Personal Narrative: A Career In High School

I have always been the student to struggle with grades in school. I was never one who made straight A’s. I always seemed to make a few A’s mainly C’s. Junior High was a tough time for me, as well as high school. Almost every course I took in junior high and high school I struggled in. I suffered more in high school than I did in junior high. I seemed to always do terribly in the same three class; geometry, biology, and history. Looking at my final report card my sophomore year and seeing that I made not just one, but three D’s made me severely discouraged. I knew I was not doing as well in a few class but I had no idea how badly I really was doing. By seeing how poor my work performance was made me lose all hope. I then went into my senior
Starting off my junior year I had Geometry for my fifth period class. By having Geometry fifth hour, the end of the school day, made it hard for me to pay attention in class. I was always ready to leave school. Of course I was tired and wore out from being up since 6:30 in the morning to catch the bus. I dreaded going to geometry every day. It did not help that my teacher had a monotype voice that made it hard to stay focused. Going in to class with a negative attitude because I knew it was a challenge, made an enormous effect on my work performance. I always fell asleep in class, never paid attention, never did my homework, and worst of all, never studied for tests. As time went on my teacher noticed I was not doing well in the class and called home to my parents to see what was going on with me. Of course my parents were disappointed with my performance because I did not let anyone know that I was having a difficult time doing my work. I was like any other teenager thinking that my parents were being too hard on
In my opinion my teacher was old fashioned. Like my parents, I thought she was too strict. As well as my biology and geometry class I struggled in the course. I began to fail more tests in my history class than any other class that I was taking that year. My history teacher then called my parents as my geometry teacher did letting my parents know that I was failing the course. I knew that I truly was struggling in school when I had two of my five teachers call home to my parents to tell them I was doing poorly in their classes. When my history teacher called home, I took that as a wakeup call. My parents of course were upset that I was doing so poorly and grounded me. Truthfully, I was happy that they had grounded me. I knew I was not giving my school work my best effort and knew that I had to do something about it. I accepted my punishment and used all the free time I had to my best advantage to study. Luckily, my parents allowed me to stay afterschool every day in order to get extra help in my classes. I then started studying a lot, I even started paying attention in class and asked questions when I needed help. By the middle of the year I was able to answer all of my teacher’s questions that were given to me. I was so proud of myself when I got a one hundred percent on my biology test. I knew I did well on the test because there was not one question on that test that I did not know. From that point, my parents