Intelligence and Character correlate with one another tremendously. During my first years in elementary school I was placed into a special education class. I was very young and I didn’t have a clue why I had been placed in a smaller class setting but I enjoyed it. I learned a lot, and being in this setting helped me advance academically. As I got older I began to notice the differences amongst my class and the “regular classes”. They were larger in the number of students they had, they didn’t have a teacher assistant with them at all times, and they stood very far away from us when we would sit in the cafeteria tables. Although this didn’t affect me too much as a child, the moment in which I knew I was somehow different was when I was told
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The teacher assigned the first practice quiz to see how much of the material we knew, and all I can remember is staring at that sheet of paper with a bunch of multiplication problems and feeling like I was reading another language. “What classroom had I stepped into?” I thought to myself. I was extremely frustrated that day, and I remember coming home telling my mother and we had to come in for a bunch of meetings. Until they finally placed me into a “regular class”. Unknowledgeable of the difference in academics, and the methods in how they taught their classes. I was surprised when I stepped into a more advanced classroom setting of third grade. Somehow, I felt as if I had just won the noble prize or something because my mom was beyond ecstatic, and the staff at my school continued to emphasize how great of an opportunity this was for me. And it isn’t until I’ve grown up that I was able to acknowledge how beneficial being in the Special Ed class was for me. Due to being in the Special Ed class I was friends with the people that everybody seemed scared of. Although, I did have to repeat a grade, because of this I gained true character from having to come to grips with the fact that I wasn’t ready to advance to the fourth grade. This was a hard concept to attain at first but once I saw how great I was doing in my new and improved third grade class; I was content with the decision that had to be
The teacher assigned the first practice quiz to see how much of the material we knew, and all I can remember is staring at that sheet of paper with a bunch of multiplication problems and feeling like I was reading another language. “What classroom had I stepped into?” I thought to myself. I was extremely frustrated that day, and I remember coming home telling my mother and we had to come in for a bunch of meetings. Until they finally placed me into a “regular class”. Unknowledgeable of the difference in academics, and the methods in how they taught their classes. I was surprised when I stepped into a more advanced classroom setting of third grade. Somehow, I felt as if I had just won the noble prize or something because my mom was beyond ecstatic, and the staff at my school continued to emphasize how great of an opportunity this was for me. And it isn’t until I’ve grown up that I was able to acknowledge how beneficial being in the Special Ed class was for me. Due to being in the Special Ed class I was friends with the people that everybody seemed scared of. Although, I did have to repeat a grade, because of this I gained true character from having to come to grips with the fact that I wasn’t ready to advance to the fourth grade. This was a hard concept to attain at first but once I saw how great I was doing in my new and improved third grade class; I was content with the decision that had to be