Worst experience
Worst experienceI wanted to lie down and cry. When I got home from the student/teacher/parent conference in fifth grade my mind was in shambles. After I had done everything possible to pass math, my fifth grade teacher was actually telling my Parents about my alleged poor effort. Poor effort? Didn't I do every homework assignment? Didn't I study every night and miss my favorite television show �Full house�?
From an early age, I had been taught that grades are important. Good grades would lead to a college education and bad grades would lead to being a middle class nothing like my parents were.
Yet it wasn't the math grade that really bothered me so much, but the fact that I was giving my all which clearly wasn't enough. The main thing...
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