TRUE STORY TIME!!
So I’m organizing my room right, and I come across an album my grandma kept from my elementary school years until graduation from high school.
And I find this old report card from grade 6. Now I don’t remember much from grade 6, but I knew that they switched teachers halfway through the term and that my parents hated the old teacher. I wasn’t a really smart 12-13 year old, but I also know that I wasn’t a little shite of a kid.
So anyway, this old teacher gives me:
English C
French C+
Math C+
Science C+
Social Studies C-
PE C+
Arts B
Which were low marks that I could deal with, the problem was in my “Work Habits/Effort” section
“Needs Improvement” was essentially all over the report card. That was the thing that crushed me. To me it was more important that at least I was making an effort in school vs. actually succeeding.
Enter second teacher!
Grades improve immensely and my work habits all say “Good” And I don’t have to tell you that I changed nothing on my working habits.
This story doesn’t really have a point, I guess I just wanted to say that at one point in my life, I had a horrible teacher who made me feel like whatever I was doing was never enough in grades and in effort. The second teacher was able to recognize that despite me not being uber smart, I was working hard and she rewarded me for that.
NOW I’M A FOURTH YEAR UNIVERSITY STUDENT! SO SUCK ON THAT!


