Until middle school I would have been described as introverted, but all this changed during the beginning of my high school transition. During the summer break before I started high school, my mother found a summer project for me. She asked me to tutor a child who had recently been diagnosed with a learning disability and had failed math and reading at grade 3. I had some fun plans for the summer. But my mother thought I could be more resourceful by spending two hours every week with this kid and learn a lot from the experience. I was a bit annoyed with this summer project thrust upon me and failed to understand how I would gain anything from this arrangement. I felt that I did not have the right skills or understanding to help him. My mother however believed that if I showed empathy towards this child then I would be able to help him in his learning.
When I first met Jake at the local library, I noticed a skinny and nervous
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I resolved to try again with sincerity. The following day I just gathered enough courage and called up Jake’s mother to find out about Jake’s interests and dislikes. During the quick conversation I learned that Jake liked mystery books and superhero comics. When I met with him again a week later, I had brought along a couple of easy to read comics and mystery chapter books. Our second tutoring session was far more successful and from there on we began to bond. I felt as I was teaching him math and reading, and he was teaching me larger life lessons, like empathy, patience and above all being genuine, and these lessons I would carry for the rest of my life. As the days went by, we both gained confidence and trust in each other. Spending two hours every Friday with Jake became a source of joy for me since he brought such incredible positive energy in me. I can now say that he helped me discover my softer side that I never knew I
Scarr, Sandra. "Social Introversion-Extraversion as a Heritable Response." Child Development. Vol. 40. N.p.: Wiley, n.d. 823-32. JSTOR. Web. 1 Mar. 2014.
High school is meant to be the time of your life, but for most seniors just like me it can be some of the most emotional and crazy time. The things in my past make me who I am today, and the things I do now are the first footsteps into the future. I’ve learned a lot about myself in these past four years, and I still have so much learning to do. This is my high school story; the good, bad, and the ugly.
In middle school, I felt limited by the lack of opportunity in my community, but I made due with what I had. I took it upon myself to volunteer my extra time to tutor other students who didn’t understand the material as well. Tutoring benefitted me as well, for
My experiences with tutoring others has taught me that it satisfies me to help others understand and learn. As you teach others you learn about the different ways you handle situations and solve issues as well. I’ve always been the person that my classmates come up to for help, but it wasn’t till grade 10 until I officially started tutoring math, mainly Pre-Calculus 12. In grade 11, I continued tutoring, but this time I focused on a single individual, and that brought up challenges of creating a suitable relationship, that becomes the foundation for effective learning. This year, I took on a challenge, my teacher asked me to be a mentor towards a student with learning disabilities who was struggling with school. I
First of all, my perceptions of my greatest strengths display that reasoning and enthusiasm to learn are some of my greatest strengths, however, my mother reports that my greatest strengths which we did not share were English skills, kindness, politeness, and trustworthiness. Another question in which our opinions differed was that I was not in high school long enough to have a solid experience which to explain about, but on the other hand, my mother had a great experience in high school, enjoyed school overall, and had mostly wonderful teachers. Lastly, my worries for myself in this school year include falling behind in my advanced class, not obtaining perfect A’s throughout the year, or accidentally being late. However, my mother had absolutely no fears or worries for me this year in school, demonstrating that she has a great deal of faith in me. Between my perceptions of my skills and my mother’s perception of them, the fact that there are differences between our opinions has been validated with these pieces of
By the second grade I was very resentful of the extra help I was reviving. To me this meant being separated and I felt different. Sometimes I would not want to go to school and if I went I would dread each moment. As each day went by I would do the same thing every day I would be removed from class and have to read a different passage to a teacher and then take a short story home to read to my mom or dad. To me the fact that I had to do this almost every day was making me so angry it reflected in my actions. But by the end of that year I made a promise one that I intended to fulfill by the time I left Ayer Elementary
One of the biggest lessons I've learned is to never give up and that everything in life happens for a reason. Throughout my entire life my dreams have been put down by society, wether it was a coach, friend, or family member. Everything I gain is because of me and only me. When I started my first year of high school, I knew I wasn't ready to maintain my academics, my social life, and my sports schedule all at once. I was completely intimidated by everything occurring in my life at the time.
