My Personal Narrative: My Educational Awakening

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My Educational Awakening

Back in 8th and 9th grade, I started struggling with school, not for reasons such as that I was not understanding subjects, it was more that I started giving up because I seeking free time once school was over, now I led a busy life up til this point, always hanging out with friends, sports, church activities, and so on. Anyway, once I came to the realization that education was starting to become more prevalent in my daily life I would have to drop some of the things I loved. To gain more time for projects and other various homework I had to drop many of the things I loved. And I basically refused to do that, this is my story and how I came to the realization of the importance of school and education in all.
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Becoming a historian was a job that made sense to me and one I would enjoy, plus with the added benefit of traveling to learn. This dream helped me regain my focus over the summer and I took up several new hobbies such as I taught myself German and started spending 70% of my time learning about WW1 to Present, WW2 being my favorite subject (Any history teacher I’ve ever had will tell you about the dedication I had to learning about WW2 and how I extremely express the importance of WW2 in everything I do.) And with this new confidence for the hope to teach the status of “Historian” I hoped that my dedication would also carry over to my schoolwork when I started 9th grade, which much surprise it did not go as …show more content…
I know I would not have been able to pull off an 180 if my teachers never spoke to me about my grades nor express concern or care for me. Now, me failing certain classes like Math and English in 8th and 9th had to do with the fact I had absolutely terrible teachers, my 8th grade math teacher refused to teach us anything, she even flat out told us she had tenure and even if we complained to anyone nothing would change, because of that she would simply throw random problems of the board, the likes of which we’ve never seen, and we would fail those as well as the homework since we were not taught how to complete it. Similar in English in 9th grade, we did projects regularly sometimes twice a week, but each project required us writing down vast amounts of information, and she would never be able to write it all down because she went to fast, and when we would tell her she would blame it on us, and refuse to show us the notes again… Now I am not saying I had an excuse, because I did not, I found myself going to other Math and English teachers for help. Heck, my history teacher had to teach me how to solve a system of equations cause my math teacher was absolutely horrendous.

Whenever I think to myself how I managed to pull myself out of the slump I was in, it always goes back to pressure

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