I guess I have to start from somewhere. Coming to the United States, was an experience I would never forget. When I was little, I have always wanted to live in a dormitory. Eventually, I got my most desirable wish of living in the dorms, for both my middle school and high school years. My mother wasn’t really in support of it, as she was scared of me getting bullied. My joy knew no bounds when my mom gave me the good news that I will be leaving off to boarding school immediately after graduating from elementary. I was ready to get out there and show the world that I can be small, but can also live without fear like everyone else. Boarding school life wasn’t as fun as I expected it to be. It wasn’t easy because the seniors of the school made …show more content…
To my surprise, I started having good grades and never wanted to settle for less than a B grade. I worked thrice as hard to get a good grade. I was so proud of myself as I gained back my self-esteem, and I could also see myself transitioning from a ‘shy dumb girl’ as people usually say, to an outspoken smart young lady everyone wants to know and get help from. This was how it was supposed to be. No one on this earth is perfect! For one reason or the other, depending where we came from, we all have different issues and also need help in any weak point. Everyone is entitled to make mistakes but it is up to us to change our mindsets if we really want to succeed. One tool that helped me is ‘transitioning’. After learning from my mistakes and seeing that my families especially my dad wants the best from me, I have to transition myself of making too many excuses/procrastination or even listening to those that keep saying that I cannot make it in life to a well responsible student and well mannered. Nowadays, I put negative thoughts aside and always put positive attitude/thoughts in me. I learned and I grow through the power of
Growing up in the Caribbean Island known as Saint Martin. The lifestyle is completely different compared to living in the United States. You could imagine that you’re living in paradise. I came to the USA because my mother and I weren’t on good terms at the time. St Martin is less violent, less racism and the education is more evolved on certain level meaning schools hours are longer than in America and children starts school at the age of 2, and also racism isn’t issued example: Blacks, Caucasians, Asians would get along perfectly; the distances was shorter I used to walk to the store or to go the beaches or meet up friends, transportation is totally different and bit more organize and less confusing. To have been able to grow up in an amazing
In an old society such as 1799 having intimacy with someone and not being marry was unacceptable, it questioned the integrety of the woman and values of the family. It was a shame and even more if got to be pregant ,no man will take her has wife and single mother will not be easy. Eliza Wharton´s a fiction character made up from the novel ¨The Coquette¨ by Hanna Webster Foster a higher educated woman lived in 1758-1840 published The Boarding School; or, Lessons of a Preceptress to Her Pupils, a commentary on female education in the United States and her more famous ¨The Coquette¨ inspired in the gossip around the city about women who where easy lovers. It is a common case with a more complex message for the young ladies in which morals are
This fall I am retaking Chemistry and I aiming for an A. I do not think grades can fully represent one's work ethic, grit and perseverance. Personally, I have struggled with the fact that I was in special education until middle school. I was behind academically because for the first few years in my life I was almost fully deaf and struggled to learn as quickly as others. Although I was in no longer in special education classes by high school, it was already ingrained in my mind that, academically, I was not intelligent enough to fulfill my dreams of having a job that involves food and nutrition. Even with those thoughts, I still pushed myself to apply to Johnson & Wales to prove myself wrong. Thankfully, I did prove myself wrong. I just goes to show even with those negative, I came from being someone that saw no potential in myself with no proof that I was smart into someone who works hard everyday. Grades don't show that someone is in-tune with their weakness and strengths and that their emotionally intelligent enough to work on them. For example, a weakness that I have struggled with is being not being
Meeta Kumar a counselor at Penn has seen students that do not get the grades they want take it very hard on themselves. Kumar said,” What you and I would call disappointments in life, to them feel like big failures.” (Qtd. In par 6) Students aren’t exposed to failing which turns out terrible. Parents need to be able to let their kids grow themselves because it will later help them be more mature. With them learning at an early age to fail it would not be as bad. If kids learned that failure is not the end of it and take it as a learning experience, then they will learn to overcome problems that the world throws at
Do your best to be successful. Even if you don't get all A's or don't have those excellent grades you used to have, it's okay. Make sure you're putting in as much effort as you can and feeling good about yourself. If you want to do better, look into tutors, talking to your teachers, or look at Youtube videos about that topic. 11.
I went into my freshman year of high school very insecure about my own potential. Never did I think that I had it in me to be one of the “smart kids”. Fortunately for me, I signed up for all the wrong classes and I was forced to go to a school (yes, McDevitt was not my choice but my parents) that had terrific, dedicated teachers that knew I was taking the wrong course and did something about it. Like in Th...
