I remember looking to the left and right of me everyone seemed to be enjoying the first day of school. Everyone including myself showing off our clean new outfits we had bought during back to school sales. Eagerly waiting for the bell to ring; I remember walking around trying to find something to do as I wait impatiently for school to start. Trying to find something I can go and chill I walk over to the school gym, taking a look around me I see our school colors, which are black and yellow. Almost forgot the name of my high school is Adrian Wilcox High, home of the thunder if I remember correctly or lightning one of the two but I digress.
Soon my friends come to join me and we laughed and joked about how the day went and which teacher gave the most homework or what couple ended it and made a big scene in the hallway. My parents never told me to gossip but it was always fun to talk about the news around school. When the bus finally picks me up and drops me off, I still have a long walk back to my house in the heat of the
It 's a hot a sunny day and also the first day of high school for 14 year old Audrey Wells. She walks past the local soup kitchen and sees volunteers inside laughing and having fun, wishing she had something like that she continued on her walk to school. As she enters her class her teacher says that he requires 10 community service hours per quarter to get a passing grade. He also says that there are many benefits to community service such as, getting teens out of their homes, giving adolescence a feel of the real world and, and providing students with chances to meet people outside of school that would get to personally know us. In the future all these things will be very beneficial to these students everyday lives.
Whenever people see her, they call her Batwoman. One day in school she sees the most handsome boy ever. What she doesn’t know is that this boy, JC of Manhattan, is going to take a big toll on Monessa and her powers. On a very beautiful Monday morning, Monessa woke up for school with breakfast on the table made by her mother. Monessa and her little brother RJ walk to school every day because its only right down the road.
Her golden retriever, Rosie, was running around with a folded sock in her mouth, like she always does when there are guests over. I was so proud of myself when I finished the book in 45 minutes, and told nearly everyone in my family about my accomplishment. By the end of first grade I had read almost the entire series. I also loved to write poems. In second grade, I took a test to see if I was intelligent enough to move to the highly capable classroom, and I passed with a score of 93%.
It was an ordinary day of lecture in my Anatomy class when all of a sudden I get a slip notifying me to visit one of the counselor’s offices at my school. I was for one, extremely happy to be able to give my wrist a break from all the writing, but I was even more ecstatic once I found out why I was being excused. The counselor that called me down was reaching out to an abundance of African American, female students, to inform them about the Sistah’s Rock Reaching for the Future Scholarship. I was overcome with joy because she truly wanted to see us excel, and took time out of her busy schedule to speak with us. I am currently in my Senior year of high school and have plans to attend the University of California, Santa Cruz in the fall.
I woke up with butterflies in my stomach and could barely choke down any breakfast. The 4-H Demonstrations Contest was always a huge part of my summer. First I would begin brainstorming ideas until I found one I liked, and then my mom and I would work and edit my speech until it was perfect. That year my topic was Buying Clothes the S.M.A.R.T. Way.
It was a sunny day in the city of paramount in California , today is a special day because mother is coming home from a meeting that was hosted by the N.A.A.C.P. , hours went by and mother was at her home. I was dying of excitement, I think that the meeting was about stopping segregation in California. Mom was driving up the driveway, I saw the excitement in her eyes as she would get off the car. We all rushed inside and sat on the table and then mother spoke "I have really good news today we were told that our black kid and friends will be able to go to a white school '.
There was waffles with nutella, fruit, scrambled eggs, and bacon. The morning had started off amazing. Jenny left her house with a huge smile on her face. She could not wait to see what her friends had planned out for her. Jenny had got to school and made her way to her locker.
The movie, The Breakfast Club, is about five wildly high school students who spent Saturday detention together. The principal of the school, Mr. Vernon, told them to write an essay about why they received a detention and "who they think they are." But rather than writing one, the teenagers coming from a dissimilar social group began to share their thoughts with each other throughout the day and understood that they are not as dissimilar as they initially assumed. Brian is portrayed as "The Brain" and he followed the stereotype of being a "nerd" because of his sensible clothing, good grades, and healthy nutritious lunch. Claire is seen as "The Princess" with the stereotype of a "prom queen" because of her stylish clothing and her popular standing in the school.