Personal Narrative: My Failure In High School

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Failure certainly is not nice, and nobody is proud of a failure. I dreamed of attending the University of Texas at Austin, but I did not realize the work that contributed to achieving that goal. If I knew back then what I know now, I would go back and repair that bad grade, however making that bad grade was a turning point in my life that changed me for the better. I was a freshman when I first learned what failure certainly was. I was careless and not very concerned about my grades, because I was a freshman. New school, new people, and more excitement, not to mention more homework. The football season is always exciting, especially because I was a part of the Friday night light experience. I was on the Drill Team and I was a member of the marching band. Because the study habits I had were horrible, an abundant amount of my tests and quizzes I failed. When I did my work I would wait until the absolute last minute, meaning my work possessed extremely low quality. I knew …show more content…

I had an intense practice Monday afternoon, therefore I got home tired. I thought I was going to be able to just take a shower, eat dinner, and then go to bed. Then I glanced at the kitchen table, and saw my report card. I had known that my grade for my world geography was not going to be great, but I hoped I did not fail. I opened the envelope and unfolded my report card and spotted the grade. The grade was a sixty nine. My heart dropped and my eyes watered. And when I did not think the situation could get any worse, my parents wanted to see my report card. Just by their facial expressions I could tell, they were disappointed. I started to cry and realize that I had done wrong. Failures don’t go anywhere, was all I could think while I was receiving an hour long lecture about how this failing grade will affect my chances of getting into college. But I realized that I can recover, that this is just one of the many obstacles that I can

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