My attitude and academics didn't change by much in my sophomore year. I was still invited to remedial classes and I didn't believe that I could improve by much anymore. I would ask my friend during class to explain a segment of the topic but whenever I would ask for help, my teacher would tell my friend not to do so. I felt no improvement even if I attended remedial classes and tried. I had partially given up on improving in math. My only goal was to pass the subject and make it to junior year as I had already given up on getting good grades for math that school year.
By the second trimester of second year, report card day had come and I was hit with a sudden realisation that I might actually fail. I reassessed my grades and I was sure to fail. To my surprise and relief, I didn't fail but I knew I was hanging on a thin thread. This was when I decided to find a tutor to …show more content…
I got a tutor for the days when I didn't have remedial classes. I started to submit my requirements, putting ahead math in particular before other subjects because I knew how much I needed it. My teacher accused me of not trying hard enough before and I felt so worthless because of it. I was trying my best already but I just didn't understand whenever she tried to explain the topic. There were many things that she did throughout the year that I did not agree to or find favourable, but I had no choice but to keep trying my best despite