Being a 16 year old mother in school is difficult. I was born in Saint Albans, Vermont but moved to Burlington, Vermont when I was only six years old and grew up there until 8th grade. 8th grade I moved back to Saint Albans. Moving back to my hometown after seven years was a hard transition. Leaving all of my friends and having to start a new life where everything is completely different gave me a lot of anxiety and pushed me to be a whole different person. At 15, I gave birth to my beautiful baby girl, Callie. I stopped going to school when I was six months pregnant because of bullying. I came to Vermont Adult Learning after I had her. Things got a bit harder after I had her, all the sleepless nights and early mornings, then on top of that
I graduated college with a teaching degree and I got a job teaching with the Dubuque Community School District. My favorite part of my job was working with kids and helping them learn. I didn’t hate anything about it. When I was 23 I got married and had two kids, Maddison (Maddie for short) and Max, who are twins. My husband was a football player and my kids went to Sageville Elementary School, then Jefferson Middle School, then Hempstead High School.
Everything began when my mother was diagnosed with colon cancer. As her condition deteriorated, the task of caring for my younger brother and niece fell on my shoulders while my older sister worked to support us. I also had to help my mostly bedridden mom care for herself. Consequently, I was extremely busy at home and therefore, often missed school.
Laconia Middle School was the local school for those that lived in Laconia. Knowing most of my classmates and having many friends I felt as though I was at a very good place in life. Attending school everyday was fun for me. I got to be in classes with my best friends, had some of my favorite teachers, worked out a wonderful schedule and played the sports I loved, but if anything middle school was especially important to me was when I began to pick up a fascination for history and also began to realize how the Bosnian War had affected me as a person. Seventh grade was the year I was asked to write an essay about my biggest fear.
Time flew by and I turned nineteen years old. I was back at school. I began to get ill so I transferred schools.
In the duration of my middle school years, I maintained excellent grades, except I had just one issue that held me back from a satisfying life. That issue was the fact that friends came very hard to me in my middle school years. Before my struggles at my middle school, Trafton, I had a very productive social life in the Elementary school I attended, Roberts Elementary. Here, it was very easy to make friends and have a great social life, since no hard work was required as a kid. Middle school, however, was a great challenge for me.
Becoming a Single Mother Becoming a single mother was one of the hardest things to do in my life. I was only nineteen years old and new to the world. I had just gotten out of a five year relationship when I met this guy on social media, a few weeks later we finally met in person. Fast-forward about four months later, I was still working as a manager at one of our local fast food restaurants and just wasn’t feeling the greatest. One of the employees suggested that I could be pregnant, I didn’t think that it was possible since I did my part and was on the Pill, and still currently taking it.
At the end of my sophomore year leading into my junior year, I obtained a job at a nursing home. Working there I learned so many different things. One, having a part time job and trying to do keep up with school was not going to be easy. Directly after school I would walk a couple of miles to work. Once I arrived I would sit at my boss’s desk and do some of my homework.
Going back to school with a six month old is the hardest thing I have ever done. More days than not, I tell myself it would be much easier to quit. I have to be even more dedicated to my school work than other students because I have a child, a fiancé, and a home to manage. Every day I am faced with the challenge of finding time to study. There have been many times where I have sang my notes from class while rocking my daughter, Hannah to get her to sleep.
Having to get up early in the morning to work with the sun beaming down on them with no water or food beside them as they work. The 12 year’s old mother actually said in the video that it is a daily routine that you have to do every day for a year or more. The 14 year old mentioned in the middle of summer I believe it was they have to travel miles and miles to another state for work and she hates doing that and wants to go back to her real home.
I check my watch as I race to catch my first ever Austin Metro bus home. My metro bus ride to school in the morning proved disastrous. Taking the southbound rather than the northbound bus had left me confused while waiting for the return bus and embarrassed while explaining the reason for my late arrival to school. It 's 4:33. Oh man.
This had a large impact on a range of people with the person being impacted the most Valerie Adams. Valerie had been devastated with her result of only coming in with a silver medal at second place after the incredible amount of hard work and training that she had put in in order to achieve the results that she had been striving for. "I'm just very disappointed in myself. I just really wanted to give them more, and give it more. I trained really hard, I've been in Switzerland for such a long time.
I was usually a goodie-two-shoe except I had a major talking issue in elementary school that diminished during my high school years. It was pretty ironic how a talkative girl like me only acquired two friends, Namibia and Zambia, who were both outspoken girls with a unique personality. All three of us were our own crew starting from third grade when I first came to the school until fifth grade was when the pettiness began, the day Jackson came to school. Jackson used to come to Allen Christian School, now Eagle Academy, after she left in first grade. I was willing to become friends with Jackson since she was a friend to Namibia and Zambia
It was very hard. Despite the obvious and very difficult challenges I faced when switching schools, I was able to persevere. This is something I was able to do because I am naturally
Then 9 months later on February 16, 1999, at 3:10 am my precious son came out of my womb and placed on my chest. It was the most amazing experience ever, but also extremely exhausting thing ever! I was in the hospital for about another week till the doctor told me to go home, funny thing is that I got discharged on my birthday February 21, 1999, which I turned 16. At first, it felt like being a mother was easy, but in reality, it wasn 't because I also had to go to school plus he would always wake me up in the middle of the night, and be in an extreme of exhaustion. I started missing school more and more till I finally dropped out.
I went to London Christian Elementary School from JK to Grade 4 and then I attended Tweedsmuir Public School, from Grade 5 to Grade 8. My parents both work a lot and I’m left to make dinner for my two older brothers, feed the dog(s), and walk the dog(s).