correcting my quizzes and rewriting notes from the class. I was struggling- so much that I let my other classes slip away. At home, I would fight with my mother about my grades. She would yell at me saying, “Your brothers could always get As!
Simultaneously, I let society get into my head making me believe that I was worthless. I was never comfortable in my own skin. Sometimes I would also follow my friends around by not completing my classwork or homework. All these factored in the downfall of my grades.
I also used to struggle to keep my grades up during elementary school but as I progressed through the years, I eventually became better. With all being said, you must go through pain, struggle, sacrifice, commitment, etc, to reach what you
I didn’t learn the material the professor was teaching, and didn’t know the due dates for homework, quizzes, tests, etc. Since I didn’t know the most important materials that I was to use to further my knowledge and to improve my GPA, I started falling behind and couldn’t keep up with other students. Another personal choice I made that impacted my academic performance poorly was partying too much. I partied more than the average student. I used to party three times a week.
I barely got through geometry, and I thought that I wasn't going to survive. I failed tests and retook them for a better grade, I pushed myself and told myself to keep going no matter what. At the end of the year when finals came around I was still struggling. My teacher told me that I might have to stay another year. I was freaking out and didn’t know what to do.
I do not that not let any setbacks or obstacles interfere with my education. I have maintain a 3.7 GPA despite of my after school job during my junior year. My mom told me during my tenth grade year that my junior year was going to either make me or break me. She explained I had to be really on top of my studies and I had no room for small mistakes.
7_Hunter_Determination Our society today consists mostly of a bevy of childish adults wanting to achieve their goals without hard work and expecting life to be handed to them on a silver platter. Are you one of them? Will you instead be rigorously determined to carry out whatever it is you are supporting? We must ask ourselves what the true definition of determination is.
In writing 121 I have faced many challenge and luckily with time I have over come them. When class first started I felt that we had a huge work load; it was hard--still is--to finish in time. The homework and essays required such critical thinking and cross analyzing that it made it challenging for me to complete my work. However other factors, such as what was going on in my outside of school, or family life contributed to the problem as well. Despite that I was always taught to finish what you started, so I never gave up and did all the work even if it was late.
n AP Chemistry, test scores weigh heavily on our grade in the class so they are not taken lightly. It just so happened that the Tennessee HOSA (Future Health Professionals) Leadership Conference coincided with the final days of lecture and review for the test that was to take place the day after HOSA members arrive home. My teacher specifically told me and a classmate, who was also a HOSA competitor, that we were not expected to take the test on Monday but rather one day after school. Since she had given us extra time, we both focused on studying for our respective competitions rather than the AP Chemistry test. This, however, turned out to be a horrible mistake.
I failed because I didn 't take notes and did the math in my head not showing work on tests, and I didn 't do homework (correct answers on math tests were only worth only about ½ a point on tests). Because homework, notes, and showing work were weighted so much just in math, I repeated pre algebra until 10th grade. Always got correct answers on tests. I demonstrated that I could get the right answer without aid (calculaters weren 't allowed until I got into algebra). I demonstrated that I would do the math.
When I got into middle school and started taking classes like Algebra 1 and Spanish that would count for high school credit, it became very apparent to me that the grades that I get in these classes could very easily affect my high school GPA and my ability to get into a college of my choice. It was this realization that pushed me to further improve myself and my better being. During the seventh grade I got diagnosed with ADHD and started a medication regiment that significantly helped me focus and understand the lessons that my teachers were teaching. All of this was great and my grades did significantly improve, but the cons
Upon entry to my exchange program in the United States, I was placed in a Junior Algebra Honors class despite of my previous completion of the course back in China. Accordingly, the tests were relatively simple. Shortly after a unit test began, I completed it and handed it in to the teacher confidently. This took a turn for the worst however, as she had associated my quickness with cheating. This was obviously not the case, yet she insisted it true.
and I managed to pass the class with a B. My weakness this year was probably not having enough sleep. I get cranky when I don’t get enough sleep, and I realized I can’t focus when I’m in class. My strength this year was probably becoming more organized and setting a specific schedule for myself everyday. Since I have to work, I need to make specific time for my homework. I also need to have specific time to shower and get ready for school in the morning.
I walked into my English class and just by seeing the teacher’s face I could already feel my average going down in the class. She called me to go over to her desk and as soon as I heard my grade I felt miserable. Every time I would try completing an essay the results were never high enough to give me a positive attitude. Besides that, starting an essay would also give me trouble. Thinking of what to write for the thesis and introduction was a huge deal for me.
