Zero self-control with medication will lead to consequences depending on the person’s thought process. Modern authors describe those with mental illness and challenges to an impossible recovery and the viewpoint of those without mental conditions. Therefore, the pressure mental illness does in a school environment. Many kids who develop a mental illness are misunderstood. The particular student who always turns in their homework on time begins to stop; according to one student, “my parents asked me why I had failed to produce any homework despite having sat at my desk for several hours” (Shields 43).
In Elementary School when I was learning how to read and write I experience what felt like the worst days of my childhood. I will never forget those days because I felt worthless and didn’t believe that I would make it through school. My first grade teacher at Fultondale Elementary School started noticing that it was difficult for me to read and write, so she pulled me aside from all the other students to see what I was doing wrong. As this continued I felt more and more like an outcast to my classmates. I remember the teacher calling my parents one day to set up a conference about what strategies they could use at school and home to help me grasp the contents of both reading and writing.
And because of all that, I couldn’t finish the STAAR test in time and didn’t answer 5 questions on that test. A week later the teacher was telling us the scores and then she called me up to her desk to tell me the score. She told me that I failed by 2 points, 2! When she said that, I already felt the massive amount of disappointment and how much I regretted not answering those questions and kept questioning what would’ve happened if I did answer them in time. That
At a young age, my mindset was “I hate math and math hates me so why do I even try”. I also preferred to be only taught math when it was hands on. I hated when my teacher would tell me to read a chapter from my math book and learn the information through reading instead of doing the work on the board. In middle school, it only got worse. In sixth grade, I was dropped from the honors course to the regular pre-algebra mid semester and that took a drastic toll on my confidence.
Due to not learning anything in that class, the next year of math class was extremely difficult for me and a lot of my peers. We were extremely behind, and the a lot of my peers and I got assigned to that year refused to take the time to explain things for us due to the fact that we should have already learned all of it. Even after countless nights of studying and turning to the internet in a desperate search for a new way to figure out the solution to every problem I was stuck on, I never fully understood anything that I was learning at the time. By the end of that semester, I was almost two years behind in the subject and I began to dread any type of math class when I saw it on my schedule. I would sit in my math classes and feel completely clueless about the subject, not understanding anything that my teacher was saying.
I took a Chemistry unit test and did not do so good on the test, the teacher had retakes the next following days after school. Of course I had to work all those days. I did not call off and stay after to retake the test. My choice to not take charge of my education, that poor grade stayed in the gradebook and further affected the overall
Due to Temple’s autism being very severe, the doctors told her parents that she was a “lost cause” and that she should just be shut up in a mental institution to live out the rest of her years. Temple’s parents would not stand for that. They tried to make the best of the situation by working with Temple each day. Temple was finally able to speak her first words when she was about three and a half years old. Temple’s parents knew that she was smart.
Then Social Development When I first got my period in fifth grade I did not know what was happening. I was in a stage where when I hurt myself I did not tell my mom I just tried to fix it myself. So I rolled up toilet paper and tried to hide what was happening. However that is something a young girl cannot hide. Soon my mom and sisters found out and explained to me what was happening.
For some reason, once I got to high school, I stopped caring about being organized and my motivation dropped the second I walked through those doors. Even as a freshman, I found it hard to concentrate in certain classes because I did not want to be there. I got my first C my freshman year to ruin any chance of a 4.0 GPA. My sophomore year, I missed a lot of school due to an ACL, injury and it was hard to come back and catch up on all my work. On the bright side, sophomore year 's homework wasn 't as vigorous as senior year.
Therefore, under the ordering of my rebellious heart, I started skipping classes and became lazy about school. The first two years of high school were still okay, which I still earning grades between A to C, but things soon got worse since I started my junior year. During my junior year of high school, I often skip classes, sleep on class, and don’t even do any of my homework. By the end of the school term, I ended up with failing all six classes and had my GPA way lower than the passing average. I and my parents had a big fight about the grades that I had and the school even had us sat in the parent center to reconcile our problem with a psychologist.