Critical Thinking is the objective analysis and evaluation of an issue in order to form a judgment. A time using critical thinking is when I enrolled into school after being out of school for some years. Feeling apprehensive about taking courses online for the first time, I did not know what to expect or did not know if was able to complete the assignments. Before I knew about the resources that the school offered. Expressing my concerns to one of my close friends who has already completed their bachelor’s degree.…
In my senior year at Woodland Highschool I barely graduated. I was failing one class, history. My final grade luckily, was a D-. The reason for this horrible grade was because I never showed up to class and never studied for any of the tests.…
During my junior year at Stephen Decatur High School, I was enrolled in American Literature with Mrs. Moore. At first I thought she was a hard teacher because she made us write a lot. I enjoyed writing creative pieces, but in her class she gave us a prompt or we had to analyze a text and prove how the author believed in the American Dream or not. The first essay we wrote I scored a 29 out of 30 and was proud of myself because English has not always been my strongest subject. Our next assignment was on The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald.…
Journal 30 1. Recently I've felt emotionally overwhelmed with a grade I've received for a math test. I knew everything on the test and I studied the night before, but when I got it, it seemed like my mind went blank. When I got the test back I ended up getting a 51% on it and the test was worth 100 points. This ended up dropping my grade from a 98% overall to an 81% overall.…
During my junior year I experienced failure. I had taken 3 AP classes and I was in cheer at my high school, and trying to figure out a balance between the two was difficult for me because it seemed like cheer took up a lot of my time and in the past other two years it had, but I had managed to still do well in my honors and AP classes. My junior year was another story, I struggled a lot at the beginning of the school year, and most of first semester was spent with me having an F sometimes more than one, and that was a failure to me because I had my heart set on going to a four college or university and I knew that if i had an F i wouldnt qualify.…
“You cheated”, slipped from my mouth. I was referring to my English Class. Frustration, filled my voice as I was disappointed in myself because I received a B. In my life I have only ever got one B and for reasons beyond my control and to complex to be explained. However, this B feels like my first real B. It resembles the first course that has ever conquered me. The whole time I have been striving to get A’s not for my gpa but for myself because it was something attainable that I was certain I could accomplish and that seemed to solely rest upon me.…
As the stadium lights slowly began to blind me, the smile I was wearing started to fade as I felt an overwhelming, nauseating sensation flow over my entire body; I thought that flags only slipped through hands on battlefields, not on a Friday night during a high school half time show. Failure is a one-way mirror. When standing in front of the mirror, the failure simply stares back in the form of a reflection. My first performance for the high school color guard amounted to the show flag slipping through my clutches and slamming onto the freshly cut, football field grass. The searing embarrassment that followed felt like the end of the world.…
Since day one of my freshmen year, I knew I wanted to make my education count 100%. Throughout my life, I’ve had my fair share of good and bad decisions but the best decision of my life was to get my grades straight and focus on school. For the past two and a half years, i’ve put my absolute best into coming out on top and so far i’ve succeeded. Being invited into the National Honors Society is definitely one of my biggest accomplishments that i’m very proud of. When I was a bit younger, around seventh or eighth grade, my grades weren’t anything I took a lot of pride in.…
Long, wide roads, small houses, and steel fences were my view as I walked into an unfamiliar building called Thomas Jefferson Middle School. I did not know anything about the culture or the language; a huge chill came over me, which I have never felt before. I felt goose bumps as I first walked in the building. The building was old and was not well cared for. The colors of the walls were fading and the elevators made the sound of a dying animal when it moved.…
My grades this past year were and are not indicative of who I am as a student, or as a person in general. My junior year of high school, I decided to do PSEO, thinking it was an easy way to get credits for both high school and college. I did not realize the struggle I was going to have just trying to be accountable for myself during my senior year. My daily schedule consisted of work, soccer, managing the high school boy’s hockey team, volunteer work, spending time with my high school friends and taking college courses. I took the most challenging classes through Anoka-Ramsey Community College, thinking that like high school these would be the best for me.…
One day when I went to check my grades, I saw one that I was not very ecstatic about. It was my first D and it made me not only devastated but had the feeling of failure. It was a long day and night thinking about where I could have went wrong, how I was going to show my parents and what I was…
The next term they placed me in the highest math class in the middle school. At first I thought that it was a mistake, and I had made the right guesses on the test. The math that was being taught was nothing that had ever been presented to me. All the other people around me seemed to understand everything and I could feel the distance between us. It was embarrassing and strange to no longer be the best in the class.…
I repetitively used the excuse that I was competing against the smartest students in the city, and that not doing well was to be expected. These low expectations caused my grades to plummet, and with my grades, my self-confidence fell too. By the time I was a sophomore, I was on the verge of failing all of my classes. I fell into a state where I believed that I couldn’t do anything with my life and there was nothing that I could do to change it. This toxic mindset bled into the other aspects of my life, inside and outside of school.…
When I was in junior high, up to my sophomore year in high school I never cared about school or my grades until I was expelled from coon rapids high school for allegedly distributing marijuana to other students. I was then transferred to an alternative school called Crossroad which I hated because I felt like I was around dumb criminals all day. Later that year I had an IEP meeting at my new school at the time, with my family, case manager and principle of crossroad and talk about my how I can graduate on time, I later found out during the meeting I was a year behind on credits! That was the breaking point for me, that’s when I made the decision to take school seriously and make it my first priority. I started working hard as I possible could…
I've made a lot of mistakes, just like any other person, but one shining example that comes to mind when I think about growth from personal failure is my freshman year of high school. I failed English, Algebra, and Health. I had to spend three days in summer school recovering credits. My freshman year of high school was a tough year. I had a very hard time staying motivated and focused, forget being anywhere near organized.…