Let’s flash back in time to before our college days. Back to then we had lunch trays filled with rubbery chicken nuggets, stale pizza, and bags of chocolate milk. A backpack stacked with Lisa Frank note books, flexi rulers, and color changing pencils. The times where we thought we wouldn’t make it out alive, but we did. Through all the trials and tribulations school helped build who I am today and shaped my future. From basic functions all the way to life-long lessons that helped shape my character. Middle school is the time of puberty for most. All of those awkward stages from blue eye shadow and silly popularity contests, all the way to bullying. When you’re this young you usually don’t know the impact your words may have though, including me. What may be seemingly harmless to you could severely impact another’s life. There was a very pretty girl in a few grades below me who was apparently getting bullied. Like most …show more content…
I started wearing what I wanted and not just what was popular. I didn’t have close connections with my friends at the time either. Most of them gossiped all the time, and that’s just not me. I had been stuck in my shell for way too long in fears of being an outcast. The first day of trying to come out of my shell I was made fun of, but I didn’t care near as much as I thought I would. These people are making jokes about me but don’t have any clue who I am, what I’ve been through, or what my future holds. So why even give them the time of day? I kept on wearing what I wanted and actually made life-long friends who were into the same things as I was. It does not matter what you wear or how you look honestly. The only thing that should matter is what’s inside of you, and you shouldn’t be discouraged to express that in fears of someone not liking you. “Those who matter don’t mind, those that mind don’t matter” (Theodore Suess
When I was entering into High School, I tried to join as many clubs as I can, since I wanted not only to be superior in grades, but also extracurricular activities. So as usual, I joined Key Club. At first volunteering at the events was fun, but as I went to more events, it felt as if it was a chore. I did not feel any passion; it was rather tiresome.
Throughout my four years in high school I have been fortunate enough to fulfill many of my aspirations and my thirst for knowledge. One goal that I would like to achieve is to become an international attorney. I have aligned my involvement in specific academic and extra-curricular activities to aid me preparing for the long road between my present situation and the day I pass the bar exam. Through my high school activities I have learned three virtues that I have deemed necessary to achieve my goal, passion, self-discipline, and perseverance.
This topic has brought out a lot of ideas that have been storming inside of my head for a while now. The topic I have chosen is that simply High school and how that has affected me a ton. Now how has this affected me you may ask well it has changed my responsibility's and changed my life. Well every morning I have to wake up early and be so tired the last thing I truly want to do is go to school well someone has to do it and that someone is me. School is really boring and half the stuff if not more you will never use but you must still learn it all if you ever want to be successful in life. i am here to tell you that I have accomplished years of high school and can accomplish those hard years of college. Thank you for your
Before I enrolled into SAC, I was a non-fan of sports, nervous, young man, who heard about SAC from a friend in Upper School and has tons of hopes for Grade 9. Something was hold me back to go to SAC. , although that "something” terminated after I knew that everyone were Andrean Brothers and that's why I'm currently aiming to perfect the role of a well-rounded citizen. As they say, “Friends are the most ingredient in the recipe of life”. Friends, like Daniel Zhao, who told me about this school changed my whole life. Once I stepped on Andrean soil, I knew that I was part of something special. In addition, I never had "fun" in sports events because I thought I might get hurt. Yet when I joined SAC sports teams, I was afraid
Everyone seemed to be having the time of their lives, the feeling of being free from high school finally sinking into their minds. Forgetting about all of their problems for the night, and letting loose. My mom always says that I’ll regret this when I grow up; not living the full high school experience. But what is really considered the “high school experience”? It is just going to parties, homecoming dances, prom, and being in relationships? How cliché.
Throughout my high school experience, I've been able to obtain knowledge that I can use to better my life. Some of the classes I've taken have been a blessing in disguise. For example, I never expected to learn as much as I did about writing and literature by just simply reading. Many of my teachers have pushed me to my limits and inspired me to think differently from my peers. In general my best English experience was reading "MacBeth" by William Shakespeare in Mr. Elwell's class, where I also realized I had many English skills to improve on.
I can vaguely remember the days at St. James Catholic School when nap time, learning the ABC’s, and what I was going to play at recess were at the top of my concerns. In each grade new ideas were taught and learned. In Preschool, I learned how to color inside of the lines and how to sing the ABC’s. While in Kindergarten and First grade, I learned the basics of reading and how to properly write. Second grade was the year I learned how to write in cursive. In third grade, test taking became regular and lifelong friendships started to form. My early years in school taught me the basics for what I needed in the future.
