I remember when I was going to start school. The school I went to was called Lincoln Elementary. It was just a short four streets down from my house. I was a little nervous and slightly scared to go. I didn’t want to have to leave home and be gone for so long. Then I got there and realized it wasn’t that bad. We read books, counted numbers, and learned d 'nealian handwriting. My favorite part of the day was recess. I liked that we were able to go outside and play for a while. Although, I was also a bit hesitant. I was extremely shy and didn’t really have many friends. Things got better though. In the first week I met Taylor. I would soon find out she would be my best friend for a long time. Kindergarten was mostly smooth sailing. Though it did present its rough times as well. It was …show more content…
My dad was picking my brother and I up from school. We noticed how sad he looked; he was on the edge of tears. When we asked what was wrong he broke down. He told us our grandfather, his father, passed away. I’ll always remember that moment. This event was another situation where I didn’t fully understand what was going on. Another big part of why I’ll remember that day was because it was the first family member I had lost. After this happened, I look back and think of how much I miss him. One of my favorite things to do in elementary school was color. I always found it calming. Whenever it was too cold or snowy and we had recess inside I would usually go for the coloring sheets and crayons. I also loved playing board games. I was frequently asking my mother to play a board game with me. My favorites were Sorry and Payday. Aside from coloring and board games I also watched a lot of t.v. shows; probably more than I should have. I loved almost anything that came on pbs. I really loved Curious George, Barney, Arthur, Wishbone and several others. I also loved watching the cooking shows that aired on
On January 22, 1972 in Winter Park Florida Tica Green was born. She is an only child to her mother. Tica is and has always been a religious person who practiced the Christian religion. Growing up she enjoyed reading and most if not all things that involved school. Every time she did any kind of activities after school, the activity would be volunteer work of some type of club for the students.
I loved it and I wanted to try it. About a month later I tried riding that horse because, it was so pretty. His name was Gilligan and he was a racehorse. I started going then, he went out of control.
As a young aspiring musician in middle school, I wanted to start a band desperately. Instead, I was known as Emerson Middle School 's’ music freak. I posted flyers in businesses around my hometown and online ads. I wanted to be like Amy Lee from Evanescence terribly, but my taste in music was different than most people. When my fellow classmates heard about my compositions and ideas, they thought it was a joke.
I’ve always wondered why people with a little or a lot of power tend to treat you unjustly. I’ve experienced many times when people with power treated me poorly. There were times in school with teachers, in school with principles and even out in public places. When I experienced these moments they made me feel like there were something wrong with me or I was different. Also, it made me feel like I was different from others… but not in a good way.
At the end of 5th grader we went to a tour at Incline Middle School. We were elated that we will be going to this school! We will be the new 6th graders. I felt so excited. We finally got there.
When I contemplate about my years at Pine Forge Academy I realized that I had numerous fond memories. "Little Lake” was a factory that made redwood patio furniture. While on the bus to Little Lake I recall how the group of students would make up songs to sing and how fantastic we sounded. I remembered the long days and how many of us would return to the campus covered with wood shavings. I reminisce on the many summers that I did not return home for summer vacations.
The daycare was called sunshine daycare. My favorite toy to play with was my teddy bear. I had a brother named Derick when I was 3 years old. Then we moved from Chicago to Iowa. When I was 5 years old had another brother.
Middle school was extremely ardous for me . I constantly had to write essays every single night because we read one novel every week. It seemed like I could never have a break from writing. The sheer amount of homework was nerve-wracking because I never expected this much homework. I remember expressing some of my my thoughts in my journal such as how hard writing essays was and how challenging my math tests were.
In this essay “How to Tame a Wild Tongue” by Gloria Anzaldua she talks about her language, specifically her Spanish language in which it isn’t accepted to not only in the American culture but to her fellow Latino and Latina people. “Pocho, cultural traitor, you’re speaking English, you’re ruining the Spanish language” (WOR, 27). I am writing a biography telling about how I also have encountered not being accepted by people of the American culture. I will also discuss the variations in both Anzaldua’s life as well as my life. Being a young foreign girl in elementary school wasn’t too bad.
One of my favorite memories growing up is how much time I spent reading. Whenever I got a new book I couldn 't put it down. I remember that I would always read on the bus ride home. Reading was something that I liked to do. As I’ve gotten older my choice of books has changed alot, a different genre for each of my phases.
The first day of middle school for me was both terrifying and exciting. I made a lot of new friends within the year. I remember the first day very well. I had woke up at 5;30 a.m. I was extremely tired.
I also remember playing with baby dolls with my sister. Believe it or not when I was younger I was all into the baby dolls, lipstick and yes the dresses too. From playing outside on the trampoline with no worries in my head to parents divorced and our family going through some things no family should ever have to deal with. My childhood was the ideal childhood and I can 't thank my parent enough for allowing me to have such a perfect childhood up until the age of 9. ` I learned so many lessons growing up in that house.
First Day of School Sherwood Middle School’s first official school day started Wednesday, September ninth, at 8:00 a.m. Students had different emotions about school, some were nervous, excited, and/or sad that summer ended. Also, 6th, 7th, and 8th graders had an assembly talking about what they expect out of them. The first day was marvelous! Different emotions were going around the school.
The final time I get to say something while seeing her face. As the coffin rolled down into the dirt my legs were shaken. Never have I ever experienced something like this. I have been to funeral just I’ve never been to anybody close to me. This was even hard to write about if you ask me.
Kindergarten to 8th grade I attended a private school called Holy Family Catholic School. The school was very small along with classes, teachers extremely strict and hallways always quiet, the totally opposite from Dr. Henry A. Wise. My first day of high school I was very nervous I was not used to big classes, endless amount of students in the halls and the loud ruckus. This was an educational challenge for me because it was a totally different learning environment for me that i had to get used to quickly. My studying habits also challenged me through high school because test and quizzes were given out frequently and if you didn't know how to study you probably wouldn’t get a good grade.