It was Monday morning. Sitting in the parking lot of my school, I quickly reviewed my math notes in preparation for the Pre-Calculus test. The importance of this final test was the make-it-or-break-it point of maintaining my A in the class. My eyes rapidly moved over the study guide in hopes to remember each trigonometry identity required. However, time was running out, and I had to retrieve my things from my locker for my first hour, Pre-Calculus. I rushed to my locker, unpacked my things, and made my way to first hour. The atmosphere of the classroom felt heavy and full of fear, as most do during test days. Unaware of what was being talked about, I tried to recall the trigonometry identities for one last time. The teacher then whipped out a thick stack of papers and slammed them on his desk. Everyone’s heart sunk. Slowly, the teacher handed out the seven-page exam and passed them down the rows. I swiftly and quietly finished my test feeling confident about how I did. Once everyone had finished their tests, the class was let out into their second-hour classes. I casually walked back to my locker to exchange my books and folders. Halfway through twisting my lock’s combination, a sudden realization dawned on me. I did not turn in the test’s study guide, a large portion of the overall class grade. Frantically, I unlocked my locker and grabbed what I needed. Nervously, I sat down in my second-hour class, photography, and thought about what had just happened. That test was
In this section, students are taught how to relieve their stress and perform better during assignments and homework. Tips and tricks are given to students for studying and improving their actual testing performance. This section is also designed to help first time math students at the University of Phoenix to get a good understanding of their upcoming math course(s). All aspects of the classroom and what to expect will be
Matthew Misiura is a math teacher at Susquehanna Community High School. Mr. Misiura explains that he always pushes for “content mastery” in his math classes. However, Mr. Misiura’s teachings are more than an average algebra and precalculus class. Mr. Misiura pushes for students to learn about the real world. He pushes for students to always work to their full potential. In a year in his classroom, I not only learned precalculus and trigonometry, but I learned how to view situations from a different perspective. Some students, when given back a test in which they failed, would cry, act childish, or simply complain. Mr. Misiura was able to reinforce the belief that the only way to learn is to make mistakes. He often stated that, if you already
When I sat down, removed my calculator, three number two pencils, and my admission ticket, I started to relax more and more. As the supervisor of the classroom handed out the book of questions along with the answer sheet, I thought to myself, “what if I get a bad score like before?” I knew I wasn’t the best test taker, but I just had to keep telling myself to try my hardest and just see how it goes. As the supervisor said “you have 45 minutes to complete this section of the test, you may start,” I gripped the pencil with my hand, and began to read the question and fill in the best answer of four options.
The science test you’ve been dreading has finally come to haunt you. You walk in, and the teacher routinely reminds you of the weight of the test on your grade, 80%. The teacher hands out the test and you blankly stare at the questions that can either build up, or destroy your grade. Unconformities?! What are they? Scrolling through the pages, you finally find some questions you know. The teacher announces that there are only 5 minutes left before you must turn your answers in. In a hurry, you halfheartedly guess most of the test, hoping that you get lucky. Days pass, and you receive your final grade for the test. Next to your score you see an F in bright red. Frantically, you race to the computers to check your overall grade. You log on only to see a perfectly stable B+ plummet down to a D. On the bus home, you are tense, assured that your parents have seen the obvious drop. Walking through the door, your mom asks “How’d the test go?” Stammering, you reply with “Er--well that's a long story”. Confused she asks for the test, and you wearily hand it over. You immediately see the disappointment in your mom’s face as she flips throughout the pages. Your punishment was groundation, and after your mom lectures you, she walks out. You think for a while, and realize that you could’ve prevented all of this if you simply studied instead of playing that game for longer.
Furthermore, I realized that this semester was going to be particularly challenging because of the Pre-calculus and Calculus hybrid course I had enrolled in; math has not always been my best subject and taking a fast-tracked math course was sure to be disastrous. Nevertheless, I was determined to make A’s in all my classes. After the first week of classes, I could already feel myself becoming overwhelmed with the amount of work I had to do in such a short amount of time. Not to mention, how disappointed I felt in myself when I received my first quiz grade for my pre-calculus class, I had bombed the quiz terribly by making a 65.
