Let’s start off with my
excitement in the beginning of the year. I was so happy most of my friends,
would be in the same class as me. I thought this was going to be perfect. I remember
having a great interest in writing, especially after writing a 20 page play in
drama last year. So I really enjoyed one of our first assignments which was to
write an essay, on a book we read over the summer. I, of course, wrote about
the book: “A Game of Thrones” and I compared myself to my favorite character in
the series, Tyrion. I had enjoyed writing the essay since it was my favorite
book series, and show.
I always loved our class discussions on a certain topic. One
of the more powerful ones was about bullying. I had lots to talk about it, and realized
a lot more from my other classmates. The book clubs were probably the most fun
to do. We read a book, talked about it, and did the best we could on the
project. I am not so much of a group working person, but that experience was memorable.
Later in the year I started to slack off and mostly work hard in the subjects I
enjoyed the most. But after my father had me stay after school to talk with Ms.
Galang, I found out that I could make this class the best. I started to work
harder, trying to bring my grade up, which came at a cost, I had to slack off a
little on the other subjects, but maintained it well.
I wanted to say that I am really thankful for Ms. Galang
and my father. I would have probably slacked off in the class lowering my grade
every marking quarter, if it wasn’t for people who cared for my education, and
helped me solve my problems. I will miss every one of my classmates because
they helped me during my time of need. They showed me the way, and helped me
with things school related, or things that have nothing to do with education. Everyone
has made this year my best.
