Hall English 1101 Fall 2020

Category: Unit 1 (Page 1 of 22)

Final essay

I had always assumed that the education system was perfect, i mean it’s used to help mold the brains of billions of kids around the globe. As a kid, school holds a sort of authority over your life, it’s not really something you question. You assume everything is put into place to perfectly educate you and you peers, it’s a system you are taught to trust. However the older i got, the more i noticed instances that refute the previous mindset that had been put in my head for years.

An incident in specific that changed my view on education would have to be in the 11th grade. The summer before school started, I had been emailed my schedule for the school year. I remember reviewing my schedule, deeply focused on what classes i would have for the year. Wondering which of my friends would be in which period, and how many periods i had before lunch. I was pleased to see that i was accepted into my first AP class, computer science. Of course i was prepared for it to be difficult, not only because it was an AP course but because computer science involves a lot of math (which isn’t a strength of mine). Fast forward about 2-3 months into the school year, something unexpected yet great happened to me. I was understanding and doing the work easily, even the math. This is because i work better with hands on work, opposed to other forms of learning. A lot of the material had been hands on up to that point, and it really made me more confident in my work and in my self. However i also realized that other kids were struggling either because 1. thats not how they were use to working or 2. because that’s not how they worked best. This led me to the conclusion that even tho this may work well for me and others, that doesn’t mean that it’s what works best for everyone.

At the end of every unit our teacher would do a survey just to get an understanding of where her class was at. I remember sitting at my desk typing on those cold MacBooks. Feeling like these surveys were unnecessary and a waste of time as i assumed the teacher wouldn’t even consider anyone’s ideas (none the less read all of them). The aforementioned survey would ask various questions such as “What was your favorite topic this unit”, “what do you want to see next unit”, and “Are there any lingering questions”. Another question being “what do you want to see changed next unit?”. Of course i put the usual such as “less homework” or “more extra credit” as i was doing fairly well with how she was teaching up till that point. However i’m guessing multiple of my classmates asked for less hands on experiences, because as soon as the new unit took place that’s exactly what happened. My teacher opted for less hands on work and for more written assignments and lecture type class periods. I then found myself struggling and frustrated that i couldn’t work, i found myself exactly where i feared i’d be the summer before school started. This took a toll on not only my grades, but also my confidence in that course. Needless to say, some kids thrived in this new work environment and did a complete 360 in terms of grades.

That’s when i realized that the way we’re educated isn’t perfect, you can’t cater to every kids way of learning and you definitely can’t please every student. However as an educator and you have to find out what works for the majority, as the education system isn’t an exact science. In saying that education isn’t perfect, i’m saying that it wasn’t made to perfectly resonate with every single kids way of learning. Some might have to work harder to grasp a concept than others, and although it isn’t fair it’s OKAY. There are alternatives you can take on situations such as the one i was in. There’s lunch lessons, one on one talks, office hours, etc. Which is exactly what i did, i stayed after school a lot that year and even asked my teacher at the time for alternative ways of learning. My after school would include doing the same problem over and over until i understood, coming home drained from the work, and even more practice after that. Although at the time i looked at it as unfair that i had to work harder than others in order to grasp a concept, i quickly realized that just a few months ago other students were in my place. My teacher of course would not change how she taught the course to spite me, but she needed to do what was best for the majority.

Although we assume the best in the school system and other authorities in our lives, it is important to take a notice to this flow of value type trust. I made the observation that the education system wasn’t perfect, and it changed my mind about education from there on out. I learned to rely on myself to understand things, because some educators ways of learning may not help me.

I remember the day so perfectly, March 15, 1:50 pm. I was at the chiropractor, days after my car accident and I was waiting for my college acceptance letters via email. My first choice was John Jay College of Criminal Justice. This has been my dream college since I was in 5th grade because my mom was a graduate. After seven words I’ve already noticed that they didn’t accept me. Sorrow crept over me and words couldn’t form. This was a major setback for me. I never saw myself at any other school, I was crushed. As I left the chiropractor all I can think about is how will I tell my mom the news. When I told my mother there wasn’t any sign of disappointment on her face. Yet for me, I felt like my world was crashing down, but she told me this was just a setback and how it is their loss that they didn’t accept me. She explained to me that no matter where I go I will be great. Whether it’s an Ivy League school, CUNY, or SUNY as long as I remember the purpose of why I applied for college I will be great. Getting that letter and having that conversation with my mother changed my point of view that day. I realized it doesn’t matter what college I go to, what matters is how much I apply myself to my work, and my passion for becoming a lawyer. 

 

Over the years I’ve been discouraged a lot, I can name countless times where I’ve felt like the world was on my shoulders. A memorable moment that will always be with me forever is the time I had eye surgery in the 7th grade. When I was 12,  I had eye surgery. It wasn’t my first time having surgery, but I hoped it would be the last time. My eyesight started getting bad again, but I didn’t even tell my mom because I knew what it was.  A detached retina. Not treated properly or quickly you can lose your entire eyesight. The floaters kept getting bigger and my mom took me back to the doctors where I was told I needed my 4th surgery. When I recovered from my surgery, I had a new outlook on life. I realized that I didn’t have time to waste. I had a new perspective on life, new goals, and a new attitude. The surgery showed a different side of me, and that side took over. I felt like changing everything, but this time for the better. When I came back to school I was behind in all my classes, some of my teachers didn’t even know if I was going to pass the seventh grade. Even my friends didn’t believe me. I didn’t want to prove a point to them that I could pass, I wanted to prove a point to myself that I could accomplish anything I set my mind too. I stayed up late at night completing homework that I missed, skipped lunch to work on assignments that were due, missed the gym for extra credit.  When the time came for my report card my teachers realized that I had the highest average in my class, that’s when I was recommended for Honors eighth grade class. I feel like the surgery changed me and made me grow out of my childhood stage. It showed me life isn’t a joke and neither is school. Before my surgery the choices I made were horrible. I realized that, so I decided to change that. The experience of having surgery changed everything about me. No one couldn’t save me from my downfall but me, and I’m glad I did. I didn’t just make my mom proud I made myself proud, and that is all that matters most. We all go through a time in our life where we feel stuck or lost including when it comes to an academic occurrence. The most important thing is to never let it discourage you and don’t let it get you to a place where you feel unmotivated. 

