Prologue : How I Lost My Sanity (2 Years Ago.....) I woke up and sighed. This was it, the last day of school before summer. Every child across the state would be waking up with a feeling of pure bliss. Girls would put on their favorite shorts and the guys would wear tight shirts to reveal their muscles the best they could. All rules set up to prevent any trouble at school would be broken repeatedly. There would be drama galore and the annual water balloon fight would be right after school. Exactly why I hated summer break. This was a season created for girls with flat stomachs and sunkissed skin. People would wear less and less clothing and the bathing suits would be so small you could use them to sew a dress together. I would not participate in any such activity. Not even consider any of it. Girls my size weren't made for this weather. I had fat on my stomach that the other girls lost when puberty hit. My face had zits and pimples all over and my hair was some gigantic frizzy mess. My eyes were my one good feature. They were a bright and vibrant violet green like my mother's before she passed I will admit though, I'm not fat, I'm just chubby. "At least its your 16th birthday sweetheart. Tomorrow morning Aphrodite will be jealous of your beauty and your father will be jealous of your power." My Shifter, Mila, said quietly while trying in vain to brighten my thoughts. "Thanks Milly." I whispered sadly. It was true. In less than twenty four hours I would be everything I had always wanted, I'll be living with my mate and no one would ever bully me again. Twenty four hours until I could be happy. Pushing the thoughts out of my mind, I got up and trudged into the small bathroom. When there, I began brushing my teeth, not even ... ... middle of paper ... ...y all of my pictures of my loved ones. I rushed down stairs and grabbed a trash bag then came back and began stuffing everything else I owned into the bag ranging from the rest of my clothes to a speaker set my father had sent a few years back as an apology gift for leaving me stranded. I slung the bag over my shoulder and went to our back yard. I poured everything out and used a match I had found under my bed to light it all on fire. At first, there was nothing but a small flicker of yellow under an old pair of sweatpants I had owned, then a blazing fire erupted out of nowhere and I sat down and watched the flames dance wildly to the music that played in their heads, as they destroyed everything I had ever owned. I wanted to be like that one day. The flames glowed brigth and vibrant colors as they destroyed the objects that would have haunted me in the future.
As school comes to a closing, children start to get excited. They get to play outside, sleep in, and also not have to worry about tedious school work. But for some, summer vacation isn’t such a good thing. In Anna Quindlen's essay “School’s Out for Summer,” she explains how summer can be a struggle for some families. When school is in session, kids get lunch and if they come to school early, breakfast too. When school ends, families that can’t afford to feed their kids, have to find different way to get food. Quindlen does a great job persuading the readers as to why summer break isn’t such a good thing. In her essay she uses statistics, provides solutions people are trying to do, and she also uses pathos in her essay.
Suddenly, an idea mazed through my intricate thought process until it burst. The explosion erupted and excitement swam through my bones, in and out of every limb and muscle. I jumped, “let’s light something on fire in the garage.” It would be safer outside of my house, I thought (no one will see us). My garage contained two small tinted windows, so that no one
So here you are you are on the last day of school, eager to be off for almost 12 weeks but then you remember the school changed and now you only have a 5 week break. I know it feels sort of a disappointment right? That is how many kids across the U.S feel as they are talking to their buddies about what they could do over a 12 week break. This is only one of the many things that are wrong with year round school, and why it should be stopped. Students should not attend year round school for educational, and vocational and stress relieving reasons.
morning I knew that I had to do something so I went around trying to
"The only ones who don't lose are the upper 10 to 15 percent of the student body. Those tend to be gifted, college-bound, they're natural learners who will learn wherever they are" (Smyth 7). This is a statement from an article written by Julie Carr Smyth about how much knowledge is lost over summer because of the amount of education-free time during the break. Smyth's article also state so that "The National Summer Learning Association cites decades of research that shows students' test scores are higher in the same subjects at the beginning of the summer than at the end" (Smyth 6). If the National Summer Learning Association already has research showing that knowledge is lost over summer break, why do we still have such a long break in between school years? All students would agree that every school year goes on the same as the one before: you start the school year reviewing everything you previously learned, then you spend the rest of the year learning new lessons just for them to slip out of your mind again when you get back to school the next year after summer break. It seems as if the only activities that students remember from their summer breaks are the parties, vacations, and Netflix series they spent their time on. That is not how it should be. Shortening the gap between the summer school months will in turn strengthen student education. It won't allow them to lose as much previous education as a long summer break would. A longer school year will in turn decrease education loss, increase productivity year round in students, and provide the simple necessities of daily life such as food for some unfortunate students.
This summer was the best summer ever. On August 8, 2016, I didn’t sleep all night. I left my at 2am, and at 8:00am I left on a plane to what I this is the most magical plane on earth. I went to Puerto Rico.
You sit in the hot, stuffy classroom zoning in and out to listening to your teacher. Tick tock tick tock the clock seems to completely stop. Your teacher has been reviewing everything for the last 15 minutes, everything that you learned last school year. If we didn’t have a long summer break we would be able to cut right to the chase once we went back to school. But the average school has about a three month summer break which is enough time for your brain to pretty much totally forget everything you learned the year before and have to sit through your teacher's re-teaching all the material. All schools in America should have a year round school system because you can prevent re-teaching, get more breaks, and people are using less money.
...the fire. My dolls were twisted and liquefied, broken and scorched, sprawled upon my shelves and floor as if my room was some elaborate death scene. Spectral pieces of shattered glass sparkled amongst the yellow glow of my flashlight, littering my bed and a great deal of the floor.
The darkness loomed above me, the few remaining stars twinkling sporatically, as if the emptiness was snuffing them out. I waved goodbye to my friends at the comic store, my usual stop on Thursday nights. I grabbed my bike and began pedaling, pushing myself up for the arduous journey home. After a short time, I entered the maze-like development aptly named "Fireside. " I rode my bike at a carefree pace, after all I had taken this route at least once a week.
Fun, scaring, exciting are the feelings of my first week of school. This is a brand new experience of my life having to leave my friends and teachers in middle school behind. New school, new friends and new teachers are all part of this new school year. This one is different though, it’s the first week of high school.
I awoke, there was a crash on the upper deck. I heard a thunderous crackling from my head above. I ran up the stairs and what I saw devastated me. The small wooden boat was completely coated in billowy flames."Help, help, somebody please!"I slowly moved towards the sound being careful to dodge flames as much as possible.
It was the day before we left our home to go to California. I was so excited for our time to spend some out of the house and go to another state. However, before we went to bed, we had to pack a few things. I packed my toothbrush and toothpaste, brush, comb, hair spray, conditioner and shampoo, and clothes. We also packed some
The summer after fifth grade was a big summer for me. I felt all powerful since I would be entering the Middle School in three months. I had no idea that not everyone felt that I knew everything in the world.
Summer vacation is legendary. An integral part of American culture, it is loved by students and loathed by parents. Its influence stretches as far as the economy and media of the country. Nevertheless, such a famed part of American educational customs is unnecessary and even detrimental to students. Its institution hinders learning and it can have a damaging effect on the families and students involved.
After I had washed my face, I was wondering to myself why is the house