She/Her
Japanese Major, Asian American Studies Minor
Nishi Honganji
During my senior year of high school, I was failing my AP Statistics class because I had a lot of things going on, like being the Southern District president and getting my Girl Scout Gold Award and applying to colleges. Failing an AP class was something I definitely didn’t need. Back then, I was more hesitant to ask for help in classes. Especially since it was an AP course, I felt there were a lot of standards for me to uphold. I felt like I shouldn’t ask for help. “I could handle it.” As time went on, I realized this couldn’t continue and I had to swallow my pride and ego. I went to talk to my teacher and said, “I am struggling and I don’t know why.” So it was at that moment, I didn’t know how she would respond because I did have trouble paying attention in class and things like that. When I talked to her, she actually told me I could take my tests before classes start during zero period, without anyone there. When I did that, I went from a D to A in a semester’s time. She said nobody had done that before. I was like, ok cool. I realized the problem wasn’t necessarily the fact I didn’t understand the content. I had test anxiety. What I learned from this, is not only that small act of compassion put me on a better track for my grades, but it also taught me a lot about myself as a student and how to treat other people. I started to look at people with more compassion and understanding. A lot of times, we don’t know if someone next to us is going through something really difficult in their lives. Whether it is during COVID times or not, compassion, big or small, could really change somebody’s life. For her, it could’ve been a really small gesture because she was already there early. I wasn’t getting any handicaps or extra time. I was just getting fewer distractions. That was my introduction to mental health and how I treated myself. My outlook on life was a lot different than it is now. I was very much an optimistic person. It wasn’t until that moment when I realized that I should pay attention to the signs of anxiety and reach out for help because people are compassionate. There are open-minded people who will understand your situation. All in all, I learned that a small act of compassion led me to be a better student and person. As a person, it made me become more aware and sensitive to what other people are going through. I learned the importance of introspection and self-reflection. If I didn’t have that first experience of struggling, it opened the door and reflected that there was a lot going on. That little moment involved my grades, but also so much more than that. I would like to thank her. It was a pretty difficult point in my life, to say the least. I put a lot of stress on myself that year. To have teachers that support you and care about your dreams and aspirations, gives me a lot of faith in educators. Thank you for opening my world a little more.