All the way up till 5th grade I thought grades were nothing. Until my brother came home with all A's. I remembered all the years previous when my brother came home with A's on that day I realized grades would matter soon. My brother never gives up on his grades I realize that after 7 years if him coming home with all A's.
I remember when he was in fifth grade, he came home with some metal with a gold Ballon attached to it . It was a metal for getting good grades. I did not realize till I was in 5th grade and got the metal myself, it meant you got good grades I thought it meant all A's. I only ever got A's and b's I was expecting to get silver metal and Ballon. My brother helped me realize that grades