The growth mindset is the ideal mindset for multiply reasons however the most important reasons are Ambition, success and knowledge. When people think of their mindset its usual to achieve a goal. The only way to gain accomplishments is push one’s mind to work hard and gain knowledge on the obstacles that have to be taken in order to be successful. People that believe they’re in control of their life has a growth mindset, they believe there is time to grow and advance.
People that have a growth mindset are overachievers. I say this because people with a fixed mindset determine their success on what they already know. Alfie Kohn said “A 2010 study found that when students whose self-worth hinges on their performance face the prospect of failure, it doesn’t help for them to adopt a growth mindset.” Well this statement holds truth I believe that the only time a person can truly fail is when the work isn’t put in to succeed. Alfie Kohn can not just make statements about failure without no regard. having a growth mindset gives people the courage to continue to push themselves forward. when a person get discouraged it is best to work on improvements not give up. it’s said that people with a fixed mindset gives up whenever they fail. it’s said people with a fixed mindset runs away from challenges. Michael G.R say “By: definition, a challenge is hard and success is not assured, so rather than risk failing and negatively impacting their self-image, they will often avoid challenges and stick to what they know they can do well.” If that isn’t enough to realize that people with a fixed mindset will never go above their abilities. What is the point of limiting yourself to basic knowledge when life moves forward. There are new obstacles and challenges in life every day. When a person refuses to gain knowledge that’s when a person will fail. A person that has the will and mindset to continue to push themselves to achieve their goals are the people who are successful. "Don't give up until you are PROUD" and "Every mistake you make is PROGRESS." By The Hechinger Report. When people hear that it gives them the encouragement to keep a growth mindset. It takes a lot for a person to be proud of themselves. After working so hard without results to finally succeed it’s amazing. The quote “Don’t give up until you are PROUD.” It deeper than just reading and understanding, a person have to have a growth mindset to truly understand the urgency of the message. Process is about what steps a person had to take to get to where they are now. Mistakes and achievements included. If a person doesn’t see failure what would make them work so hard to be successful. When a person goes through a process it’s the mistakes that modes their mindset to improve and want to accept knowledge. Kur says “When life gives you lemons then put those lemons in your hot tea.” Don’t continue to be like everyone else making lemonade, work to make yourself different to achieve more. Don’t do what everyone else does, make a difference and work to make your difference known. Overall I believe I have a growth mindset. I work hard for everything that I have and I’m still working and growing as I grow old. My focus isn’t really my mind set its really what I have to do to be successful. My biggest fear is failure just like a fixed mindset would have but the difference between me having a growth mindset is I challenge myself to succeed at that failure. Instead of keeping that failure I change it into an achievement. That’s the biggest difference between fixed mindsets and growth mindsets. People with a fixed give up easily while people with growth mindsets are constantly working to fix their failures. People with growth mindsets may want to give up or think of giving up however they’re so focused on their success they don’t have time for failure. I have a growth mindset because I don’t have time to get discouraged nor do I have time to give up. I work on myself every single day.
