These situations will analyze his life using the macro Conflict Theory. McBride’s life will be contextualized into the betterment of the lower class against the ruling class. Short Bio McBride is in relatively good health, an active grandparent, still enjoys the privilege of driving, participates in community events and enjoys mini vacations. Ernest enjoys…
Failure has always been a huge aspect in my life recurring in everything I indulge myself in; whether it be academically, athletically, or even Boy Scouts. I tend to have a knack for challenging myself till I am unable to complete the task given to me, whilst this could be good in some ways it also puts me in some not favorable situations. More recently I had the thought of completing a bike race , after receiving medical attention for a concussion and a broken collarbone. This was not necessarily the smartest decision on my part, especially since the race was longer than I have ever raced before and also a three day event.…
As the stadium lights slowly began to blind me, the smile I was wearing started to fade as I felt an overwhelming, nauseating sensation flow over my entire body; I thought that flags only slipped through hands on battlefields, not on a Friday night during a high school half time show. Failure is a one-way mirror. When standing in front of the mirror, the failure simply stares back in the form of a reflection. My first performance for the high school color guard amounted to the show flag slipping through my clutches and slamming onto the freshly cut, football field grass. The searing embarrassment that followed felt like the end of the world.…
The kind of storms I see coming this semester is when we have game day which pull me out of my Chemistry class. In order to make it on time to my games I will miss 8 classes out of 19. Depending on what time we leave I will have to make up quiz in the Student Success Center. I cannot drop out of Chemistry because it will put me behind on my schedule to graduate. I am very hopeful that it will get easier when volleyball is over because I can participate in class lectures.…
In James McBride’s childhood, he questions his mother and himself about his identity.…
Sitting in a hard plastic chair in my math class I felt paralyzed. The heat in the room was unimaginable on the cool autumn day. I could not be the only one that was feeling it. At the same time I could barely keep head straight as the math test stared back at me with harsh eyes telling me “you will never be able to pass this class,” in a slithering tone. A drop of sweat rolled down the side of my face.…
I was assigned to work together with Lisa Adamson and Katie Doherty. My group and I were in charge to teach chapter eight sections four and five. Chapter eight section four was about functions, and chapter eight section five is about coordinate system. Surprisingly, our group previously taught a lesson of a fifth grade math class, and our sections tied into teaching up to the middle and high school level. I enjoyed these sections and I will discuss how I felt working as my group and how I individually performed.…
It was the Wednesday before the second Football game of my Freshmen year. School had just gotten over 20 minutes before and I was already having a lousy because I found out I was already failing two of my classes. And as I was getting ready for football that day I said “I’m already failing two classes.”…
Prompt 2 I couldn’t have been prouder on the day I scored horribly on the SAT. Not the official one, but a practice one that was taken in a controlled environment. I knew I could have easily scored higher than the meager score I received that day, but that’s not important. It wasn’t the SAT score I was proud of that day, but rather the significant life transformation that also happened that day in Beijing, China.…
The year of ninth grade, when I took my first Advanced Placement classes, was also one of my most frustrating years. In ninth grade, I enrolled in AP Physics and AP Human Geography. During my elementary and junior high career, I was used to not doing as much work to get A's in my classes. I was ignorant to think those same methods would get me through what was essentially a college course. After receiving my first test back in Human Geography, I was petrified to see my first C on a test.…
Have you ever experienced something that made you disappointed? That’s how i felt when I had bad grades. Although it was a short period of time, I still felt like that was a complete failure. I feel like sometimes when you get a bad grade it will always be there, well that’s my feeling towards that, it might not be necessarily yours either. Therefore, I will write about how a bad grade had me experience failure.…
When things get tough you need to get tougher. I remember last school year , I struggled terribly at Algebra 2. I was on the brink of failing the class. My attitude wasn't the best going into Algebra 2. I thought the class was pointless , and I told myself I was going to fail anyways…
There I was, standing still, eyes straight forward, and I could feel the weight of all the stares upon my shoulders. I had failed. And everyone around me knew it. The worse kind of failure, the one you can’t hide. My job was to command the Junior varsity unarmed drill team for a A.F.J.R.O.T.C drill meet we had.…
To be honest, I hate school with a passion, yet I love learning as much as living. As a child, schooling created a feeling of loneliness and sadness that echoed throughout my life, even now. I didn’t meet the standard levels for literacy and was separated from my classmates in elementary school for special reading and writing classes. Also the lack of freedom to say and move the way I wished to, and the rebellion that stemmed out of me in middle school due to these limitations. Finally, the conforming in high school to appease my mother, friends that drove me over the edge, yet even now I feel the same bull-crap in college.…
High school is a time in life where many important lessons are learned to help a person grow into something better. I have made mistakes in my time in high school and from those experiences I have learned valuable lessons. My freshman and sophomore years I was not a good student. I was not motivated to academically better myself and because of that my grades suffered heavily. Those years of carelessness do not accurately represent me as the student I am now.…