I never knew transitions could be so difficult. I lived in Germantown Maryland since I was born and all my friends lived down the street from me. Every Time I went to school It wouldn’t even feel like school because I would talk and hang with my friends. I loved it because after school I would do the exact same thing it was a life I could ever ask for. Once I got into 5th grade I had already made my own group of friends and we knew everything about each other, I looked at them and I could see being friends with them all my life. I got home one day near the end of the school year and my parents said to put my backpack in my room and as the nosey and persistent kid that I am, I had to ask why, of course I got yelled at to just obey them so I did as I was told. I got into the car and eventually we arrived at some houses, at the time I didn’t know that they were model homes I thought we were gonna visit family or someone we knew. …show more content…
A few weeks later when I got home on the last day of school I saw my dad putting up a for sale sign, I asked him why this was necessary and then he ruined my day by breaking the news to me, that unfortunately we were gonna move. Our house sold in a matter of 48 hours. We were all moved in and everything in a matter of 2 weeks. I was entering middle school with no friends to talk to on the first day of school so I was pretty scared. Surprisingly I made friends fairly easy because I joined the nearest soccer club, so I made friends there and they introduced me to other kids and so on. Little did I know that my “friends” just talked to me to make fun of me behind my back. I was bullied until 7th grade, I was insulted about my race and weight. I realized that I could be sad, complain, and say my life is terrible but it simply
Everything I dreamed about for my senior year was taken from me the day that I moved. When I left my old school I not only said goodbye to my friends, but I also said goodbye to an easy senior year. At my new school I am just another body. No one knows who I am. I talk to everyone I meet, trying to make conversation, but yet I still eat alone in the cafeteria every day, listening to everyone laugh while I try to hold back my tears.
Throughout the length of schooling, students go through various changes. In their first year of school, children are required to make the transition from being at home for the entire day to being in school for a number of hours a day. These transition periods happen many times through the schooling years, but the most drastic changes occur during the transition from high school to college, where students weather numerous lifestyle changes. While each individual student goes on their own journey, certain themes remain common between different students. Studies are done to look at these themes identifying the numerous differences and similarities.
Since I'm coming to an end in my middle school years in a few months, I feel obligated to make a guide to help you youngsters transition to middle school, and even help people who are already in middle school, struggling! Hopefully these tips will help you in your three years of Hell on Earth.
Therefore, I was very dependent on my family and friends. Anytime someone new tried to talk to me, I could always count on at least one of my sisters, to be standing right by my side, answering any question they threw at me. One of the things that scared me the most about public school was the number of hours I would be away from my family, after all, they were my interpreters and protectors. After the first few weeks, when everything started to settle down, that’s when I realized “I can do this.” The whole communication and conversation was not as horrible as I imagined it to be. In fact, people were really quite pleasant to me, being the “new girl” and all. I started to make list, which may not seem to be a big deal, but it was a big step for me. Since, previously, I thought that list were just something mothers made for groceries, or the elderly made due their forgetfulness. I was wrong. I came to realize, that it was an independency thing, not an age or gender thing. They had so much responsibilities that they had to write them all down, in order to remember them
According to Gartrell (2014) transitions are the “events that occur in the process of moving children from one activity to another in the daily program, which the teacher may or may not have planned” (p. 519). Transitions happen all day throughout the day. Our transition will be done with a clapping pattern. This is a series of claps that the students have to repeat. When the students repeat the pattern I know that the class is listening. When I want the students to clean up I will clap, they will repeat, and then I will tell them to clean up. This works for all types of transitions, whether it is gathering for circle or meeting time, lining up, settling down, changing groups, or just getting the student’s attention.
Many transitions occur throughout a students' life. From their first day of preschool to their first day of college, as humans we constantly have to readjust to new school environments. In terms of developmentally, transitioning to middle school comes at a terrible time! We know that the time children are transitioning from elementary to middle school occurs between the ages of nine and twelve years old, also known as early adolescence, and the start of puberty. Adolescence is a time where our bodies are changing physically, psychologically, and emotionally, and having to deal with a body transition as well as an environmental transition can be difficult. This is why it is essential for school systems to ease student's anxiety and fears about the upcoming years as much as possible, by implementing an effective transition program.
