Due to my affinity for film, I have a penchant for including or finding stories within everything. My lowest grade tale comes with a touch of peril and a heap of achievement.
Anyway, I'm not sure if I mentioned it before, but I had plans to go through high school in only three years (there's a reason, but that's another story). Well, my ability with math pretty much ends at Pre-Calc. I'm a film student, not a mathematician! The first time I took the class, I got a D. I will say that I may have done better with different classmates though and maybe not in honors. I've never heard a class so loud. Also the teacher's method of teaching didn't really work well with me. That's not what this is about though! Now, you may be saying: "Hungry, a D is still passing. You still get credits for it!" This is true. However, my school fully expected the majority of their students to be unspecial, lying, no good, stereotypical child delinquents desperately trying to get one foot in the public colleges so they don't become hobos that inevitably get sent to jail for illegal drug use. I wanted to apply to a private college for film. If this is unclear, you don't need to be a genius in math to get into a prestigious film school. All you need to be is creative. Back to the grade issue, I found myself creatively strutting into the counselor's office; fully expecting some UC indoctrination. (Side note, living in Southern California, the main public schools are called "UC schools." UC standing for University of California. See: UCI UCLA etc) After talking about some things I don't remember the counselor notices that I have, gasp, a D in one of my classes. We have the following conversation: "Do you want to get into a UC school?" "Uh-" "They'll never let you in with a D. I'm going to put you in this class again." *BOOP* And so, I found myself, not in another Pre-Calc class, but with the same teacher, and again, in honors! At first this seemed to ruin my plans for overachievement, but the class was going to count for credits twice. However, there's no telling what may have ended up happening with the counselor had I not gotten a C this time around. I'm not even sure if it was even possible that I had managed that. Maybe I got lucky and aced the final... somehow. Oh, and I should probably mention that this was one of the first classes in my eight period schedule.
In the end, it all came together and I had a magnificent graduation. Oh, wait, no I didn't. I had a hilariously bad graduation. Which would have almost been even better had the school not lost my diploma. I didn't get it until several months later. ugh.
Grades? PFFT... I'm a C+ student. Maybe B- in some classes, but overall... Yeah. BUT... I blame government cuts on my school. Our teachers are asking students for help, our equipment is way under par, and the overall morale is "Oh fuck it. I don't give a damn."
Oh, I hear you on government cuts. California film classes have been hit pretty hard. The number of courses offered has dropped by half and one of the classes I was petitioning for was only allowed to let in two petitioners.