Dyslexia makes it harder for me to read, spell, comprehend, and remember information. Growing up, the public school system marked me as a student who would not succeed in college life and had no reason to be prepared for college. I had an IEP for almost all of my schooling, which meant I was able to get extra help on classes and more time on testing. The school system never really followed through with my IEP and told me that I was just fine without it. Since the school felt I was performing so well on my own in academic classes, they talked my mom and me into doing away with my IEP.
In the beginning I was scared about teaching elementary math because I thought I would never understand math the way students do now. After weeks of learning the conceptual way, I have to say I am finally understanding and I more confident about teaching elementary math. When I was in elementary school, I was taught standard algorithms and the answer just was because that was the way to do it. I always thought there was just one way to add, subtract, multiply, etc., but that is not the case at all. I did not know this going into this class because I was completely caught off guard with all the manipulatives students do now.
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. After the talk between my parent, the psychologist, and me, my parents seems changed, they don’t restrain me anymore like before. Even though I still thought that education is not important, but I started working hard to make up all the classes that I failed to get my high school diploma because I realized the hope that they put on me and I don’t want them to be disappointed again. During my senior year of high school, I did not only take six classes, but also working on a program called Cyber High to retake all my failed classes with high grades, and also take extra class to average up my GPA in order to meet graduate requirements.
Teachers were extremely stressed during this period as well but at the time I didn’t understand why. I remember the reading, writing, comprehension and mathematics testing and then things returning to business as usual after the exam were sent off to be graded. I never really paid this much attention because as a kid you learn to study a subject and then complete the examination to determine your knowledge. Interestingly enough as I progressed as a student I learned how the seemingly long boring timed test determined which courses you placed in. Until more recently I knew little to nothing about the education reform acts which mandated these awful tests.
At times, I would feel pressured to not preform exceptionally in school because of the constant verbal abuse. In fifth grade, I received my first ‘D’ on an English test because some of my classmates dared me not to study for the test that week. Lucky for me, I had very supportive parents unlike some of my other classmates. They explained to me how important it was to maintain a high GPA; I would go much farther in life than they would because of my academic drive. I took their advice to heart and from that moment on I never let negative peer pressure effect how I performed in
It was important that I go to a good university or I won’t be able to get a good job when I graduated. Even though, I didn’t rank as high as I was in middle school, I was doing well enough on my exams; my counselor and teachers told me that I might be able to go to any universities of my choosing. I was very relieved and satisfied with myself; this was my life goal after all. The life of a high schooler was much harder and more completed than a middle schooler. I had to study every day to keep up with the amount of materials that were given out in class—they were much deeper and complicated.
Not only was I experiencing failure for the first time in my academics, which was the one thing that I always thought I was good at, but I was also losing confidence in myself. This whole I have been learning as I go, as I try to navigate my way through my college education. Being a first generation student I had no family to turn to when I was struggling to ask for advice, and always felt too embarrassed to ask for help from others when I needed it. This was a huge mistake that I made and I will make sure that I will not make it again. If I am ever confused at what material is being taught in class, I will attend the professor’s office hours.
I also feared that I would not be able to get into the university I wanted. My parents sacrificed a lot for me so I hope to get a decent job and support them later in the future. Upon seeing the F’s and my low GPA, my mom was disappointed in me because I’ve always tried my best in school; but not this time. In order to bounce back from this fiasco, I retook the class
Throughout my time as being a college student so far, asking questions in class has proven to be one critical step into being a good college student. Asking questions in college is something many student take for granted and they don't realize the importance of it until it's too late. I can admit i don't ask a lot of questions in class for various reason and from my personal experience i have notice what it can result to because it ends up showing in my scores within that class. In this essay i will disguise the difference between a higher-level questions and a lower-level questions.I will also explore why some college student fail to ask questions in class and why they refuse to go to their professor’s office hours when they need help and
If the pupil is earning good grades on all of their assignments, not only will he/she be getting a good grade in the class, but they will understand the concepts exceptionally well. On the other hand, a student would not understand the concepts thoroughly if they are cheating and receiving extra help throughout the course. “In most cases, grades (rather than education and learning) have become the major focus of many Central students. “Grades nowadays don’t reflect what students get out of the class,” Sophomore Mehow Podstawski said. ‘I could understand a class completely and get a B, while a girl who sits right next to me can just do whatever she needs to do and get an A, and not understand anything about what’s going on’” (Hau, “Story of the Week: Academic Pressures Lead to Increase in Cheating.").