Personal Narrative: Mrs. Martin

Have you ever had someone who influenced you in the best way possible and helped you get as far as you are now? Well I had one and her name was Mrs. Martin. She taught at the school Watterson-Lake Elementary School and I, Alicia Fletcher, was the student whose life she changed. I was a tall, chubby girl who wore glasses and was so loud to everyone, but quiet when it was time to do work. I was taller than all the students in my grade which made me feel out of place, like I did not belong. Mrs. Martin was caucasian, with black hair which she always wore in a bun all the way in the back of her head. She had freckles right under her eyes and on the middle of her nose, and extra white teeth that could brighten up anybody's day with just her smile. The first day that I saw her she was wearing a …show more content…
“There is no excuse or buts. You have to learn to control yourself.” I perfectly understood what she said, and she kept saying it over and over again. I thought I had an excuse for the reason I was acting wild and not thinking before I was acting. She would say¨ There is no such thing as ´too late´ because this was my second year of second grade.
My parents decided that they would teach me that I have to put in work to be successful and achieve my goals; they are just not given. I was so upset at my parents, watching all my friends go to a next grade and here I was in the second grade all over again. My parents even made me stay in the same school so I would be ashamed and not take the situation so lightly. They wanted me to see how failure felt at a young age ,so when I got older I wouldn’t want to feel the same way I did in second grade.
I was so angry with everyone, myself, old teachers,my parents, and even students around me. I felt as if it was everyoneś fault besides mine because they all could have done something to help