Opinion editorials, reviews and personal essays
By Katrina Cherk
Dreaming of owning my own fashion line, I registered for AP Economics, hoping that it will instill some business sense in me. After two months in the course, I was stuck with an F. As if this wasn’t enough, my math course also slapped me in the face with a flunking grade. It was October and I had 2 F’s.
When I came out of my counselor’s office, I was drowning in news that didn’t make my day any brighter. Holding a sheet with “Course Drop Form” printed at the top, I felt conflicted.
One factor that prevented me from dropping the course was pressure. I didn’t want to let my teacher or my classmates down. I especially did not want to confirm the doubts my father showed about my course selection: “Are you sure you want to take this course? Okay. Just know that you may be immensely challenged.”
Though I handed back the form, unsigned, the devastation within me began to grow. I was sinking into despair. The looks on my Asian parents’ face didn’t make me feel any better.
Forced out of my math class with a standing F for three whole months, many nights I prayed that days would get better. Comparing myself to other classmates would make my eyes droop even lower than it already was, so I forbade myself to think like that. Homework piled, and when I was about to crack, I felt the waters beneath me rise.
D- was my first semester grade in AP Economics. I was at least treading water. Through constant pestering and guidance from my parents and teacher, perusing the textbook daily, answering practice questions online, and working through extra practice tests, I worked my way up.
I realized that it was my struggle to learn equations and theories that made me fail in the beginning months. I was having one of my toughest battles, trying my hardest to comprehend the more “logical” side of the world with my abstract and artistic brain.
Though I did not soar as high as others and stumbled from time to time, I slowly struggled upwards. As I reached higher and higher, a smile not only showed on my face, but on the faces of those who helped me.