Resonance of Remembrance
You've got to do the dirty work before you do the glory work
Alexandra Molina
Before I knew it, it was my turn, I was up next, I stood up there and began presenting to Mr.Holmes and Miss.Sarah, feeling my lack of preperation hit me at that moment with the feeling of anxiety. There I stood feeling that anxiety but brushed it off as if it was any other presentation in the past years. After I presented, I had opened up the comments and question portion of the presentation, I felt it going fine until Mr.Holmes asked me a question that was definite to show him how unprepared I was, but I kept thinking “How can I hide from him that I have no idea what he just asked ?” and with that he knew that all my facts were wrong ,me not saying anything after he stated his question assured him he was right.
“Alright Alexandra, this is something we talked about in your SLC and I really think it will make your understanding of math clearer for you… I need you to come to tutoring each and every single day for the rest of second semester, or at least until I think you don’t need it anymore” I felt my parents anger radiate off of them after he told them this. But to make matters worse he said to them that If i didn't show up or go everyday there would be a possibility of me failing the 8th Grade, I felt like crying after this, I felt completely and utterly dumb for not doing my work and putting my best work forward because I didn't go to tutoring in the first place. But I went anyways and man was it a great decision.
There was this one day where I came in after school to see the results I got on a test before we went on spring break and I was so nervous but ecstatic to see the results. Mr. Holmes pulled out the test and started grading it right there infront of me… I remember feeling more nervous than ecstatic in that moment. When I was taking this quiz I had this gut feeling that I would get each and every single one of them right without a doubt. Once he finished grading my paper he slammed his pen on his desk which pulled me out of my deep thoughts, and with that slam he said “ See Alexandra, I knew you could do it. All this work you've done and all the effort you put in was worth it.”, I felt a huge smile creep onto my face as I saw the big three numbers on my paper written in red pen.
100% is what it read.
”You've got to do the dirty work before you do the glory work” he said to me as he handed me my 8th grade diploma and gave me a fist bump and a smile. That was when I had found that confidence in me that I can do anything if I set my mind to it.
Alexandra Molina
Before I knew it, it was my turn, I was up next, I stood up there and began presenting to Mr.Holmes and Miss.Sarah, feeling my lack of preperation hit me at that moment with the feeling of anxiety. There I stood feeling that anxiety but brushed it off as if it was any other presentation in the past years. After I presented, I had opened up the comments and question portion of the presentation, I felt it going fine until Mr.Holmes asked me a question that was definite to show him how unprepared I was, but I kept thinking “How can I hide from him that I have no idea what he just asked ?” and with that he knew that all my facts were wrong ,me not saying anything after he stated his question assured him he was right.
“Alright Alexandra, this is something we talked about in your SLC and I really think it will make your understanding of math clearer for you… I need you to come to tutoring each and every single day for the rest of second semester, or at least until I think you don’t need it anymore” I felt my parents anger radiate off of them after he told them this. But to make matters worse he said to them that If i didn't show up or go everyday there would be a possibility of me failing the 8th Grade, I felt like crying after this, I felt completely and utterly dumb for not doing my work and putting my best work forward because I didn't go to tutoring in the first place. But I went anyways and man was it a great decision.
There was this one day where I came in after school to see the results I got on a test before we went on spring break and I was so nervous but ecstatic to see the results. Mr. Holmes pulled out the test and started grading it right there infront of me… I remember feeling more nervous than ecstatic in that moment. When I was taking this quiz I had this gut feeling that I would get each and every single one of them right without a doubt. Once he finished grading my paper he slammed his pen on his desk which pulled me out of my deep thoughts, and with that slam he said “ See Alexandra, I knew you could do it. All this work you've done and all the effort you put in was worth it.”, I felt a huge smile creep onto my face as I saw the big three numbers on my paper written in red pen.
100% is what it read.
”You've got to do the dirty work before you do the glory work” he said to me as he handed me my 8th grade diploma and gave me a fist bump and a smile. That was when I had found that confidence in me that I can do anything if I set my mind to it.