The sun shines on a warm June day. Trabuco Hills High School’s 2013-2014 edition yearbook, the very first book I contributed to, has been published. As I walk to my sixth period yearbook class, I see swarms of students passing around multicolored pens as they finish signing each other’s yearbook before the bell rings. I can hear an echo of laughter coming from my classroom as students of all grade levels flip through the freshly bound book, contemplate puns, and embrace each other on the account of all the hard work they put in this year. I feel the smile on my face stretch ear to ear as I walk in the room, with a multitude of pens begging for my signature in their book. I have never felt more proud of my achievements then when I first held …show more content…
I am most proud of the way this accomplishment taught me the true nature of working with diverse personality types and how it gave me a true knack for organization and creativity. I am a student who values security through direction and needs to do things a certain way. However, making my first yearbook changed the aforementioned habits immensely. Yearbook situated me with a diverse group of students with various skills. I have never been more grateful for yearbook then when I was forced to be put with students who were the polar opposite of my personality type. I had to learn to compromise my own desires with the desires of others for the book. The making of this book taught me necessary ways to cooperate with other staffers that are vital for real world office relations. Furthermore, yearbook encouraged me to think more creatively and critically than I ever thought I could. I was forced to think outside of the box. The making of this yearbook allowed me to learn invaluable skills for real life that I will never forget. I truly cherish these skills, as well as the dedication I felt when working towards making this
My middle school’s dean smiles while handing me my certificate. I gave her my best fake smile and stood in line with the rest of my classmates who made the honor roll. I put my medal around my neck, held my certificate in my left hand, and put my right arm behind my back. I can’t believe I left my jacket in my mom’s car.
Overall, I was grateful for this experience. I was able to find out more about the behind the scenes responsibilities of our schools’ leadership.
The book begins by sharing a tradition at Frank K. Ballou High School, the annual academic awards ceremony. The school hosts these ceremonies in hopes
The rural southern town of Wrongberight, Virginia has a population of eighty-seven and yesterday they all sat on lawn chairs in front of the one-room schoolhouse to witness the High School Graduation Ceremony, of the Class of 1965, which consisted of only one student, Homer Gilmore. Before, Sally P. Strong, the Principal, presented him with his diploma, she addressed those in attendance – As y’all know Homer is the first student in the history of Wrongberight to ever, attend college and it is no secret that Princeton University selected him as the recipient for their Falkner Creative Writing Scholarship. At that moment, everyone stood and made such a ruckus that the cows in the pastures, the pigs in their pens and the horses in the fields
8th grade, 8th grade from the opening day to the signing of the yearbooks. This is the year of memories, goodbyes, and regrets. 8th grade and I’m still realizing that there are people in the world that would die to go to a school like this. A school where every body knows everyone’s name, respects everyone, and where violence and fighting are about as common as the Yankees missing the playoffs. When I’m done with my homework and go to bed, as the days of 8th grade wind down, summer will come and go, and I will find myself in one of those giant, scary places called high school.
On stage, I anticipated third place, but was once again stunned when I placed second. This whole experience was life changing. Working for the National FFA Convention, I developed a work ethic to stick to something, and to do my best, even if it seems impossible. I also gained communication skills, and the ability to work outside my comfort zone. Even now it is hard for me to interact with others, but this accomplishment taught me that I can do hard things and I can communicate effectively. I learned how to perform research and express my findings. This experience was also very valuable for it directed me to my career path. It opened up doors as to my abilities, and gave me the confidence to pursue my dreams without fear. It taught me that failures happen, but enduring effort will turn failure into success. In my interviews, I learned that complete honesty is far better than false cover-ups. I became the person I am now because I was blessed with the experience. This project for some may be seen as a great award, but for me it's an invaluable occurrence which had more life skills and experience than a piece of paper can ever
It’s the end of the school year, and students are preparing for finals, in anticipation of moving forward in their education. English students are perfecting their portfolios, looking back on the hard work they had done throughout the year. The teacher begins to hand out papers for summer work for AP English Language and Composition. A student looks over at his peer’s paper and raises his hand.
Class of 2012, as we sit here this evening, I would like you to take a look at the classmates sitting around you. Many students have given countless hours of time, energy, and passion to worthy cuases that they have been a part of throughout high school. However, those aren't the only students deserving of recognition this evening. We have students here tonight, who have taken a stand for what they believe in, not even hesitating to compromise their reputations.
Good morning teachers, faculty, administrators, family, friends, and of course students. It is a great privilege to be standing here today and representing our class on our eighth grade Class Day. Can you believe it? Four years ago, most of us walked into this school as nervous as we were the first day of school. We were the tiny fifth graders, the youngest students in this middle school, not knowing where anything was and how to navigate the school. Now, those same four years later, we’re leaving this school behind to a whole new school being just as nervous as we were when we first arrived. It has been a long four years as well as a short four years. Long because of all the tests, quizzes, finals, and projects, but short because of the lifelong friendships, the lasting memories, and the truly interesting and amazing things we learned in-between. The Abington Heights Middle School is definitely a welcoming, fun, memorable, and great school that I will never forget. These four years spent with these wonderful classmates has been an extraordinary journey with many cherishable memories.
...ents in their academic accomplishments. Recognizing successes of students and teachers and celebrating the positives brings back school pride and willingness to make a difference (Shore, 1996).
Being apart of yearbook could help me grow as a person while having fun. I hope to improve my organization, team skills, as well as improving my writing. Yearbook involves all the
Being Unique is being able to be outside of the box and different. Although after years of making a yearbook for a new senior class, how unique can a yearbook get before ideas begin to be repeated and washed out and away. I sat down and interviewed the art teacher at lynnfield high school and asked her on how she plans to create and new and fun yearbook for the graduating class of 2018. When I sat down with Mrs. Johnson she was able to tell me how bring in students and letting them take over and do what they think is best and being the main overseer of things was the best way for the yearbook to be unique. “Its the students who make the yearbook unique not me, its their ideas and the way they interact with one another than makes something different
My high school graduation was one of the saddest moments of my life. Although I was excited about graduating, I did not know what I was going to do with the rest of my life. In Maya Angelou’s “Graduation,” Angelou was excited and proud of all that she had accomplished. In Flannery O’Connor’s “A Late Encounter With the Enemy,” Sally Poker Sash was proud that she was finally graduating and just wanted to show that off to all the “upstarts”. In the two readings the pupils are contrasting in a few different areas, and a couple of those areas are in pride and feelings that their families have being involved in the graduation.
It was one of the most exciting and nerve racking days of our lives. Although we were finally leaving high school, the feeling of being unsure didn’t go away. The whole day was full of practicing for the big moment when the entire class graduated on to a new beginning. All the girls wore shiny bright red robes and the guys were dressed in a shiny navy blue. Standing there, I had no idea what to expect. Some things I were aware of, my friends were leaving and we wouldn’t be the same friends anymore. My role was that of being so aware of the future that I was too shocked to soak in the present; being a pessimist was my main goal and everything I was sure of became true.
For the past 13 years of our education we have been on a journey - a journey full of experiences, challenges and accomplishments. We have made it through elementary, middle and high school. It hasn't always been what we expected and certainly not easy, but as we progressed down the road, we stretched ourselves to reach across barriers and found ourselves in new and expanding roles. We were given the opportunity to explore our interests and discover what really excites us. We have become more independent and complete individuals. Our growth and self-discovery has placed us here tonight.