I didn’t want that job, it was a job that was given to me, forced upon me. In my freshman year of high school I was the most awkward kid in every single photo I appeared in, my pose was inelegant and my expression was often fatigued. I did not live with courage. However, that’s not to say that I lived with cowardice. I more of lived with vagueness.
“Yes, I have to be apart of this.” was my immediate thought when I opened the letter. I did a lot of research and asked a few people about what I would need to take part in this group. “The National Honor Society (NHS) is the nation 's premier organization established to recognize outstanding high school students. More than just an honor roll, NHS serves to recognize those students who have demonstrated excellence in the areas of scholarship, service, leadership, and character.” quoted from The National Honor Society website. I want to be more than an outstanding student.
I am extremely honored to be eligible for this opportunity to apply for the National Honor Society. Becoming a member of the National Honor Society has been a goal I set for myself since I was a student in middle school. I have been greatly looking forward to this moment for a very long time. Overall, I have worked incredibly hard these last two years to display a positive character and obtain qualities such as leadership, responsibility, and scholarship. I strongly believe I will be a productive and reliable member of the National Honor Society at Harvard H. Ellis Technical High School.
When I started high school, the club that excited me the most, was National Honors Society. So, at the first chance I got, in my sophomore year. After being a member for a year, I quickly realized that I wanted to take on a leadership opportunity in the club. So, I took a shot for the stars, and campaigned for being president of Honors Society. Though I had some competition, I put my all into composing a speech, and I won the presidency, and I have been president since.
When coming to Arcadia High School I didn’t know what to feel like, would I say frightened, worried, or energized? For this reason I decided that I felt confused. I was a bit stressed at the thought of getting bad grades. I entered school and saw what looked like a beehive of people going where they needed to go. So like many freshmen on their first day I got lost looking for my first class, it was such a big school and many of the halls weren’t even in alphabetical order.
I didn't want to hold a full conversation with anyone in my class unless they were the one to approach me. From this day, I still remember how lonely I felt and how badly I wanted to be accepted. I dreaded to go to recess because I wasn't sure what type of crowd I would “ fit in” with. As I walked in class, I saw everyone divided into various cliques and eventually I found myself every week trying to fit in with a different one. I tried my best to act like those kids in order to fit in, I changed so many things such as my attitude, my clothing, my hairstyles and how I spoke in the span of one year.
Over the past six years, I have become very passionate about music to where I have made it my biggest goal to become a high school band director. Participating in marching band every year, I learned how to teach marching fundamentals to students. I have also participated in concert band in which I learned how to teach students to play with beautiful tones and phrases like a professional musician. It’s an amazing feeling knowing that you have made a huge impact on a student just by sharing your knowledge with them. Teaching students how to
For example, the documentary quotes “He wears a mask, and his face grows to fit it” (George Orwell). Boys do tend to make sure that the public does not know the real person inside of them. Personally as a victim of this situation, when I was in middle school and throughout high school, I used to get bullied a lot. This led me to being the kid that wore the same clothing every day and not having that many friends. This inclined a social problem and hence, I did not talk to a lot of other kids during my adolescence.
However, it was very difficult to communicate my opinions to others and maintain eye contact. It was as if, I spent most of my childhood following other people like a puppet bounded by strings and chains of command. In addition to that, I was bullied constantly in my younger years by my peers and even myself. Spanish was my first language and my difficulty speaking English added to the mockery I received in school. Entering middle-school, I lost my motivation to do well in school.
First of all, I want to express my gratitude for the opportunity to apply for the Clarence A. Hawkes Scholarship. With the cost of a college education increasing to new heights, scholarships become all the more important. I have participated in numerous and varied extracurricular activities throughout my life, and all these extracurriculars take up a considerable amounts of time. For instance, most days last Fall I would arrive at the school at 7:00 for marching band, have class from 8:15-3:20, cross country from 3:30-5:15 and then musical practice from 6:30-9:00. These time commitments taught me to manage my time and to never take weekends for granted.
I have three main goals going that I want to accomplish while attending Farrell. My first goal is to make new friends and meet new people. Although a bunch of my friends will be going to high school with me, I want to have more friends who always have your back. My second goal is to have good grades. I want to be at the top of my class.
His behaviors have led him to in school and home suspensions. On several occasion, David has attended alternative school for his repeated insubordination and disrespect. Overall, after attending the alternative school there were no changes; he remained to have a lack of respect for authoritative figures and peers. To assist with is disruptive