5 Year Plan Essay

longer fight. However, I was not always like this. The person that is me now is not the same person born on the 28th of May, 2000. That was me fifteen years ago on the day I took my first breath. Nor am I the same person from just a year back. I am Samar. Fifteen years, three months and eleven…

Seventh grade I simultaneously tapped my leg on the floor and my pencil to my desk. I looked around the room and examined all of my classmates. No one seemed as nervous as me. My teacher slid my test towards me and I felt my stomach drop as soon as I read the first couple of questions. I had no idea what any of the information was and I knew there was absolutely no way I was passing the test. What’s ridiculous is that even though I didn’t study, I felt bad for myself. “Are you okay?” my…

English has always been an easy subject for me as I truly enjoy reading and writing, for as long as I remember I have had a natural talent for English. The lowest grade I have ever received in an English class was a B at the very lowest. I believe my talent for reading and writing comes from my mother who has always been an avid reader and even read aloud while she was pregnant because she heard that it was good for me. While growing up, my parents took me to the library weekly to get books for…

with at were different grade levels and had different years of experience. They were all math teaching in middle school, the first I met with was Ms. Hall a seventh grade teacher in her second year of teaching, the second was Ms. Ambriz a sixth grade teacher with twelve years of experience on that same day I also visit Ms. Martinez eighth grade with more years than Ms. Ambriz and finally Mr. Bravo who was also a sixth grade teacher on his first year of teaching. When observing I was able to see…

Now 25, I had been out of school for seven long years. I had grown tired of going nowhere with my life and hated feeling stagnant. I was so nervous because I had completely forgotten how to be a critical reader, take notes, and write papers. So far, my experience has been great, my mind feels refreshed…

In my life, there have always been people who loved reading or writing, both, or none of the above. When I was little, I was that child who loved to read rapaciously but hated writing. Over the years I began to develop a disliking for school on the basis of teachers’ negative reinforcement. Their ideas and teachings made me question the value of education. Throughout my hardship however, I unearthed my desire to teach and it revived a love for learning and spreading the Gospel. Growing up I had…

My frequent trips to the eerily quiet school library started almost ten years ago, in my first grade class with Mrs. Yenser. Thick paperback novels, controversial science fiction, doomsday utopian societies, sappy romances, and even an educational biography every once in a while were some of my best friends throughout my elementary age. I flew through Tom Sawyer, the Alex Rider series, To Kill a Mockingbird, and several dozen other intriguing reads. Knowing I had become hooked on reading, many…

New Years’ of 2014 It all started on December 31, 2013. I had decided to bring in the year with a few friends, who at the time I thought were my true friends. Just to find out later on that they weren’t. I thought that this was going to be a great way to bring in the New Year; I was wrong. On the night of the 31st I was getting ready for the New Year’s Eve party that we have at my church every year. I’m always a part of the program, so naturally I was practicing. While I was practicing, I…

led me to see reading in a whole new light. I realized that fiction is not only useful for entertainment, but also for learning about the world. With this revolutionary state of mind, I sought out books such as Lord of the Flies and 1984. Just last year, I read Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World, which once again proved to me that novels are nearly as useful for learning about the world and developing one’s character as nonfiction books. With this new perspective in mind, I am excited to discover…

of the young boy. This is seemingly the first time that he has ever experienced an interest in girls, and the narrator is reflecting on the time when he went first went walking with a girl in the cold December. At the time, the narrator was twelve years old, but I think that the poem is about his growth and the changes that all young children go through when they are first discovering love and romance. Even though the poem is set in the mid twentieth century, it is still relatable. Every adult…