My name's Amber, I'm a fourteen year old girl. Plus I am diagnosed with cerebral palsy which is a problem with the part of the brain that controls the body movements. Also, I have a caring mom, dad, and an eight year old sister, I love my whole family, but sometimes it's hard for me to express it. On the weekdays I go to Deerpark Middle School. I'm in eighth grade, and I have wonderful teachers like Mrs. Huffman, Mrs. Kobren, Mr. Wildis, Mr. Williams, Mrs. Pikas, Coach Vazquez and Amy. In school I try to do my best. I have U.S History with Mrs. Huffman, which is my weakest area in school. However, my wonderful teacher makes sure that I don't fall behind in my studies, and my mom helps me with my homework. I have an eighty-nine percent average in history, but she's quite strict because she thinks that I'm a normal kid. However, sometimes I feel like it's way too much for me to handle! Next, I have Science class with Mrs. Kobren, or as I like to refer to her as, ‘Crazy Auntie Kobren’. She tells me funny stories like how her daughter invited a …show more content…
On the weekends if I have a test I study and go to my Arabic classes. I love it but sometimes it gets a little frustrating because sometimes my mouth doesn't want to co-operate with me. My teacher tells me to try to be a little clearer but she doesn't know that I'm putting in 2 million percent of my effort and sometimes it's just out of my reach. But I never give up! Then, I come back and study. After studying my mom quizzes me, and after that I watch TV, sing, play with the iPad, or play with the DS. I do a lot of things that people think are weird but I do everything for a reason. For example, I don't like baths. I hate them because it feels like I'm taking a bath inside a waterfall. Sometimes I wiggle my fingers when I'm doing something, and I don't know whether it’s another stim (an input to block out the
Everything for a year had been leading up to this point and here I was in the middle of the happiest place on earth in tears because my friends had abandoned me in the middle of Disney on the senior trip.
Halfway through my sophomore year, my mom ran into some financial troubles. We had no choice, but to move away from my high school, and move in with my grandparents. After we moved, she didn’t have a job for over a year. I really didn’t want to switch schools. I was comfortable at my school and with my friends. My mother was willing to let me continue going there, even after we moved. I drove 30 minutes, everyday so I could go to school. It wasn’t easy, but it’s been worth it. I had to get up even earlier, I
But of course, the voices of my aunts and uncles were always in the back of my head: "you're not smart" , "you're not trying hard enough", "you're not good enough", "just give up". And the fear of failure would make me nervous when a test was around the corner. I couldn’t ask my parents for help because they weren't literate in English and they were only Spanish speakers. I couldn’t ask my brother he was always playing outside with his friends and I couldn’t ask my cousins because they would only make fun of me and tell their parents. So, there was a time I stopped asking for help. My parents saw my struggle so they signed me up for afterschool tutoring. I didn’t know what to expect, I just hoped I would get the tutoring I need to pass my classes. The tutors were so understanding and they didn’t just have homework tutoring but activities for learning which were fun. They also had books they read to us and they made the big kids read to the little
“Good Luck, Have Fun and Don’t Cheat.” Every day during the school year and most days during the summer I see Megan Tompkins. She is my science teacher and has been since I started 7th grade life science. Mrs. Tompkins has been a role model for me since that time. I started looking up to her because being a girl with a love for science is not the easiest, especially just staring my high school career. Even being my role model, I do not know that much about her except for the basics from being her student. First is what I already knew about her.
First of all, my perceptions of my greatest strengths display that reasoning and enthusiasm to learn are some of my greatest strengths, however, my mother reports that my greatest strengths which we did not share were English skills, kindness, politeness, and trustworthiness. Another question in which our opinions differed was that I was not in high school long enough to have a solid experience which to explain about, but on the other hand, my mother had a great experience in high school, enjoyed school overall, and had mostly wonderful teachers. Lastly, my worries for myself in this school year include falling behind in my advanced class, not obtaining perfect A’s throughout the year, or accidentally being late. However, my mother had absolutely no fears or worries for me this year in school, demonstrating that she has a great deal of faith in me. Between my perceptions of my skills and my mother’s perception of them, the fact that there are differences between our opinions has been validated with these pieces of
I am an 11-year-old 6th grader and I go to Jefferson Houston, I go by the name Blane. I have gone to Patrick Henry for kindergarten and Samuel W. Tucker for 1st-5th grade. In Jefferson Houston there is a program called AVID, this is a program that helps and motivates young adults to go to colleges. This year, I took an AVID interview for next year, and I passed so I will be in AVID next year. My favorite time of the day is lunch and my favorite subject is math. When it comes to school my strength is math, I am in 7th Grade Honors Math. I have gotten the A/B honor roll and citizenship award for semester 1. My plans for a successful and happy future is, to attend Harvard or Yale for law school and become a defense attorney. The most difficult event that changed me, was going to Jefferson Houston instead of Hammond. All throughout 5th grade, I was planning to go to Hammond and stick with my friends. But then, in the summer my mom preferred for me to go to Jefferson Houston, I obviously did not want to,
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
As I walked through the halls of Mather High School my sophomore year I knew that this year would be different, I would finally accomplish a boyhood dream, and I would make the honor roll. While growing up as the youngest child I had two brothers and a sister to look up too. From a young age I showed signs that I had a short attention span and I just wasn't able to sit down and focus. Through middle school I struggled to complete homework assignments and study for those “big tests”. My grades reflected on my work performance and my grades suffered the worst. Whenever report cards were sent home I would always disappoint my parents and siblings. My sibling made the honor list every year and I had never once came close to their accomplishments. Having to watch my brothers and sister sit down at the dinner table with my parents chatting on and on about how great their grades were made feel like a disappointment to my family. I just wanted to make my family proud, I wanted to one day sit at the dinner table and smile with my parents and talk endlessly about how great my grades were.
