Personal Narrative: The Dumb Kid

I never thought of myself as the dumb kid in class until that moment, but when it happened I still didn't think I was any less smart than I am until years later and a similar situation happened to me. The first event was in second grade. I thought I was the best student out of the whole grade, well at least my class. I had recently came to America from Jamaica so I still had a strong accent. I remember we had just had our first parent teacher conference since spring break and I went with my mom just for the fun and to hear what teachers would say about me. Everything was going well until I heard my mom ask about my classwork and the teacher took a while to answer. I was expecting to heard nothing but good things until I heard the teacher say “but as a parent myself I think

What really shocked me was that my mom agreed with my teacher and did what she said. The next year I was stuck in the same grade and the same class with the same teacher, learning the same work again. But even then that still didn't make me feel or think less of myself until a few years later as I was getting ready to leave middle school. All school year old I was one of the top 5 smartest kids in the whole grade. It got closer and closer to the end of the year and time for gradation, all of my teachers told me I would be validation of the year. I ended up believing them and worked hard to keep my spot as validation. It was a few weeks before gradation and we were given report cards early and my English teacher announced who would be validation and salutatorian. Two of my classmates got both positions and at first I was confused, upset, and most certainly pissed off. I went to everybody I could trying to figure out what happened. We looked at the grades and averages and come to find out my English teacher gave both girls 105 in her class making their averages higher than mines by 3