From the title of the paper you probably think yes right away, but scientists have proven that school starts too early in the day. Read this paper an find out how the state of education is really affecting your grades. scientist has discovered that the brain is not fully awake until ten o'clock in the morning. So when you wake up in the time range of five through seven in the morning you are waking up five,four, or three hours too early. But you may be thinking to yourself who was up at five in the morning?
Leaving High School and going to University or College is a major and scary change all while being exciting. Change is good, it is inevitable, as nothing stays the same forever. Either adapt to the change, or get left behind. Change may be feared but it cannot be stopped from coming. Within the last two decades young people are leaving home much later than they did years ago. In the age range of 18-34, 32.1% of people still live with their parents, while 31.6% live with their partners, 14% live alone, and 22% live with another family member, or somewhere like a college/university dorm room.
Waking up at 6 maybe even earlier is hard, I know trust me. Yes it would be nice to roll out around 10. However that’s not the case is it? All high school students can relate that early mornings can be a pain. I know I can. But we also have it nice because we get home early and have a hour before our siblings show up from school. And before our parents come home yelling at us to finish the dishes. Nice isn’t it?
Moving, or rather, anything in my then-short life changing was always stressful. I transferred schools due to overcrowding during fifth grade and I remember feeling uncertain. Would my teachers like me? What if people don’t want to be my friend? Typical juvenile thinking, although I was convinced the first day would not go well. However, this proved contradictory as I met my best friend within the first 20 minutes, although I did not know it when. We were in the same home room and our teacher asked her to introduce me to the unfamiliar currents of the new school. The first thing I noticed was that she was perceptive. She assuaged my unspoken fears, assuring me the teachers and fellow peers were, in her words, “super-duper nice”. Ever since that day, conversation flowed endlessly, and it was always give and take. Everything was comfortable and easy, sharing secrets and swapping stories like there was no one else around. To no ones’ surprise, we spent an immeasurable amount of time together throughout middle and high school. This
Many games I played growing up taught me important life values. For instance, “The Game of Life” would tell me how life can be random and unexpected. “Sorry” would show me that valuing self interest is not a crime, and “Monopoly” would teach me about patience. However, the most important game I ever played was not until I was a freshman in High school. The game was called “Three Changes” and the rules were simple.
Back in elementary school, I used to think that I was special and often used this as an excuse to seek out attention. Often times, I would raise my hand to answer a question or just burst out because I was so confident in myself. Now that I think about it, my huge ego and overconfidence were problems in itself. However, in my transition from elementary school to middle school, I had transformed from a child with an overbearing ego and huge amounts of confidence into a quiet adolescent who would rarely raise his hand or participate. I would always doubt my own answer or refuse to share my opinions because I was afraid of how people would react. As I moved up in the grade ladder, this problem of mine became even worse. It had gotten to the point
All or most of us have gone through it. The countless hours we spent filling out college applications, scholarship applications, visiting colleges, and taking the dreaded tests. Whether it was the PSAT, SAT, ACT, or other college entrance exams, it was a big hassle. After visiting such a great number of colleges, the advantages and disadvantages of the schools seemed to run together in my mind. The endless paper work and deadlines seemed as though they would never end. When I thought about college, it seemed like it was not real, like it was a figment of my imagination. I imagined what it would be like, wondering where I would go. The questions of "What did I want to major in?" and after I decided that, "What schools had my major?" circled around in my head. When filling out questionnaires for college searches I was asked about what size college I preferred, whether I wanted to be in a rural or suburban area. Did I really know how to answer these questions that would so greatly affect the next four years of my life?
Of all the advices, I have received over the past two years in college, I think the best advice is time management. This is an advice given to us at any given time in our life. It might seem like “duh” time management is important, but if you manage to manage your time or completing your work at a good pace, adjusting to college is not bad at all. In fact, transitioning into college you gain more time for yourself. It’s true you might still have a 9 am to 5 pm day, but in that day it's most likely you will take up to 3 classes a day, and in the semester at most you would take maybe 4 or 5 courses. Whereas in highschool you had maybe 7 to 8 classes a day, with assignments due the very next day. It’s true that college assignments seems more,
This was it. I was expelled from the school. My life was over. I didn’t care about my other friends who were with me; they all kind of disappeared away from me. All I was thinking of now was myself and the trouble I was in and predicting what will happen when will get home and tell this story to my parents.