Last year was the most difficult year for math for me. I never understood what we were doing. Everyday was a massive struggle. I never made above a C on a test. It was extremely frustrating. I dreaded going to math everyday. It was my eighth grade year and math teacher wasn’t that superior. And I’m not that bad at math but I couldn’t understand it at all. The teacher taught in a way that was so confusing to me and nearly to impossible to understand. I even got a toutor to help me, but because I was so confused about it. It was so unclear to me that it was like trying to look threw a stained glass window. It was so aggravating to not get something that had come so natural before. Every time the teacher talked about math it sounded …show more content…
She helped me understand some of the things I had problems on, but not all of them. The next test I made a slightly better grade, but not what I needed it to be. I kept going to toutoring but the math just kept getting arduous. My grades kept getting worse and worse. The rest of the school year I knew just enough to pass. I was finally out of eighth grade. Now that I am in highschool I have made nothing but A’s. The math is way more contented. I finally have a teacher that teaches in the way I understand. I am always the first one done and the one that understands it the most. I had finally got over my struggle in math. It is now way more exciting. I don’t dread going to math and actually enjoy it. Now my vision on math is as clear as day. It has been such a relief to understand it. Since I have gotten through the struggle of doing math, I now feel more confident in doing the work. If you ever get to where you don’t understand math, keep trying to understand it and don’t give up unlike I did. Because now I understand it and it comes to me so easy now. Just pay attention and try not to get behind. Because once you get behind it gets hard to
My first few years of school I struggled with math the most. I remember losing games in class because I knew the answer but couldn’t get my thought out my mouth in in time. Me not being able to focus on one thing at a time also interferes with things like my speech and motor
It was finally time to head to gym class in the afternoon where we were instructed to take part of a physical test. This test would determine how fit or unfit we are based on a system that was implemented by those with greater authority, on which concluded that it was on such a scale society should be based on. So it was that afternoon that I preformed the tasks that were instructed on to me and my peers. I was able to completed them to my utmost potential which can be consider to be something not so distinctive. It was on this day that I was mocked by one my peers of my lack of ability to preform the instructed physical tasks, that was a no brainer to such a fit individual like himself. It
As a child, I have always been fond of reading books. My mother would read to me every single night before I went to bed and sometimes throughout the day. It was the most exciting time of the day when she would open the cabinet, with what seemed to be hundreds of feet tall, of endless books to choose from. When she read to me, I wanted nothing more than to read just like her. Together, we worked on reading every chance we had. Eventually I got better at reading alone and could not put a book down. Instead of playing outside with my brothers during the Summer, I would stay inside in complete silence and just read. I remember going to the library with my mom on Saturdays, and staying the entire day. I looked forward to it each and every week.
Throughout my childhood, the idea of having a college education was greatly stressed. As a result, it was my duty as the next generational child, to excel in my studies and achieve a life of prosperity and success. Learning became the basic foundation of my growth. Therefore, my youth was overtaken by many hours spent reading and writing what was known to be correct "Standard" English. I first found this to be a great shortcoming, but as I grew older, I began to realize the many rewards acquired by having the ability to be literate.
I also learned that mathematics was more than merely an intellectual activity: it was a necessary tool for getting a grip on all sorts of problems in science and engineering. Without mathematics there is no progress. However, mathematics could also show its nasty face during periods in which problems that seemed so simple at first sight refused to be solved for a long time. Every math student will recognize these periods of frustration and helplessness.
When I was in the sixth grade I started failing classes and I didn’t know how to fix it. I was to afraid to ask the teacher for help because I was far enough behind already. I didn’t have a lot of friends either, which decreased my chances farther from getting help. My mother was never good in school either, and my step-dad was always at work. So I realized I would have to get better on my own. At that moment I started paying a lot more attention to what was going on around me. I also had the privilege of a tutor in class, and math was her specialty.
Mrs. X helped me understand and learn math. When I needed help or didn’t understand something, she was there and helped me understand what you had to do and how to do it. When I had her I did not know how to multiply and it was confusing, and I knew all I had to do was ask her and I did. She told what to do and I learned how to multiply.
Let me explain….Being a ‘grown up’ I can look back on things and see what was happening to me way back when……Now at school I was ok at maths, UNTIL we got to algebra! I just could not get it. It wasn’t clear; I couldn’t picture any reason around it or any purpose for it. So after a while I stopped doing maths and took another topic. That’s a bit of a shame in hindsight, because now I find myself with a 17 year old doing year 11 maths!
After analyzing the literacy narrative "Proficiency" by Shannon Nichols, I have came across with two disturbing points. First, Shannon really cares about her grades and get jealous whenever someone else gets better grade than her. Second of all, the tools she's using are not helping her to get better at writing. When she says, "The test ultimately determines whether students may receive a high school diploma...I never had a GPA below 3.0. I was smart...I had disappointed my family." It shows that Shannon is taught (by her parents) to think in conservative way; which is get good grades, get the diploma and you will get a decent job. Therefore, she values grades more than anything else. You can also notice she feels hatred towards people who
Yeah, I was like really not good at it. And in college, I took a Calculus class that sort of changed everything that I thought about math. I found out that the more math classes I took, I became more interested in math and I became less interested in physics. Somebody told me that there was such a thing as Graduate School. I like doing Math. Maybe I should keep doing Math.Somebody told me that you can just keep on doing Math [laughter]. So that's what I'm doing--
Writing this literacy narrative I have discovered many key issues in education that I was never aware or never crossed my mind. Key issues in education are extremely important in today’s education. When I was writing this literacy narrative I learned many new writing and reading skills. In this literacy narrative helped my writing and reading improve a lot. I personally feel that writing this essay I was able to expand in my writing and reading skills allowing me to read and write on a higher level than I am use to. College has truly been such a huge change for me. During this literacy narrative one new technique that I learned was how
Every school year my general feeling and perspective toward math changes slightly. Since about fourth grade, when the curriculum started getting a little harder, I still felt that good grades came naturally to me. I never had to try really hard or study for hours on end jus...
Prior to enrolling in your class, I completed College Algebra at Alvin Community College as well as a Precalculus course under you instruction. I also completed math courses up to Algebra II at Clear Creek High School. I have struggled with math courses (and all of school for that matter) a great deal in the past because I have been unwilling to invest the time necessary studying in order to succeed instead of spending that time leisurely. I feel confident that I can learn and understand material presented to me provided I am willing to make that sacrifice. Now more than ever, I feel as though I particularly enjoy math.
I lived in a wonderland of games, toys and friends until a certain examination came my way. It was my first real math exam that changed everything. My father, recently returned from New York City, did all he possibly could to train me in the ways of addition and multiplication but to no success. I failed that exam. I added instead of multiplying. I got a grade of 74 in math so I missed my shot at becoming one of the Top Ten. I finished 14th in my class.
In earlier years, I’ve had mostly good experiences with math. During elementary school, math was one of the easiest subjects I had. Math came so easy to me back then because it was mostly simple addition and subtraction. In the third grade, I had a slight struggle with adding and subtracting fractions, but I mastered it by practicing more and getting extra help. This experience pushed me to do practice problems at young age. It helped me in a positive way by showing me what it feels like to accomplish something. Once high school came around, math started to get a little more difficult. As soon as I adjusted to the high school setting, it became easy again. The most rigorous course I took in high school was Pre-Calculus. I took