Personal Narrative: Moving Away

All I wished for was to be back at my old school. When I walked through the doors of my new school, I was immediately scared. There were so many emotions going through mind, and I didn’t know what to expect. I was so ready to not give my new school a chance, but I saw other kids that were nervous because for some it was their first day of middle school. I worried for no reason because I met several friends and realized that I liked my new school better than my old school.

but I ended up with the same grades as the previous term. Thus, my mother decided that I will change my school the next year so for me to transfer I had to really work hard in the last term, term 3, so I can get accepted as an 11th grader. For the next two months that was left of the school year, I stayed up late to study and went to my teachers to seek help. I was eager to show everyone that I can pass this school year.

New school, making new friends, and getting used to the school. My sophomore year I transferred from Shaw High School. I really didn’t want to go here I would have preferred to stay at shaw, but I couldn’t. Sophomore was my worst year of high school. When I first started Collinwood High School, they didn’t have my transcript over from Shaw so for a month I had to take ninth grade classes.

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.

During my senior year at federal way high school I was allowed to participate in the running start program at Highline Community College. Although I was only in the program for one quarter I continued attending Highline for another six quarters. Regretfully I also began to work and soon started to fail my classes. So I decided to work full time and put my education on hold for the time. After working a few different places and being laid off I soon decided it was time to look toward my future.

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.

I want to tell you a story about something else. A real life lesson that I learned in school, something truly beneficial to my future. My senior year of high school taught me many things, however nothing compared to what I learned when I hit rock bottom that year. My second semester of school I decided that because I already knew where I was going to college I didn’t have to try as hard in school and work as hard for my grades as I had before.

Although I had some pretty hard setbacks, I did have great times as well. Some of the successes I had, before getting kicked out, were being able to make friends with two new teachers, that the school had hired, when the new school year had started. My American Government teacher was Mrs. Elizabeth Adkins and my CP English 3 teacher was Miss Robyn Spangler. Another success I had was making great grades and attending the rest of the time I had spent at the school with my boyfriend, Brandon Crawford.

I used to think that going to high school would be scary, but with all my friends and everything that my teachers have taught me, all I feel now is excited. I want it to be the first day of 9th grade fast, I want to start High School. I know that my friends would be here when I need them as well as teachers willing to help me. So it 's time today to end the second part of our education and enter the third. It 's time to leave behind the middle school facility, say goodbye to the U14 teams and be introduced to JV, and most of all, time to go from the middle school community that we 're familiar with, that we love, and that we are in charge of, and go upstairs to the bigger, busier, and honestly, scarier high school, where we will all be 9th graders.

I wasn’t afraid to tell people what my opinion was about them or their ideas. I wasn’t afraid to find common interests with new friends and share my experience stories with them. More importantly, to me at least, I wasn’t afraid to talk about: my depression, my anxiety or even my bipolar and the feelings of ups and downs that those ‘illnesses’ had put the emotions and mental state I have through. “Everything changes when you arrive at HIgh School,” and, “it’ll be the best years of your life,” I’ve even heard, “you’re going to miss being in school.” I will tell you that while I will miss the three friends I have here in High School, I’m never going to miss the resentment and self hatred that followed my soul all through the first semester of Freshman year that I’m still working through.

but I ended up going back for a little while then just never go after that I ended up staying home the rest of that school year. As summer came I wanted to make right choices so I decided to call the school and ask for the regaitor and I asked what I can do for me to make my credits up for my junior year and she told me that there where correspondence classes I can take but it costed money but for me an my family had put money into the corresponding classes and I got it an

As a school of excellent repute, SUNY Geneseo offers the excellent education I require to succeed. Allow me to be unique from other applicants. In eighth grade, my parents were discontent with my public education. My parents withdrew me from school by the end of that year and home-schooled me instead. Frankly, that was the best decision my parents had ever made for me.

I really like that my school rewarded us for doing well in our classes, but they did it at the end of the year for a grand finally of the school year. I believe at the end of that year was when I started being a good student. I found out how important it was to get good grades. As soon as everybody was on the bus we started our trip to Six

With their help I left John Edgar Howard elementary school with a strong head on my shoulders, and the devotion to strive for more. I had to move to a different elementary school because John Edgar Howard Elementary ended up being closed, because of the rough neighborhood. I then, attended Bradbury Heights; a school that I didn’t know existed. I was never exposed to many different neighborhoods, or opportunities. I managed to graduate and proceed to middle school where I continued my athletic career of basketball, and outstanding academic profile.

Lots of people say that middle school is hard, has lots of responsibilities and you have to be on time for everything. Then I thought there weren 't serious till I actually went to middle school myself. Soon after elementary I went to a middle school that I went to was called Lincoln middle school, it wasn’t a big school, but it was a decent school. When I first went into that building I was excited to make new friends and meet my teacher, but then this lady that was the 6th grade dean(consular) gave me this piece of paper that had many classes on it and I ask her “why there are so many classes?”