On February 21, 2016, I, Deputy John Arnold, went to 11747 West 105th Street South to assist another deputy in reference to a fight in progress.
Hi! My name is Joh Doe and my life has had its ups and downs before, like any other person has had. I was born at Huntington hospital in Huntington, New York. I grew up in East Northport, New York in Suffolk County. I have always lived in the same house and I like it that way. I had the chance to move but I chose not to. My family consists of five people, my dad, my mom, my two sisters, and myself. My mom and dad were the greatest parents growing up and all throughout my childhood. I thought I had the greatest life and wouldn’t change anything about it. I have become extremely close with my dad, especially as I have gotten older. My dad is more like a friend to me now, I guess because I can relate to him and talk to him about things that interest us both. Not that I don’t see him as a father, its just that he is a friend and a father. My other good friend is Matt who I met through elementary school and through little league because we were in the same class and on the same team. I became best friends with Matt in third grade, when we were eight, and to this day we are still best friends at the age of eighteen. The first way Matt and I hung out outside of school was through doing homework and projects for our class in third grade. I have always struggled with school grade wise. I do fine in class, taking notes, completing what I need to get done, and even homework. But the biggest trouble I had and still have to this day is test taking. Whenever I take a test, I freeze up and can’t remember anything I studied. I think I had a lot of pressure put on me to do so well because my two older sisters always did so good in their classes that I wanted to do the same. I generally like school because its ...
I’ve had to find a rhythm to “balance” my academics with my extra-curriculars. I say rhythm because I know some days have focused more on preparing for a track meet or soccer game, while other days, I’ve had ASB duties or heavy studying that needed to get done as well. I’ve realized I can’t do it all, and need to prioritize for that specific day’s responsibilities. With this constant challenge, I’ve been given a healthy pressure to get tasks done well and efficiently. I’ve had to do most of high school “alone” in some aspects of it. I come from a very loving and supportive family, but I’m the first to go to a university; which is stressful all in itself. I’ve had to be my own motivation to keep working hard because neither my parents nor siblings understand the ins and outs of the application and scholarship process. Going to a small school has made me feel alone through the years too. Not many kids are motivated so I’ve had to be my own cheerleader a lot of times, and keep pushing even when nobody else seems to be on the same path I’m working towards. While my peers go out on the weekends or school nights, I haven’t been able to, nor wanted to from how to tired or busy I am from the week. Learning to find time to re energize and prepare for success the next week ahead has made me “grow up” very
Everyone has challenges in their life and mine were speech and depression. From preschool to second grade I had to take “special” classes because my English was far more behind than everyone else’s. At the time I didn’t notice anything different, though now I realize that without those classes school would of been twice as hard. I overcame this challenge by simply going to school and learning. I found out that school can help with anything, for this reason I love learning to this day. I began noticing a negative change with myself throughout middle school, which now I classify as my second challenge, depression. I’m still not exactly certain if it is just depression, seasonal depr...
I remember at the end of the day our eyes would sparkle, even some of my friends that were not interested of science told that they really enjoyed it. Afterwards my grades for my science classes have been increasing vastly; difficulties like not having equipment’s and lab didn’t stop me to continue knowing more about science. Mr. Ashenfi’s assistance did not stop at school; he gives me advice what to do like: volunteering at hospitals and by providing me science books. My life was difficult growing up. From losing my grandmother when I was seven by diabetes, not living with my mother for most of my life and also living in a third world country, put me on a challenging trail of life. But through my journey, science always cheered me up. Even though there where tragic days, my desire to know about the world made me a stronger
When it comes to my schoolwork, I tend to be extremely conscientious, diligent, and ambitious. A few of my academic strengths are my organizational skills and ability to think critically. A weakness that I have is test taking; while taking tests I become nervous, and forget the information. I become upset with myself if I earn a C on a test or in a class. Then I consider what I could have done differently to receive a higher grade and apply it to future assignments. I react this way when it comes to my studies, because my dad used to get upset with us if we received anything below a B in specific subjects. For example, if we got a C in math my dad would say, “You don’t know how to count? I guess I will stop giving you money since you cannot count it.” He would also reward us for being able to count and getting good grades. When I was a little girl, he used to put out money and give us 30 seconds to count it, if we counted
Detective Hunter Sloane, the top recruit of his graduating class and the first promoted to detective, thanks to his hound dog instincts, and relentless determination, had a new case. It took eight years, but he’d earned boasting rights and the respect of his peers and yet he remained humble. Though to be fair, his comrades did it for him. “With no cold cases to speak of, he’s simply the best at what he does,” someone said.