My Day At The Clock

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I was staring blankly at the clock as I always did at this time of the day. It was almost 2 o 'clock and school let out at 2:20 so I was ready to go home and take a nap. Of course, my English teacher Mrs. Bruss had to give us homework at the last minute as she babbled on and on I was wondering just how much longer could she go on about the instructions for our assignment. Luckily the PA system interrupted her and the a woman said, "Erykah Jackson to the College Center please!" It seems as if I ran out of that class, not even think about it twice, I packed my things because I knew I wouldn 't be making it back. I hated English and everything about it. As I walked down the stairs to the College Center I wondered what I was even a called there for. I had never been there before, besides I thought it was for seniors and I was only a junior.
As I walked into the College Center I see three of my friends sitting around Mrs. Maxwell 's desk the College and Career Center coordinator. I waved at my friends as I walked toward the desk. But before I could say anything Mrs. Maxwell says "Girl, why haven 't you been down here to see me before!" My friends smiled and giggled to themselves, but I didn 't know what to say so I just smiled and sat with my them at the desk. Mrs. Maxwell said she had an opportunity for us to participate in a highly selective program called the Federal Reserve Bank of Kansas City Student Board of Directors. She said that she chose my friends because of the relationship she built with them, plus they had the grades to back up all the good personalities. Then she turned to me and said she might have looked after me if it wasn 't for my friends speaking highly of me. She hardly believed what they said because...

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I can say that I learned more as a teacher 's assistant in Mrs. Maxwell class that I have learned in an English class in a long time. That initial bonding experience between me and her set the tone throughout the rest of my high school year. She was more than just a teacher she was a mentor. Helping me realize my potential as a writer. It was the first time that I felt comfortable enough with someone that I could spend hours with someone working on a paper. Before I would work alone if a teacher made me peer edit then I would but I would never go on my own. I didn 't want anyone to see how flawed my writing was. This helped me realize that everyone has problems in their writing and everyone needs help looking for errors in their papers. No ones writing it 's perfect at first. I still struggle with writing, the difference is I know it 's okay to ask for help.

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