Critical Literacy Narrative

“This is the day,” I said to myself mentally as I looked upon a computer screen. “I’m going to need to know sooner or later,” as I hovered the mouse over the ‘Final Grades’ tab before quickly Putting over the exit button. It had been two weeks since the grades had been posted for my spring classes, and I could not gather my nerves to look them up online. I knew that I had done well enough throughout the semester, but I was afraid of unknowingly bombing the final test. Deciding that I was being ridiculous after another week had passed, I gathered my nerves, and clicked the link that said “Final Grades” on my computer screen. I stared intensely at the page when my mind begins to discern the letter grades to be…A, B, A, A, A. I breathed a sigh of relief as I felt an enormous pressure lift of my chest, a vast difference to the last time I was in a similar situation.
However, I ended up failing my calculus class and barely passing my economics class due to the numerous activities I was taking a part of and having to work part-time to cover my living expenses. The struggle that I had faced academically was a huge shock to me because I had been among the top ten percent students in my high school, and never once in my life did I had to take tutoring. Even though I was going to tutoring twice a week and setting more time aside to study, I still failed my exams which caused me a tremendous amount of stress. As a result, I packed up my stuff went back home to enroll at El Paso Community College to relieve the tensions of having to live by myself and to rethink of my goals about what I wanted to do in my college