The Journal For Conquering Middle School The time had come for me to become a 6th grader. It would definitely be a difficult transition for me going to a brand new place with hulking monsters known to everyone as the eighth graders. Going to middle school would mean that I would have to meet new people from other elementary schools and that I could possibly lose my old friends. I really wanted to stay behind in elementary school where everything seemed so predictable and friendly. I also wanted to stay behind in elementary school because I never wanted to start studying for tests and quizzes.
During the first grade I was the tallest and most athletic kid in my class at Hawk point elementary. One day I was outside playing during recess, my favorite class at the time. The only problem was I couldn’t play because my back felt like 90 year old man. I tried running no I couldn’t do that, I tried skipping and then taking off to a sprint but could even do one. Later that day I stood up from my desk and felt to worst pain I could ever imagine it felt like a lightning bolt went straight up my spine.
Everyone says that it’s so hard, or so much work, but if you stay on task and pay attention in class it’s not that bad. I was one person to struggle in middle school grade wise, but since I was told that high school would be so much harder, I’ve paid a lot more attention in class and done all my work. Another thing I would tell the current eight graders, is that you don’t need friends to get through high school. It’s understandable if you want to have friends so you’re not lonely all the way through high school, but you don’t need them and its better if you don’t have them so it’s easier to pay attention in classes and get more work done
He once had a good grade before he started to get bullied his mom was so worried about him and his grade. Boys when they get bullied or something bad happens they just keep it to them self. If they tell anyone they are not going to feel any better than just anger. One 16 year old boy he had a girlfriend they were together, after a moth of being together she said that she didn’t love him anymore. “You fell very sick but you just keep it inside, you don’t want to tell it to anyone ales.
She told me that just because I wasn't getting through with math, that doesn’t give me a reason to give up. After my final was taken I was worried I didn't do to well, my teacher called me after class to talk about how I did. We sat down and she helped fix what I did wrong on the final. We worked together on the final and she helped me pass the class. My teacher changed the way I thought and ever since then even if I fail I know that I could do better.
I’m going to miss her though. I’ve taken care of her since she was seven weeks old. Already a bit depressed after our parting I noted that this was for her own good and that I couldn’t have hoped for a better home for her. I walked to the car thinking this over and found myself already holding the door handle. Puff, being the tiny and fluffy kitten that she is, I double checked before I sat down that Puff wouldn’t accidentally die by me sitting on her.
Also, the class had a 20-minute lecture about why you have to stop using your phone and If you continue you won't graduate high school. The students encouraged themselves to make the teacher give lectures to waste time in class. By the end of the long lecture about graduating high school, the school bell rang. Leaving class, I knew today is going to be a long day. The next period is the Spanish class, that was a million miles away from my math class that is really boring.
With students having after school activities that take up around 2 hours, students are exhausted and when they get home all the want to do is relax, but some of them have responsibilities that they have to do, which gives them less time to relax from a long day of school. On top of having homework students end up staying up late getting all their work done, which cause them to be less focus the next day not allowing the
I was on my way home when I seen something, something very peculiar. It was about 3:00 pm when school got out walking by every person who disgustingly looked at me. Wondering why every person hates me for what i did back in 5th grade. Uhhhhhhh nevermind that actually. My back was aching over the substantial amount of my backpack i had to carry all day.