Personal Narrative: My Diffcult Time In Middle School

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My challenging situation, i have faced was having a diffcult time in middle school. MY responce was to talk to my consular about my ecudemic struggles. He recommened that i take a speech and lanuage evaluation. After discussing with my family and teachers they all thought it was imperative for me to take it. Cincidently i was diagnosed with a speech and language disablitly That made me want to work twice as hard and show people i can succeed just like anyone else can. In my high school i was improving and succeeding tremdously compared to my middle school years. I used my disablitiy as a motivating purpose and it changed my determination.

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