Something that I have always been extremely passionate about is sports. My freshman and sophomore year of highschool I played four varsity sports, volleyball, basketball, golf, and softball. After my sophomore I decided to get a job as a lifeguard and work full time in the summer rather than continuing my softball career. For the remaining of high school I continued to play volleyball, basketball, and golf, all of which I love. Without athletics I am not positive I would be the student I am today, sports keep me healthy and on top of my grades and schoolwork.
Let’s flash back in time to before our college days. Back to then we had lunch trays filled with rubbery chicken nuggets, stale pizza, and bags of chocolate milk. A backpack stacked with Lisa Frank note books, flexi rulers, and color changing pencils. The times where we thought we wouldn’t make it out alive, but we did. Through all the trials and tribulations school helped build who I am today and shaped my future. From basic functions all the way to life-long lessons that helped shape my character.
My parents always treated my peers as if they were their own kids and they always had a perfect bond. My parent’s interaction with the school was quite overwhelming. They always went to my parent- teacher conferences, volunteered when we had student activities, helped out in school when help was need. They bonded with the teachers very well and even outside of school they maintained communication. Every single day when my siblings and I got home from school, mom would sit down with us after dinner and help us with homework and to study. She always found a way to make homework and studying entertaining and not boring. My community would make tournaments and have activities for the kids to go and participate. Including but not limited to basketball tournaments and coloring contests. When it came to having field day at school, my community would help support it by volunteering, making sure we were safe and having fun. When there were soccer games and baseball games at school, people from my community would come and cheer for the kids playing. There was never a dull moment when it came to the kids in the community. The community always seemed to have something in mind for us. The mesosystem showed how having family/friend together helped a child’s growth in a positive
Teachers and peers Teachers played a huge role in my development because I started preschool at the age of two, so I spent a lot of time in some sort of classroom setting and interacted with the teachers. When I was younger a lot of times I preferred to be around the teachers, mostly because being an only child at the time, that was all I was used to. There were times when I did interact with my peers. Most of the time I spent was with my cousin because we had the same class. Once I was old enough to start kindergarten I was confident that it was going to be a cake walk. I met a group of friends and was excelling in class. However, my friends and I had a very hard time getting along, so we were later separated. Throughout my childhood I recall bouncing between several different types of friend groups, from the “cool clique”, to the
Going into freshman year of high school was something that hit me unexpectedly. I couldn’t believe that 4 years from then I would be graduating. To me it seemed like an eternity of course, as if I had all the time in the galaxy to relax before things would become more profound such as grades, time management skills, and independence.
In the end I visited his old school to speak to some of his former teachers in the hope they could provide me with an amusing story to tell. The first person I got hold of was his math’s teacher of five years.
As a young child I was a non social person, and did not like to participate in anything. I liked to be an individual person, and do things on my own. I was shy and not outgoing like all my other friends were. When I enter a situation for the first time, I have a hard time speaking up until I feel comfortable. As being as shy as I was, my school work was affected a lot because I would not raise my hand to ask questions if I did not understand something, or go to the teacher for help. It was hard to transition from that stage to being more outgoing and talk more with my peers. It was difficult to communicate with others becuase of this as well, i was not able to be the perosn that i really am.
Summer break was over, and it was the time to go back to school to my eleventh grade. School for me wasn’t that different as my summer break. I never felt like not going to school after a long summer break because I used to have a lot of fun in school. School for me was a place where you would socialize, gossip, brag, drive attention, miss conduct, daydream, text students, sing, ask silly questions and flirt with girls. I think now you know how my days at school used to be. However, a day has come that I would not expect it to come at all. I suddenly became a much disciplined student that I would not do anything out of the way. It all happened when I meet my new physics professor Jamal Betar who has wonderful qualities that amaze him from other teachers, and he also gave me the true meaning of education that I have never thought of before in my life.