I remember the schools lunches and best one out of all the school lunches was the pizza. Another thing I remember was that I was one of my history teacher favorites student because I always turn in my work on time and well written. The third I remember was that I was very good in my technology class because technology felt like something I was good at. The fourth thing I remember was that my body started to change again for me. I wasn 't the same in elementary school
My childhood had its ups and its downs, such as the death of my grandfather and meeting my best friend/sister Joyce Alison or how I kindly call her “J.A.M.” We’ve been friends for over 13 years now though she moved to Orlando for about year, we were still friends. Hialeah Elementary School was where I was once attended but it didn’t hold fond memories as I hoped for. Another important that I was almost forgetting would be my little brother, David Rodriguez born in Palmetto Hospital on September 16, 2002. Afterwards, middle school started to kick in with a whole new start in Youth Co-op Charter School.
This year I have spent time with people in places that I never would have imagined myself to be freshman year. I’ve been in the stressful, sweaty changing rooms of the show choir competitions; the talkative, talent-filled stage at the Grand Opera House; and I’m quite familiar with the quiet, reverence of the Wahlert chapel. I’ve screamed my lungs out in the stands of Colbert-Delany, laughed my butt off in cafeteria conversations with my friends, and I’ve cried during late night conversations with unexpected friends in the Wahlert parking
Since I did not have a single class with any of them, I was glad to finally be able to spend time with people I knew. We found a table next to a glazed white pillar in the cafeteria, put our backpacks down, and went to go buy lunch. Almost immediately, the cloud of loneliness following me around morphed into sunshine. As we waited in line in the crowded sandwich deli, we shared what was going on in each other’s divided high school worlds as others shoved past us to get food. After paying for our meals, we sat down at our table to eat.
High school was an extreme thrill from the first day of my freshman year. As I stepped off the school bus and entered the building, I knew that Brewbaker Technology Magnet High School would be my home for the next four years. BrewTech was ranked the number five school in the state, so I knew I was among the elite and had big shoes to fill. As I began to stroll the halls to locate my class, I was greeted by smiling faces of students and teachers a like. With minor bumps in the road, I completed my freshman year in high school acquiring friends that I still have today.
I was very excited to finally see I was one step closer to going into adult hood. Unfortunately, my Aunt passed away during my junior year which put my family in a financial bind trying to pay for her funeral because she didn’t have any life insurance. We didn’t except an unfortunate event to happen but I knew I had to sty strong and stay true to my dream. While she
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.
I’ll never forget how I felt the first time I walked into Prairie Ridge High School. I was surrounded by approximately sixteen hundred other students and I knew exactly none of them. I had never been that alone before and when I walked through the cafeteria doors, I felt the first seed of doubt that maybe I should have stayed in Union, with my mom. At that moment, I wanted to turn around and run out of Prairie Ridge, hop in the car, and drive the four hundred miles back to my friends, my teammates, and the majority of my family. Instead, I took a deep breath and sat down.
Despite all the challenges, I received my high school diploma. In addition to my graduation day, my self-image had improved. I graduated with honor and that was one of the happiest days of my life. My achievement and my supports made me realized that I could succeed in college. People congratulated me and made me feel confident.
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.
High school has impacted my life in so many ways. High School taught me so many things, from personal relationships to creating a relationship with my education. As a freshman, I made a huge amount of mistakes and I regret doing foolish things, but I’ve realized, I was only maturing into the young adult I am today. Freshman year, I was out of focus and I was only trying to find myself. I would also prioritize other things and ignore my parent’s advice, where they would tell me to focus in school and give it my full attention.
The past four years of my life hold both my highest of highs and my lowest of lows. High school can be a very awkward time period in a person’s life. Four years ago, I made the intimidating switch from St. Mary’s School to Algoma High School. There were certain aspects of high school which made me nervous, but academics was not one of them. I learned how to be a responsible student in my earlier years, and school had always come relatively easy to me.