AP US History Course Analysis

I ran as fast as I could, I was tired but knew that I had to keep going. The sun shone down ferociously making it very bright and torrid. I felt sweat drip from just above my brow into my right eye. My eye began to get a burning sensation just as I turned the corner. My muscles ached, but I knew I had to shift into overdrive and pick up the pace. I started to run faster and faster. I began to get the feeling like I was about to throw up, but knew that I couldn’t stop now. I continued to sprint to the finish, and just as I crossed the finish line I looked to the clock and noticed that I set a new PR. The feeling of happiness that swelled up inside me took me back to the practice on the tuesday of the previous week: That day it was hot as fire

Over the years, my family and I have visited numerous forts, museums, and parks during summer vacation that tell the story of our nation’s past. Standing in the same places as many influential people have stood tends to make me want to explore the stories of the events which unfolded there. History is a giant story of the entire world which I can use to learn from the mistakes and victories of the past. Studying history allows me to understand how events unfolded and affected other people. Through thorough study of history, it becomes easier for me to find parallels between the past and present day events. Taking AP US History would allow me to challenge myself to better understand the history of our nation and the way our nation has

My entire life, I have looked forward to math class; it has always made sense to me. Plugging numbers into an equation and solving for x always came easy to me. Outside of school, I enjoy reading. Easily, I could pick up a book and read the entire thing as time just flies by me. The books I don’t like to read are the ones that I am forced to read in a constricted amount of time. Before this year, I’ve never taken an honors English class; I was the smartest one in my CP class. I never challenged myself which is the reason I decided to take AP English. I didn’t put this on my schedule have my transcript look good, or to boost my GPA, I want to become a better writer. In 20 years, the skills I learn throughout this year will be more important

I am here to go through some expectations regarding this AP course with you all as Mr. Spencer is away at a conference. The things I will go over are so that you understand what this class is about, specifically as it relates to the advanced placement aspect of it. As this is an AP English class it’s essential for you to have a basic understanding of how you are to structure content in an essay. This means I will explain what makes a strong thesis and how to back it up with a strong argument and rhetoric. All of this being said, I will also give you information on what exactly is generally expected of you in this classroom as a whole.

Since I was little, I have always loathed history. I never understood why there was a need to learn about events that already happened; only the future mattered. But when my history teacher from sophomore year described AP US History as the class where students learned to appreciate history, I doubted how one class could change my mindset and decided to take the challenge and enroll.

My desire to partake in AP US History, is not solely for the understanding of the past and what it entails, although that is an important reason, but to better understand the present and the situations we find ourselves from this day and onward. I am a firm believer that there is much to learn from the past, and many times in recent years I have come to the realization that I am barely qualified to talk about the events of the past, let alone some of the complex issues we face today. For me, AP US History would not only help me better understand our great nation and where it came from, but also be able to analyze and understand problems by being able to come to accurate and meaningful conclusions. I believe that to truly understand our present issues, we should have some semblance to the events which molded and shaped the current world.

I started writing my essay by thinking about the obstacles that I had encountered in life. In my essay, I wrote about how I was struggling in the AP U.S. History class. The most challenging part of writing my essay is how to organize the essay. It is very difficult to decide which moment to include in the essay. I wanted to focus on the AP U.S. History story, but I also believed that it was important to talk about the struggles that I had to face when my family immigrated to Chicago. The least challenging part of writing my essay is coming up with the similes and metaphors because I often used them in my writing, so they just came naturally in my head. The feedbacks that I received from my peers were very helpful. They helped me fix my grammar

I think that as my time as a DHS student that American History has been one of the most interesting classes that I have taken a part in. I enjoyed learning about how we formed as a countries as well as the issues that we faced internally and how we dealt with them. Something that I had never realized before taking this class was how much art was effected by U.S. principals at the time. For example, in World War II with propaganda in newspapers and in cartoons, we depicted the Japanese as inferior, as well as less intelligent. The reason that they did this was so that people were not intimidated by the Japanese and were not afraid to fight them in the Pacific. Before this year I did not realize the profound effect that art had on society and how people viewed issues of the time. I really enjoyed this class because it focused onto these aspects that other history classes did not go into such depth about and opened my mind to different ways to make connections to ideas.

