Personal Narrative: A Child Called It

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Education and Me Education, a thing we fought to have is now discouraging students to learn. All this starts once we start school. At first it is great you’re doing good, meeting new people and then you get homework handed to you to which you think to yourself what is this? What am I supposed to do with this? From the day, I first started school, I have always had trouble learning. The hardest thing I had to learn was English, I couldn’t understand what any of my teachers were saying. I couldn’t even talk to other children because they did not understand anything I said to them. After a year went by I learned English pretty well to where I could understand what my teachers were saying to me. From kindergarten to seventh grade I was placed …show more content…
Back then I was more afraid of being held back and not moving on with the three of my friends to the next grade. I didn’t care about my grades anymore because I thought why bother even trying if I can’t even learn the material being taught to me. A Child Called It Dave Pelzer says, “Childhood should be carefree, playing in the sun; not living a nightmare in the darkness of the soul” (98). What Pelzer is saying is true, I greatly agree with what he just said, because everyone’s childhood should be care free instead of having kids deal with bullies and grades that determine their life on whether they succeed or not. Which brings me to where teachers play a major role in grading us on our ability to learn and how quick some are to just give up on …show more content…
I felt unteachable at that moment, it was like I was the dumbest student in the class. The teacher just gave up on trying to explain anything to me because I just didn’t get the hang of it. Then I realized and thought I was too stupid because if my peers have the guts to tell me I am idiotic why not believe them? the teacher gave up on trying to help me. And yes, I know there are many teachers out there who aren’t like that but yet there are plenty in our schools. Even though my peers made fun of me for not being as “smart” as they were, I thought to myself what was the point for me to even be here if I can’t be as equally smart as my

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