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8/13/2019 Salazar Literacy Narrative 1
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Mathematics
by Rebekah Salazar
My parents brought it to my attention
that no matter how old we are, every single
person contributes to make the world go round.
As a student I had constantly distinguished
school as my job considering more than half my
life had been spent inside the walls of a school.
A number of times Ive been told success cant
be met without education. At home rewards for
good grades were promised but rarely given.
My motive to do well in school was easy. There
wasnt much to do rather than complete every
assignment on time with no exceptions. It didnt
dawn on me how different I would look at
school for the next four years of my life until I
became a freshman at Joliet West High School.
There was only one class keeping me
from maintaining all As and Bs for as long as I
can remember. It was a class in the corner of
the hallway, upstairs E building. That was my
geometry class for the next school year. Every
single day I sat on the right side of the room
with my pencil and paper. The only problem
was my attention span at that exact point every
day was not the best. Eighth period felt endless,
not to mention how negligent I displayed my
presence while Mrs.Vail explained the notes on
the board.
Each week we were assigned
homework on a daily basis. I would come home
to a sheet of notes my own hand wrote but my
mind couldnt comprehend. Of course the
announcement to stay after school for tutoring
went from one ear out the other. It was only
obvious the reason for my falling percentage in
geometry. Math became a lost cause as much
as I wanted to deny it. I continued my freshman
year struggling to maintain a letter grade I
never imagined would be imprinted on my
transcript. On the last day of school I
conscientiously gave myself a C in the class with
my outstanding strategy to understand the
language of math.
For my upcoming sophomore year
there was no doubt in my mind Algebra 2 would
be almost impossible to pass if I repeated my
past experience in math. Well at least this was
my initial thought arriving to class. It wasnt
until after school when I realized Mrs.Brannen
would be fortunate enough to teach my older
sister and me for the year 2011-2012. I cant say
I was content with the way my grades were the
past year so I was willing to create new habits
for myself. It was time to get my act together so
I could improve my grades in the future.
Initially on the second day of school
when all the real learning started I was ready to
put my best foot forward. My notes became
clearer as I paid attention to every step of eachequation. The numbers and symbols maintained
fresh in my memory as the day for my first test
arrived. The only reason for that was my
repetitive study habits throughout the morning
of the test. Once I finished the test and
rechecked my answers I felt eager to receive my
grade as soon as possible.
After school meeting up with Miriam,
there was one thing on my mind. How did shethink she did on the test? Im not even worried
about it I know I got a 100, math is so easy.Her
confidence was always over exaggerated in my
opinion but I tried not to let it phase me. From
one test to the next her grade would somehow
be higher than mine. I did my part though; I
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even stayed after school and in during advisory
for extra help. But for some reason I couldnt
get a perfect score on my tests the way
Miriams grades often were.
I had miraculously maintained an A thewhole year but I had yet to accomplish one last
thing. The last test day was a Friday. I studied so
much the night before that I finished my test
with thirty minutes to spare. Those thirty
minutes were spent: plugging equations,
rereading questions, rereading my answers, all
this just to assure no mistakes would be left
unfixed. After eighth period I walked into Mrs.
Brannens room, she was searching for my ID
number down the list. I left the class with my
head held high and the numbers twenty one
out of twenty behind my satisfied expression.