Personal Narrative-Taught In High School

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“Oh my gosh”, I whispered with dread as i stared at the bright computer screen. I was in the middle of my classroom with people talking and laughing, but not me.“That’s the worst grade i’ve ever had.” I need to have more responsibility...

It was just a normal friday afternoon, kids getting excited about the weekend; school was almost done. There was only about a month left until summer break, and all of us were more excited for it than we would be for christmas. I had just finished an assignment, so I decided to check my grades on powerschool. So I grabbed my computer, logged into schoology, and went into powerschool.

Math A
Reading A-
Science A
Social Studies B+
Music A P.E. A Writing D+

“Ahhh…” I sighed absently. I knew I wouldn’t have to worry about my grades. “Wait, what?!”, I
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I need to announce your homework for tonight!”, our teacher screamed loudly over the noise of children acting like maniacs. But I didn’t listen. I was too focused on the computer screen in front of me to hear anything anyone else said. I rubbed my eyes and looked again, like that was going to help. Nope. Still D+.

That night I told my parents about my grades. “He should be getting A’s and B’s”, my step dad said cruelly behind my back, but I could hear.

I finally found out that I had a lot of missing assingments, and that’s why my grade was down. I knew I had those assingments somewhere. Monday, I practically tore my classroom apart looking for them, only to find them buried underneath old homework in my mailbox. I turned them in, and the next day, powerschool read:

Writing B-

I was relieved, and I still a whole month left to get my grade to even an A. But I had learned a valuable lesson, and that was to be more responsible and turn in all of my assingments, no matter

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