It seems like a decade ago that we began our time with Mr. McGee in Room 303. As we first took our spots next to our peers and friends, we were all filled with a sense of apprehension about what was to come. We had all heard the horror stories about the hours and hours of homework required to earn a passing grade in this class. Our teacher was hailed a legend in our small rural high school and he was well liked and respected. He also had a reputation for being incredibly smart and pushing his students beyond what they had previously known. At the beginning of the year I had no idea how much I would change as a student and person before the year would end. At the beginning of the year I was an average student with average writing skills. I
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I was able to read increasingly efficiently; absorbing more information in less time. I also had an easier time writing essays. I hadn’t made an incredible amount of progress at this time but I knew that I was on my way. At semester I felt as though I had a handle on things. I thought I was handling the workload very well; balancing it with the rest of my classes. There were of course some very late nights and at times I struggled with my organization. But I always managed to slip by with A’s, B’s, and the occasional C. It seemed that through my senior year I was progressing quite nicely. Then….the second semester …show more content…
I will soon cease to walk the halls which I have called home for the past several years. Yet I feel as though my knowledge lever has increased. I have become a brighter and sharper student, especially in the English department. This senior year I was pushed harder in my English class than I ever had been before. My world was full of annotations, lectures, essays, and books. I thought that I would never emerge from the experience with any sort of acceptable grade. Yet I did, and I improved while doing so. I can now write more structured, organized essays which help me paint a clear idea of what I am trying to get across. My reading speed as well as reading interpretation has improved as well. I am a much more capable writer and reader now than I have ever been before. Also, my organization skills are rather good too. I may not be able to keep my room consistently organized but I can organize my schedule. Throughout this senior year I have made many changes that I am proud
I was able to read increasingly efficiently; absorbing more information in less time. I also had an easier time writing essays. I hadn’t made an incredible amount of progress at this time but I knew that I was on my way. At semester I felt as though I had a handle on things. I thought I was handling the workload very well; balancing it with the rest of my classes. There were of course some very late nights and at times I struggled with my organization. But I always managed to slip by with A’s, B’s, and the occasional C. It seemed that through my senior year I was progressing quite nicely. Then….the second semester …show more content…
I will soon cease to walk the halls which I have called home for the past several years. Yet I feel as though my knowledge lever has increased. I have become a brighter and sharper student, especially in the English department. This senior year I was pushed harder in my English class than I ever had been before. My world was full of annotations, lectures, essays, and books. I thought that I would never emerge from the experience with any sort of acceptable grade. Yet I did, and I improved while doing so. I can now write more structured, organized essays which help me paint a clear idea of what I am trying to get across. My reading speed as well as reading interpretation has improved as well. I am a much more capable writer and reader now than I have ever been before. Also, my organization skills are rather good too. I may not be able to keep my room consistently organized but I can organize my schedule. Throughout this senior year I have made many changes that I am proud