My First Year Of High School

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Narrative Essay It all started my sophomore year of high school. People always tell you that when someone knocks you down, you should always get back up and keep trying. I had this mindset at the beginning of my sophomore year, but I ended up letting a teacher knock me down to the point where I did not get back up for a couple years. I never expected my second year of high school to go so awry. Nevertheless, I was able to move forward and leave my negative experience behind me. I went to Sandia High School for my freshman and sophomore years. By my sophomore year, I felt at ease about high school. My favorite subjects were science and English. I had signed up for Newspaper that year and was very excited because I wanted to become a writer. I thought that newspaper class would enhance my skills. My first week of school was typical; I had to memorize class locations, times and learn about my teachers. My English teacher was also my newspaper and advisory teacher. His name was Mr. Steele. At first, I thought he was cool; he was friendly and seemed laid back. However, by the middle of the week I happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I was late to school and met a friend who was ditching before we went to class. I thought since I had already missed half of first period why not just go during second period. Bad idea. Little did I know my "friend" had some paraphernalia stashed in her backpack. As soon as we returned to campus, security took us to the office. They searched us and found a lighter and some tobacco papers on her. They did not seem to believe that I had not hidden anything as my “friend” apparently had troubles many times previously and they decided to suspend us both. When I returned to school, I had to tell... ... middle of paper ... ...t go. In the first semester of my last year of school, I took 11 classes. I took some at school and some online to catch up what I had missed. I then took two extra dual credit classes at CNM in my last semester because I had nothing else to do and wanted to get started with college! Throughout this whole experience, I was able to understand myself better. I was able to realize that I could get control over my anxiety. I was able to get control over my life again and now know not to let anyone bring me down. I know I am trying my hardest and that is what matters. I almost gave up on school and I am so happy that I did not. Even though I do not really want to be a writer anymore, I was able to find what I feel like is my calling in life, which is acupuncture and alternative medicine. Even when I graduate college, I will not stop seeking knowledge. Knowledge is power.

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