Throughout my high school career, I have worked hard to maintain exceptional grades. Though from time to time I slip up, I always review to figure out what I missed and how I could avoid repeating the same mistakes. I’ve come to realize that failure is not to avoid at all cost, but when it does happen, though rare, I need to become a better person from the experience. If I’m not willing to take calculated risks
Indian “boarding” schools were places of reformation. At first the adults were targeted, but after their efforts were proved futile because of too much resistance, they switched to the children, who were of course more pliable. At first Christian missionaries established some on the reservations where schools were too far for the children to attend, but then the government got even more involved. So even though there were day schools on the reservations, the “… reformers preferred off-reservation boarding schools where children could be isolated from the “contaminating” influences of parents, friends, and family.” Simply put, the sole purpose of the schools was to “…restructure the Indian’s minds and personalities.” Their appearances were changed (hair was cut,
As I boarded the plane to move to the United States, the beginning of September 2005, I couldn’t help but think about all that I left behind; My family, my friends, my school, my clothes, and all of the awesome cultural food. Then again, I looked forward to this new life, a new beginning. I imagined it being like life in the movies, where everything seemed easy and life was just beautiful. After all, I was going to the States; the place where most people only dreamt of. I felt very blessed to have this opportunity because I knew that it wasn’t given to everyone. Coming to America marked my coming of age because I left behind my old life, I started life afresh, and I became a much grateful person.
Some might ask why anyone would even begin to want to leave home for something like high school. Why would you leave your home, your friends, your family? It is indeed a good question, one which I will answer in this essay.
Having an isolated younger-life proved to challenge and reshape my individuality, forging me into the person I am today. When I reminisce of my childhood struggle, I find motivation and strength; I feel that my current struggle can be overcome and that I can come out of it a better person. Coming to America at age five proved to be one of the most tremendous challenges I've ever encountered. My family was well off back at the Philippines; my father was a successful manager for a construction company. But he became too old and too pained to continue such labor. Looking for a better life, we came to America with only fifty dollars and the hospitality of relatives. Speaking hardly a lick of English, I had to learn the language. For the first month in America, I would reiterate the only two English words I knew: horse and house. The laughing entertained faces of my parents when I'd boast of my new-found language excited. I went to school on the first day in a confused haze, it was hard to speak to my classmates, who spoke with such eloquence and slang. Of course, their English was elementary—literally howbeit, it was over my head. In the Philippines, everyone was best friends
There are many cities in the United States of America, which are very popular for quality education. New York City is one among those popular cities. Yes, this city is not just popular for skyscrapers and bright lights; you also get a top class education. There are many popular universities for those parents who want to provide quality education for their kids. Along with the top universities, you also have many boarding schools in New York City. Here is the list of most Expensive Boarding Schools in New York City:
When it comes to school, I have always been an “A” only student. I am slightly obsessed with my grades, and I have never had a “B” in my life. Originally, this pressure was put on by my parents, but now I am self-driven and I do not allow myself to have anything lower than an “A-”. Achieving no lower than an “A-” consists of lots of hard work and time management. Unlike many other students, I have always been one to complete my homework as soon as possible. Other students procrastinate and either don’t do their homework until late at night, or even the day
A recent failure that has changed how I go about my daily life is one that many college freshman experience in their first year. In high school I was a very good student, but I did not have to put in a lot of effort to get the grades that I wanted. I would joke with my friends and say that high school taught me how to put in the least amount of effort, and still get the maximum result. All of my teachers told me, as they did every student, that college was going to be different and if you do not put in more effort it would be very difficult. I knew this coming into school, but I am not sure if part of me wanted to prove people wrong, or if I actually was just adjusting to college life. I did not study as much as I should of, and as a result my grades suffered. Luckily I did not completely ruin my grade point average, but since first semester I have completely changed my study habits. This has taught a much needed lesson about hard work, and I am determined to never again fail at my studies. I am the kind of person that learns a lot from failures. My dad has always told me it is ok to make a mistake, but never make the same mistake twice. This I a motto that I live by.
My parents arrived in the United States hoping for a better future not for themselves, but for the baby they carried in their arms. We would often move from relatives ' houses since my parents couldn’t afford renting an apartment themselves. We were fortunate enough to have caring relatives who didn 't mind us living with them since they knew the hardships we were going through. I grew up in a household where only Spanish was spoken given that both my parents didn’t speak any English at all. When I was in kindergarten, my teacher was afraid that I would be behind the rest of my classmates, given that I only spoke Spanish fluently. I was fortunate to receive free tutoring from my kindergarten teacher. We would often read books together until