If there is one thing I struggle with in school, it’s the subjects of math and science. Art? Yes. Dance? No problem. Music? Sure. English? I’m all over it. Algebra and chemistry? Um, no thanks and hell no.
The Climatology class I’m taking in school right now has been a great reminder of how much I struggle with all things pertaining to math and science. I just got back the second exam I’ve taken for that class, only to find out that, like the first exam, I failed it. Despite the fact that I stayed up until 2am the night before studying, and was even allowed to use a 4×6 index card with notations on it, I failed. Despite the fact that I’ve showed up to every class so far and taken copious amounts of notes, I failed.
How is that even possible? I’m not sure, but what I do know is that my teacher is not a very good one, meaning that he is all over the place when it comes to his lectures and slides. Also, I know that, like myself, everyone else in the class is failing as well; the class average right now is 64 percent, which doesn’t make me feel as bad that I’m failing since, apparently, we’re all on this sinking ship together. However, I’m still failing. And it’s really disconcerting.
I’m not going to give up though, because I need this class to graduate. Evidently, I’m going to have to put in even more time and effort into this class than I already do in order to raise my grade to a C. Also, I’m going to try and convince my professor that he should offer the class some extra credit assignments; it’s the least he can do to compensate for his less-than-stellar teaching skills.
This science class may have won the battle of my getting straight A’s this semester, but it hasn’t won the war. I am graduating this December, and I’m not going to let some pointless, poorly-taught science class get in the way of that.