The meaning to this quote is remembering the past and wanting to go back either to switch the past or live in the past once again. To quote really relates to my high school journey because there was a point where I didn't care for school, and I slacked off by not turning in assignments, and not doing homework. If I could go back in time to freshman year I would make better life decisions. I would take my classes seriously.
Last year at the beginning of the school year I was just starting high school as a freshman at St.T. I was excited about starting there because I had the chance to meet some new people and teachers. Most of the students I had already went to school with from kindergarten to when we graduated eighth grade together, and I went to school with a lot of the upperclassmen in previous years at Our Lady of Lourdes so, I wasn’t scared because I knew so many people already. Anyway, the first semester was fine. I as on the cheer team, I had good grades, and kept them up, and i was gone almost every weekend hanging out with friends. Then the second semester comes. I wasn’t going to cheer practices, my grades dropped, and I missed so many weeks of school
High school is supposed to be a one more step closer to college; it’s supposed to be preparing you for the future right? Wrong. My experience in high school was very different; I never quite fit in with anyone, the “friends” that I thought that I had used me for money. Let’s just say when I was a freshman I had a friend whom I knew from grade school, her name was Meghan Lawrence and she was the kind of person who I really believed I could tell her anything and she would keep it to herself. Once again I was proven wrong, I developed a crush on a boy and she knew that I had a crush on him; one morning before class both he and she went to the corner store, she thought it would be funny to tell him all about my crush, which he tortured me with, playing with my emotions, made me feel like he might actually like me back.
remember it all like it was yesterday. My history teacher assigned that one big project that is worth half your grade. It was Tuesday morning of my junior year in high school, I walk into class and the day starts good until he hands out the assignment and gives us the due date. The project was to create a diagram from the 1900's to the 1950's or write a 5 page essay. I had been working hard the whole school year to maintain an “A,” but soon none of that would matter. All the nights I stayed up to study for the test and all the study guides I rushed to turn in before the first bell in the AM wouldn’t help me anymore. As a student my grade wasn't jeopardized on all my hard work, but by one simple project. My procrastination had finally put
Luis and his family had just moved from brooklyn park to lincoln heights on the last few days of july. He was nervous because he wouldn’t know anybody at the school in his freshman year but he was happy too because this was going to be his first year playing football and he was very excited because this would give him a chance to play the sport he loves and it would help him make some new friends before the school year starts, And at least he would know some people.
Growing up I never had time for anything. A normal teenage boy would’ve gone out almost everyday or just partied , what I basically , mean is that they would’ve been very outgoing and social. I on the other side I was a boy who didn’t had time to hangout friends , had to handle with work , school and sports. Waking up at 6 in the morning take a shower , change and by 7 had to get out from my house or I would’ve been late to school. Always had to walk , in the rain or snow it didn’t matter I had to walk because my older sister needs the car for her to go to college. After I get to school I had to do my do now for physiology and always trying to understand the class because I really don’t like science , but I had to try my best to get a good
Seventeen years ago in 1998 I was born in El Paso, Texas to wonderful parents, Rafael and Rosa Isela Nevarez. For the following ten years, until 2008 we lived in a small house in San Elizario, Texas which was not ours. Two years and eight months after I was born, my sister Abby was born. When I turned five my younger sister, Ivonne was born by this time I was already in Kinder. My first challenge was in second grade at Alfonzo Borrego Sr. Elementary School. Especially because the teachers had told me that I was a slow learner, and they would have to lower me a grade level, as a consequence I would not go further than third grade . According to the teachers they had to administer a test to conclude where they had to place me, however, my mom defended me and
When teachers and academicians look at students they see ambition, success, and discipline. For five days a week, as a student, I spend six to seven hours, sitting in a desk, striving to get the best education possible. I believe that high school serves a better benefit than detriment, but rather, academic success and personal development. It takes a combination of skills, organizing, prioritization, and concentration to achieve academic success and personal development. To be academically successful one must fulfill in becoming all that they are capable of becoming.Our contemporary generation is disintegrating and losing morals. Although, we have inspirational people who try to edify us to our true and insightful meaning. The keys to academic success and personal development does not happen overnight, but rather, a process that one should learn over the years.