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Monique L Williams
2/9/2017 English 100 * caution before reading this is complete b/s. As I walked to the tree I always sat under after school I noticed how different I felt today. My smile seemed forced and my body language was off. I knew myself and I knew I was upset. Even as a young child I had unstable emotions that seemed to show at the wrong times. Upon arriving under the tree without realizing I was sitting on the ground gripping dirt into my hands, allowing the dirt to slide between my fingers and into my fingertips. I felt so dirty however I continued with my actions. After about 5 minutes I heard footsteps slowing approaching me. I knew exactly who it was just by listening to these footsteps. My father finally made it to me, looking down at me with a smile that even I couldn’t understand. I’m about 10 years old, I’m wearing my brand-new outfit that he just brought but I’m sitting in a pile of dirt. My thoughts were interrupted by my father’s low soft voice as he spoke “Monique why aren’t you inside? You usually come inside to change before getting messing.” All I could manage to say was “Hello father.” I loved to go to school everyday but my mornings weren’t always the greatest. My baby brother really hated when I left, he would cry, scream, kick and even try to walk. This effected me because I knew he felt alone without me and my other siblings but we had no choice in the matter. My mom would wake up early morning to make breakfast while my dad was making lunches for us to take for school. My mother was a serious lady. We had 3 rules each morning that we followed. First brush your teeth and wash your face. Second dress to impress from your head to your toes. Third don’t be late under any circumstances. After I ate breakfast and got dressed my father would be waiting outside in the car for me, just coming from dropping my older siblings off at school. The car ride was simple but meaningful to me. As we begin our journey to William Penn Elementary School my father would hold my hand the whole ride. I wasn’t old enough sit in the front of the car to make me feel safe that way his way. The school day was long but before I knew it my brother would pick me up from school. Michael “ Come, now booboo-bear, its time to go home” I would be so excited to go home. My parents would be at work soon after we went to school. I answer my bother “ I’m coming, Michael. As we leave the building Michael would ask me how my day has been and I would always give the same answer “good. Thank you for asking.” It wasn’t the perfect life I had with my father but it was something that I longed for even if it was only for a short period of my life. My mother had been up most of the night with my father silently arguing. I have no clue what the disagreement was but I wish it never happened. Morning came just like any other day my mom made breakfast but this time she made us carry it with us to school. She had long black hair in her head and long tight dress on. There is no doubt my mother’s a beautiful woman. As I turned to my fathers he was already walking through the door before I could run to him, my mother grabbed me by the arm yanking me into her embrace forcing me into the car. When I settled into the car I noticed my older siblings were in the car. The worried look in their eyes gave me an uneasy feeling that I couldn’t shake. My mom begin driving down Highland ave. it was traffic which was unusual for this time of the day. My mom told us to wait in the car until she came back from talking to the crossing guard. I knew I shouldn’t have got out the car however I was curious. When I got to my mom she was no longer my mother only a fragment of the women she us to be. Seeing my father in the shape I seen him as I watched cops handcuffing the truck driving that (I’m sorry) murdered my father I begin to lose my sanity. My mom was emotionlessly walking up and down the street. I couldn’t understand why? I couldn’t understand why my mother was so hurt until it was too late. This video really stands out to me because i understand what it's like to truely lose someone that is that important. Someone that shapes your life so drastically to the point of breaking without them. That person is your home. Personally I don't believe people understand that impact on a person. " It's like screaming but no one can hear" that's tragic. Imagine the intense pain in your heart,body and soul. You're so hurt but nobody sees the pain which someone should because if you look into someone's eyes deep enough, you can see their whole story. She lost her home and it's gone forever...click the link...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=15OQKvPuZBw When I was about 4 I lost my father. I'm not sure if people fully understand lost but I definitely wish I never experienced it. As a child I didn't understand that when someone died they never returned. I was only a child I didn't get it and looking back I understand my mothers actions. It was a normal day for me but my parents had an argument before my mom took me to school. My father was a proud man, he didn't accept anything he didn't agree with and he didn't agree with me staying at head start if I could start kindergarten. While my father was proud my mother was stubborn, she knew my father was right but because she was stuck in her ways she didn't bother to listen to him. Which I wish she would have because if she would have maybe I would still have a home... not a broken one. My mother put me in the car and we begin making our way to school with the rest of my siblings. My father had left out before us because he was determined to beat us there even if it was on foot. My house wasn't far from my school probably 10 minutes of walking. My mom made a turn into the street that my school was on, only to get stopped before moving any farther. Cops, firefighters and emt where scattered through the streets. My father was a victim of a hit and run driver that day. He was found and pleaded not guilty. My mother and grandmother fought in could for over a year. My mother won the case but it wasn't until before my graduation we received a letter from the guy. He finally apologized. I accepted his apology and went to visit him for closer but I didn't get the closer I was looking for. My mother would constantly walk up and down the street for weeks, that turned to months with me. I would ask over and over again why are we doing this? can we go home? Her response never changed " we don't have a home anymore, just a fragment of what use to be...home." As a child I didn't understand but I understand today. I understand her completely.
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