Coffeehouse #2

When it comes to personal narratives, it can mean many things, whether it is good or bad. But for my personal experience I have always struggled with tests. It did not matter what type of test it was but if it involved more than one question, then it was considered a test for me. In my high school we had this thing called periodic assessments where the students were bound to be flooded with tests from every class for three days straight. Periodic assessments were given to test the students and there knowledge of what was being taught and whether the teacher should move on and continue with the next unit or continue with the previous unit for a while longer until everyone was on the same page of understanding what they were being taught. Periodic assessments was something that happened every month and it was the worse. From my point of view I very much hated it for the simple fact that it stressed me out. When it comes to testing, I either fail because one I do not understand or two it was very much hard, or I either do good enough to at least get a passing grade. Imagine having about 6 classes then multiplying it by two depending on the tests that were given by each teacher (whether there was one part to the test or two). Sometimes I passed, sometimes I did not and when I did not, I was okay with that because I knew that tests were my biggest weakness, but I also knew that I could make it up by doing extra credit. As far as my intellectual home, it was during my gym class, and I say this because whenever me and my friends knew that a quiz was coming up or the following week was periodic week, we would help each other study and that is what also helped my grade more and more. Till this day, taking a test will always be my weakness but a girl got to do what a girl got to do to succeed.