Her eyes scanned the page as if she was learning to read for the first time. The more she looked, the less she understood. How could was she unable to understand something this simple? It was so simple, yet the answers still did not show themselves.The idea of failure was foreign to her, as was confusion. Whenever the teacher set a paper on the desk in front of her, she would complete it with ease. It was what everyone expected of her, and she always lived up to that expectation. That was the norm, until today. For just a moment, panic set in. How could she damage her reputation by asking a question? What would her parents think of her if they knew she wasn’t perfect? As her heart slowed down, she secretly pulled out her notes, making sure
As stated previously throughout my three years in high school I have taken a lot of math classes. This school year I took probably one of the hardest math classes I ever had. That class is AP Calculus. After taking Algebra 2/Trig and passing the state exam I was so excited because I knew the next math class I'll be taking is AP Calculus. That summer I received a pre calculus packet that I needed to complete in order to take AP Calculus in the fall. Completing the pre calculus packet wasn't any easy task for me, especially do to the fact that I was unfamiliar with the content. At the time I didn't know what a piecewise functions was or even a limit. However I used all my resources mostly the internet, and completed the pre calculus packet.
I hate writing tests! It’s as simple as that. I hate the feel of a rough pen on my soft, delicate hands, which have vanquished after putting up a hard fight. I hate my brain desperately struggling to recollect information, from the inadequate study period from the previous night. Most of all, I hate the collecting of the results of an inevitable failure, doomed to face me at the end. Looking back at this picture, of me writing that unbearable test, I remember. I remember a feeling reassembling itself to me in tiny fragments, one by one, and for a brief moment, so microscopic it cannot be measured in time, my heart skips a beat. Then, and then alone I am brought back to that room, to that desk, to that test, and all I feel is hate.
In preparation for my next AP calculus test, I began to study every day in hopes of raising my grade. I consistently did my homework and reviewed my notes after school. When test day arrived, I felt more prepared than ever. As I went through the test, I felt familiar with the concepts and confidently went about the problems. A few days passed and my teacher handed back the tests. I slowly turned the paper around and peered at the top; the number 84 peeked out at me. A huge weight lifted from me and a wave of relief came down across.
I liked Trig already, today they were having a test—which I was exempt from. Everybody's only thought was about the test so for almost the entire class period I got a break from my migraine. Before the class was over, the teacher—Mr. Ericson—called me to his desk. He gave me a homework assignment from the last chapter, but wasn't going to make me do anymore makeup work including the test.
It’s ENC 1101, Not knowing what to expect I entered the room with absolute fear, after all it was my first year of college. Although I’ve never been quite fond of English in the past, I’ve always excelled in the subject. I had yet to work for my grade and no English course I had taken proved to be a challenge through my eyes. I am a huge procrastinator, if not one of the biggest when it comes to assignments. I most likely wrote papers the night before or the day of and still managed to average an “A” on all of them. This bad habit led me to believe that I was cheating myself. Throughout my scholastic years I always had the mentality of asking “what could this class possibly teach me that I didn’t already know?” I believed that my writing
Marijuana is the number one most used illicit substance in the United States. Although it is illegal to possess in most states, the war on marijuana has been an absolute failure. There have been zero deaths by way of marijuana overdose and yet, alcohol and cigarettes are available at every gas station and grocery store. Recreational marijuana usage is legal in the state of Colorado and the state makes close to one hundred million dollars a month alone in marijuana sales. One might then ask why marijuana is illegal in most states and the answer would be ignorance and an abundance of misinformation.
“A leader is one who knows the way, goes the way, and shows the way.” – Author John C. Maxwell. It is very important for the President of the United States to have sound leadership qualities because we, as citizens, look up to him. He is a role model and represents America as a whole. Three characteristics that would make an outstanding President would be honesty, patriotism, and commitment. Without these characteristics, a candidate would lack the ability to represent America, much less run the country properly.
Virtue ethics is a family of theories that unlike other ethical theories, promotes ideals of character, not moral duty (SL,255). Virtue ethics references to a type of person, the virtuous person, to determine whether an act is right or wrong. This is called the standard of right action, which states “an act is morally right just because it is one that a virtuous person, acting in character, would do in that situation” (SL, 255). A person of true virtue is the moral exemplar, they are the model and are what we, normal people, should aspire to be.
Professor Peterson, While there has been many things that I have learned before entering this precalculus class, there are also a vast number of things I have learned and yet to learn. Everything I have learned prior to this course is currently helping me throughout this course, one of the classes that I can tell is providing the most help in what I’ve learned in it is Pre-Calculus, which I took last year, and the other basic algebra classes also help with understanding equations and formulas. The amount of higher level math classes I have taken throughout high school and junior high, I have taken in and learned a large amount of information and that has prepared me for and has helped me with this precalculus class. One of these things being the basic algebra skills that I have acquired over the two, now three, previous years of algebra, I have also taken a geometry, and pre calculus class, both which I did very well in and have used the skills and