All throughout junior high school I was an amazing student! I had all A’s and maybe 1 B here or there but overall I was a great student; so going into high school I decided I would like to take honors classes and push myself further in my academic studies. I enrolled in the only 2 honors classes my school offered as a freshman which included honors biology and honors literature. I was doing great for the first quarter, in both subjects until it became extremely difficult for me to get a good grade in Literature with any assignment given. Despite my struggle I was still capable of keeping a C in the class which I didn’t like however I was trying my best and I knew I had to get over it. I worked so hard to succeed in this class, I did all of my work all the time yet I still couldn’t figure out why my grade continued to slowly drop as the year continued. Turns out I submitted a paper that was just not acceptable in an Honors class which lead to me failing this class. After this, I could no longer write like I used to, I had all these rules and things you could’t say and thoughts you couldn’t express; I no longer knew how to write any essay without questioning every thought I put into it. The struggle began to show through in all of my Literatire assignments and day after day I would continue to fail each assignment that was given to me and if I approached the teacher about it she would not be able to help me. My teacher then began discouraging me and cut off many opportunities I could of had all because I was having a rough time in one class. After several meetings with this teacher she was able to tear me apart so much that I gave up on my dream career of being s doctor as well setting my standards low for my curricular classes. Ever sense this day I question whether or not I would be able to succeed in an honors class or AP class sense because it terrifies me knowing I could possibly do well which lead me to playing it safe by take all regular classes throughout high school. Literature has been a hard subject for me my whole life and when I hit a bump in my road it tore me down making me think I’m less of a person then I really am which is why I seem to struggled most with literature a large portion of my life.