 

James baldwin

James Baldwin’s ,” A talk to Teachers, argues that in order to meaningfully address the problem of racism in America students have to gain a greater consciousness and fight for equality.  Baldwin uses various of different tones to explain that teachers  change the prejudice view on negros and the false history that is being taught about African Americans. What I think that Baldwin mean by “The world is larger” is that there are limitless opportunities for us that are more than what arr about told to us by white Americans. And finally I feel that what should be taught more in school is more history about the black society and how people before us gave usna path. Yes we know about MLK or Malcolm x but what about Richard Allen Arthur ashe or even james baldwin. We should be taught more about how these people change the world for us . James Baldwin history like leaving United States at the age of 24 to settle in Paris. His experience living in the united states was cruel because he seen so may racist things that he left and continued to write and speak his mind about the issue. He changed history with his words, essay, novels and more and change the world

Its hard to breath

Its never easy, never easy as people try to make you feel. They’ll tell you everyone can deal with difficulties so you can, everyone can live life after going through hardship so you can but nobody come to ask ‘were you really ok after happening bad things that you’ve never imagined’. My life was an example of that truth, didn’t imagine of freedom neither of freewill as I’m having right now.

 

On august 5,2020 I born in Bangladesh in very conservative family, where women are considered to live under veil. I was lucky that my parents were different, they had different thoughts about this and tried their best to get me education from better place but what about society and his other family members?. When I was growing up and turning into a girl from a child, they started to talk , Why I’m going out, whom I’m meeting, why do I need education, my dad will regret in future everything. But the funny fact is I was only 13 yrs old. I still remember we had amusement parks in our city but my dad never took me there because other people didn’t like that so he will took me and my siblings to capital as capital had more modern and openminded society. But what’s the point its the same country and still the cities had different thoughts.

 

Our capital was Disneyland for us, the girls wear colorful clothes outside, they hangout in restaurants,they would be sitting on bridge corner(not risky at all). Even capital had small stalls for jewelries, snacks and dolls. But in my city, if any girl wear colorful cloths everyone will check her out, would act like she had done some kind of serious crime. And sitting and hanging out outside is out of question. Where girls are very forced to adapt such condition, isn’t easy for them to get higher education even if they get education ,its only the high school and high school over there is till only tenth grade. After that they will be forced to get married with someone who is years older than her. But the boys they get an entire different lifestyle, nobody would even question if they start having cigars on early age.

 

It wasn’t easy for me to accept such situations but I was told I have to accept that because its all girls destiny. To save me from marrying someone such old person in future, my dad already engaged when I was ten yrs and believe me that actually worsened my entire life. An engaged girl never get questioned for not getting higher education unless her fiancĂ© doesn’t have any issues with that and my dad believed that he won’t have any.However it wasn’t very uncommon matter to get engaged so early in my society even though it was unlawful by gov. Government by all means I meant,our corrupted government.  A girl doesn’t knew how to swiim on her dreams but were forced to understand the facts of marriage and up/downs of family by the age of 18 so she can become an ideal wife for her husband and at that time that husband will not allow you to get higher education either on that concern that you’ll start raise your voice against him and you’ll start working outside that will only bring shame for his family and generation. I still can’t figure out how did my dad thought the things will be different in my case.

 

In 2016, we got our visa for USA, and by June 18 we were here to accept a new different society and accept an entire different opposite type of nation compared to ours. We started to changed, my parents literally started to motivate us to use this situation and live an new life.Me and my siblings went to school, we adapted new lifestyle as new us. The engagement was still on, no matter how we changed or not. My dad was in touch with them always over phone. One day my fiancĂ© messaged me on my social media and I replied, and we started talking.He was nice and good to me,always Will ask about my days and life but after a year , story started to take a turn. He was acting like same as the other mans from my country. He started to judge my every action, He didnt like the way I used to keep my thoughts infront of him. He didnt like my other friends because they were modern, if I try to explain ,he will be like American culture made me shameless and I’m no good for him. One day he literally said ‘we are getting married soon,why do you even need to study’ things started to become very toxic.

 

I ended things ,I told my dad I won’t live with a person who will not let me live as I am, I don’t want someone to tell me what can I do or not. I can decide for me and the only place where I wanna rely is my parents nobody else. Finally my parents understood me and supported me and stood with me where the entire committee made fun of us and turned us  down;. They defamed us like we were nothing but my parents didnt give up, they said everyone doesn’t have courage like us that’s why they are jealous.Thats when I learned life is so hard but its so different then each other. How other girls are dealing with their life , there are 196 countries in this world so how these girls dealing with their society and dying for their freedom.

 

lastly I wants to conclude my statement with, its not easy  to understand somebody else’s pain but we can always make a better place for others to live where they can live without any kind of judgement and will not be discriminated as shame for society because its not easy to overcome a bad past with thousand hardship and continue your life with that guilt that you brought hardship for others. Life hits you hard, you go through up and down in work school everywhere, then worrying about society is just extra.well that’s true,Its easy to move on but its never easy to forget.So, I wants to get higher education and set example for others that you can live to and will make them enough strong that they will help me to Create a better place for our next generation where mans will be more considerate and women will be strong enough to walk on their heels.

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