Persevering the Positive
“You can’t keep putting yourself down, Joey! It’s never easy to accept life’s difficulties” pressed my mom, “but getting mad at yourself isn’t the answer.” “I know that” I answered, “but being in this hospital room and having the doctor say this was in my control makes me feel terrible.” In 7th grade, I became sick for over a month and a half because I allowed stress to build up in my mind until it all came out in one enormous rush. I missed a month’s worth of school, and that only placed more stress on the situation. The day of my release from Children’s Hospital enabled me to see life in a new light. Since choosing to be a positive person, I have discovered that difficult situations are not as bad as they seem.
Eighth graders stood at the pinnacle of the elementary school triangle, and with that title, they assume they cannot be touched or condemned. Therefore, launching into my 8th grade career, I transitioned to the top of the pack. Happy with my classes for the year, I embarked on the final period of elementary learning with a grin. My algebra grade slapped me in the face after the first weeks of formalities and initial concepts. My pride took a blow to the gut, and I fell to a depressed state of mind. Immediately, I called to mind the decision I made to stay positive and avoid stress and depression. Retaining this thought, I approached my algebra teacher, Mr. Rudy, and asked for help. The work remained just as tough, but I looked at everything in a positive light, and the math seemed to become easier. This sanguine mentality allowed me to perceive the algebra as an obstacle that bestows great rewards for conquering it. Life carried on, and I continued down the optimistic path.
Graduating eighth grade with honors, I headed towards the maze of halls that was the O’Fallon Township High School. I hoped for good teachers, but when I received my freshman schedule, the facebook world informed me that I would not...