What is good work? More than an idea, it is the culmination of excellence, ethics and engagement. The pursuit and presence of each is mandatory, without one good work is futile. It is no easy feat, nor is it intended to be, and so such occasions are noteworthy. In my junior year I elected to take the AP US History course, ensuring a year of lengthy reading and an overload of information. The class itself demanded much, but the official AP test in May was by far the most exacting part. However I loved the course, history was always a favorite, and thanks to hours of studying I was able to earn a five, the highest score awarded.

The assignment I enjoyed the most during the first semester of the United States History was the Speech of Seccession of South Carolina, I like to write and I made a deep investigation for that assignment that I enjoyed because I searched interesting aspects about the segregation and treatment to African American people and how the evolution of history has grown.

When I was on the track team I was always the last one to finish and my brothers made fun of me for it. Compared to everyone else I felt like a turtle racing against a cheetah. I just wasn’t a sprinter and I couldn’t jump, so running track wasn’t for me. The one thing I did have though was determination. When I did not want to run anymore because I didn't

The strategy I implement forcing him to kick early, using my training to ensure that I will have enough to finish hard. We battle as I take the lead; my pace has increased into a sprint as we approach the last 100 meters. I can feel the burning in my lungs like they are going to explode when I breathe it seems like the Oxygen doesn’t make it into my lungs. My feet are sore and ache from the long mile race. He follows in lane two approaching closely from the side. In my head I remanence on what pushes me to keep battling: the points my win will get the team, the training I have been doing to get to this point in my career, making my grandfather proud, and the internal drive in my body to be the best I can. The roar of the crowd as we pass the bleaches increases the competition. As I block out the sound of the cheering crowd and I focus in I can hear my girlfriend Jamie cheering for me. As my feet land on the track every muscle in my leg tightens, yet I continue to push. I feel the connections my spikes are making with the track, driving into the rubber helping me to push myself forward. As we make it to the finish line I lean, with great power, propelling myself forward ahead of him to win the race.

But my dad was there encouraging me to keep going and not to stop and because of him I didn't stop. Even though I didn’t stop, I was getting discouraged as it felt as if the race would go on forever but then I caught a glimpse of the finish line. It was still half mile away but seeing it filled me with the resolve that told I could finish this race. From that moment I knew I wasn’t going to ever think about stopping until I crossed that finish line. I powered through that last half mile with my dad and sprinted across the finish. I wasn’t disappointed that I didn’t place, I was more

In junior year of high school I took an Advanced Placement European History course. Even though I passed the final exam, my overall score in the class was a failing grade. I was never so angry, upset, and embarrassed by a class before.

Then, our team stopped passing them and started falling behind. As I saw the numbers the official was holding up getting lower and lower (meaning we had less laps to go), I saw the opponents getting further and further ahead of me. My teammates and I simply could not keep up. We knew we had to give this race everything we had and we knew that we could not let them get the top three spots, but they did, even though we had given it everything we had. As I crossed the finish line, knowing that four people had finished ahead of me, I felt extremely frustrated and defeated, I had let my teammates down and I had just handed Franklin the meet. I congratulated my opponents, got my time, and went to see if we still had a chance. I was filled with relief when I heard that we still had that sliver of chance that my teammates and I were grasping onto. There were two events left, the relays. Everyone gathered around the track to cheer on their teammates as the meet was coming to an end. I was filled with immense hope and happiness as my team crossed the finish line first. It was down to the last relay, the winning team of the final event would win the meet. It seemed as if everyone was running in slow motion, just to build up the suspense and torture me. But it finally came to an end, the relay had the same outcome as the two-mile and the meet, Franklin