Do you think that students are misunderstood by parents and teachers? Why or why not?

I think students can be misunderstood by teachers because they have no real insights into that student's life. They can make observations and make their best guess as to that student's feelings and way of thinking. But the best they can make is a guess. Parents can make better assumptions than teachers because they spend more time with their child and because their child is more open with their feelings when talking to them. But both can not really see what is going on inside a person unless the person expresses his or her feelings to them.

My Memoir

Graduation
The feeling was great yet scary being watched by hundreds of people. It was a hot sunny day. Everyone shielded their eyes with their programs squinting to see the principal at the podium. I would now like to let Alex Barnes take the podium and present his speech about what Francis Parker Elementary means to him said the principal. I grabbed my typed speech in one hand and slowly walked up to the podium. I stepped onto the little step. I was feeling very nervous and yet a sense of pride because my speech had been chosen to be read at graduation. I scanned the sea of faces searching for my parents. I saw them under the giant shady tree smiling at me. I took a deep breath and started speaking. I spoke for a while feeling the pit in my stomach. But eventually my nervousness melted away and I felt myself relaxing. I was actually having a good time. At some comments the assorted parents, teachers, and staff laughed. I felt great knowing I'd gotten the privilege to present my speech. I read until the end,thanked the audience for listening, and stepped off the podium. The crowd broke in to applause. I walked back to my seat next to my friends. I felt such a sense of success and relief. During the rest of the graduation ceremony I was up in the clouds feeling great. I just sat and waited to walk up to the principal shake is hand and receive my elementary school diploma. When the time came I walked up to him, looked him right in the eyes, and gave a good hard handshake. After the graduation ceremony I slowly made my way through the crowd to my parents at the far end. When I got to them I gave them a hug and they told me how proud they were of me. We then walked out to the big green athletic field and the graduation party. I didn't really want to go. But I expected it would be a long time until I saw my friends and teachers again. So I went anyway. After the party I said a final goodbye. Then I walked out the big entrance gate with my parents. We got into the car and started the drive home. I undid the annoying tie I'd been wearing for the over three hours and draped it over my neck. As we drove home I thought about all the experiences I'd had at this school and thought about next year where I'd be going to a school called High Tech Middle. I'd have to make new friends and completely readjust myself. But I felt ready for anything after that speech. I looked out the window and thought about the new adventure I'd get to have at my new school.