I feel like I have excelled and persevered. I have learned many things this school including how it is a terrible habit to procrastinate. Now I know what are some of my strengths and weaknesses. Being a part of the health academy has increased my communications skills and taught me how to balance out sports, work and school. My hardest classes this year where chemistry and math
I was presented with a whole new curriculum and teaching styles. Needless to say, my school grades went down since I was still adapting to a new language and school system. My first two school years in the United States were by far my worse but that did not stop me from succeeding. Even though I was young, I was able to understand what I was going through. I knew that I needed to not just put in the same effort as other kids my age but far more.
Sophomore year, I learned more about hard work than ever in my life so far. I doubled up in science, I was constantly bogged down by copious English assignments, and my basketball coach pushed me further than anyone had ever before. I made a lot of bittersweet memories in the hot, musty OAC that winter during those practices. Junior year was an absolute blur. I made an effort to engage in my friendships and learn more about the people around me.
My Freshman year was the best year ever! I got to be in marching band, FFA, and I got a tremendous academic placing. I definitely did a great job this year compared to last year. I broke out of my comfort zone and worked my hardest to get a high GPA, and join some different clubs. I met new friends and even passed driver 's ed.
It is my Senior year, and I have accomplished a few great things so far. I have been in Honors math courses since Freshman year; I took an AP course and I got a three on the exam, which will be enough to earn college credits at some colleges I am looking at. I also got invited to National Honor Society last year, and I am in it this year as well. I have a lot of things I want to accomplish before the end of my last year at Old Orchard Beach High School and hopefully during this quarter.
Just the thought of not knowing what I was supposed to do with the rest of my life made the last little bit of my senior year, very stressful. I then found out that not knowing and being undecided was perfectly okay and I was ready to begin my freshman year at Saint Petersburg College. Talking about graduating high school always seemed unrealistic because it was such a huge goal. After graduation, I had never felt so proud of myself.
Adversity seems like a negative experience, but for me, it provided a great opportunity for maturation and learning. Growing up in Connecticut, I never understood what my parents had gone through immigrating to the United States from Argentina in 1983, knowing very little English. I lived in the same place my whole life and I was happy. Then one day, just weeks short of my tenth birthday, my dad came home with news that his company had offered him a position in Switzerland. My parents were both very excited and happy. Needless to say, I was not; I didn’t see the point of leaving everything I knew behind and going to a country with a completely different culture and language. Deep down I was terrified, of being lost in an unknown culture, of being alone because I was leaving my American friends behind. For me it was enough to have a mix of two cultures, Argentine from my parents and American from my home; adding a third seemed like it would present an impossible challenge.
These students at Hope Academy all have disabilities and taking extra time out of your day will help them develop learning skills and also help them become more sociable. From all the information given about Hope Academy I knew what to expect as soon as I walked in. To be honest I actually got more than what I expected from volunteering there, the students actually taught me something. While volunteering you can tell that everyone there loves their job and enjoys every bit of developing the students. I am very grateful for Mrs. Pam introducing me to Hope Academy and giving me an amazing opportunity to work with those awesome children.
But I thought I was going to Cajon high school. But rather my father arranged me to go to a different school called Aquinas. I hadn’t even considered going to a school like Aquinas. Adjusting from public school life to going to classrooms where there are only twenty people to a classroom and the sports teams are run like military camps. It was my first summer going into high school when I started to receive e-mails from the football, basketball, and baseball coaches to report to varsity practice in a week.
But I thought I was going to Cajon high school. But rather my father arranged me to go to a different school called Aquinas. I hadn’t even considered going to a school like Aquinas. Adjusting from public school life to going to class rooms where there is only twenty people to a class room and the sports teams are run like military camps. It was my first summer going into high school when I started to receive e-mails from the football, basketball, and baseball coaches to report to varsity practice in a week.
The moment I walked into this new small town school; I felt strained. I went from PS 60 in Queens to some place called Cocalico Middle school. I walked into my first day hoping I’d be indifferent, but feelings don’t work that way. The first thing I noticed was the lack of diversity; I noticed this when I was at school and then when I went to the local grocery store. I observed everything, but tried not to make myself noticed.
At 5:45 AM the alarm on my phone blared some generic default tone that I had never gotten around to changing. This was probably the earliest I’ve ever gotten up in my entire life. I groggily removed myself from the pile of blankets on the floor that I had been sleeping in and headed for the shower, brushed my teeth, washed my face and searched my near empty closet for something to wear on my first day of school. Although I was absolutely exhausted and there was yet to be any furniture in my room, I was thrilled to be transferring to Pattonville High School in midst of my junior year and living in a bigger house in a better community.
I reached out to my high school’s summer school program last summer and volunteered as a tutor for the majority of the summer. There, I tutored in various subjects in math to summer school students, helping a lot of students pass their required coursework. I continued my tutoring agenda by helping ELL students learn English that very summer at a Minneapolis high school. Called the Summer Academy, the summer school program was designed to help new immigrant students receive an academic boost before the school year began. I was able to ease the learning process by helping several students by conversing in a language they were fluent in, Somali.
At the age of ten being raised by minority parents was very difficult for me at the time. At the age of ten I was forced for my English and Spanish vocabulary to be very proficient due to always translating for my parents. At that age learning both languages was annoying, frustrating, and difficult; however that experience shaped me to be a proficient bilingual nurse present and gain benefits by being bilingual. The benefits where the many open job opportunities with the increase pay. This experience also assisted to raise my daughter to speak and write both languages actively although just not the way my parents forced it on me.
` My First Day of 6th Grade Noises filled the crowd with excitement in Cupertino Middle School. It was the first day of 6th grade. I was feeling nervous, sweat was trickling down my face. I had never been in such a huge school with lots of students. I took a deep breath and walked around the whole school.