I met my English teacher that same year and her class was centered around writing, my weakness. Since I would still mix up words, I thought I wouldn’t be able to live up to my potential and I was worried that she would see my flaws. I was wrong with my preconceptions because I was constantly doing well with writing in her class. She helped me tremendously and we bonded over my improving grades. I no longer saw myself as a failure and neither did she. To her, I wasn’t the girl who had inadequate writing and comprehension skills. I was the girl who wanted to succeed. I was the girl who saw, for the first time, letters and numbers as separate
I met my English teacher that same year and her class was centered around writing, my weakness. Since I would still mix up words, I thought I wouldn’t be able to live up to my potential and I was worried that she would see my flaws. I was wrong with my preconceptions because I was constantly doing well with writing in her class. She helped me tremendously and we bonded over my improving grades. I no longer saw myself as a failure and neither did she. To her, I wasn’t the girl who had inadequate writing and comprehension skills. I was the girl who wanted to succeed. I was the girl who saw, for the first time, letters and numbers as separate