Stella felt very angry for having to start high school in a different city where she had no friends. This situation is sometimes very hard for some kids but we would have to learn how to overcome this. I have an older cousin who was finishing grade 8 and she was telling me how she was scared to go to high school. I told her to just relax and keep calm. She came back after her first day and told me it went
He started telling me how he would move houses and schools but he also told me how he missed his sister and hadn’t seen her in almost a year. That’s when I decided to ask him why. “It is quite simple you see, I’m a foster kid” he replied. “What does that mean, a foster kid?” I asked “Being a foster kid is the worst thing ever, you get bounced around from house to house always getting abused and the worst part is that you are never good enough to stay at one place, I mean I was never even good enough to stay with my own parents that they decided to leave my sister and I alone.” “That is not true I’m sure your parents love you maybe they had their reasons” I replied attempting to make eye contact with him but he was too distracted looking at the floor. “What reason is good enough for someone to leave their kids” he replies in a monotone voice.
The transition from middle school to high school was a big change for me. The 3 reasons why the transition was a big change for me was because I don't have classes with my friends, I don't have effective teachers, and my curfew was extended when I entered high school. Having to adapt to this change has been hard for me, but slowly I am getting used to it. Having different classes from my friends is one of the reasons why the transition from middle school to high school was a big change for me. For example, in middle school, I had all my class with my best friends.
When My mom decided to move to USA from Pakistan because my dad business was here. I was really sad I didn't want to leave my country because all my friends was there and I was also scared that I would not be able to adjust and adapt to American culture. When I first came here everything felt so different the food, the language, the way people dressed, etc. So when I started going to school here and it was my first day I felt like I did not belong here because I could not speak the language and I thought I would never be able to learn English. So when I came back home from school, I told my mom I really wanted to go back to Pakistan because I feel like I did not belong here.
I enrolled in college not knowing what exactly to expect and with many doubts but by taking that gigantic leap out of my comfort zone, my life has changed drastically. In high school, I was never the type of student to strive for A’s or to be on the honor roll. My siblings were the ones who did great in school with minimum effort but I struggled and often became discouraged.I remember vividly telling my mother I was going to drop out in the ninth grade. I thought I would be stuck at a warehouse job but now I have goals and dreams, all because I took one
What are you doing here? You are wasting your time.” When I heard this, I became very indignant, but I remained still. When I arrived home later that day, I realized I couldn’t let her degrade me like that. Yes, my English is imperfect, but she shouldn’t have treated me in such an inhumane manner. I was determined to surpass her in every academic endeavor we took part in at school.
I learned this from one failure I experienced which I would never want to repeat again. The last year of my stay in the United States, I became depressed. I did not have friends that I could laugh heartily with. I did not do well in my classes. Although I pushed myself to do so, I did not want to go to school.
A classroom at Mill Creek Elementary was specifically designed for those who were having a hard time speaking. They call it: Speech. At least, that is what my parents called it. I did not like being pulled out of class just to go to this one thing I could care less about. "I do not want to go to Speech today," I whined to my parents.
So I enrolled in a school, it was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life but it was not. At the beginning of school year, I did not have any friends and to make it worse, I got bullied. They bullied me on how I dressed especially my accent. Females even males were picking a fight with me. I wanted to tell my mom but I did not want her to worry.
When I started high school I felt like I did not belong here. High school was very different from my middle school. Some of my teachers tried to tell me how high school was going to be like for all of us in the moment I believed them but the only advice I valued was my older brothers. “No one is really going to help you or give you direction. In fact, the odds are against you.” -robert greene I picked this quote because teachers are not going to going to hold you hand throughout high school.
My first day in school was horrible. I didn’t know anyone and I knew very little english, words like “may I use the bathroom, Hi, yes, no,and thank you”. The only person that talked to me the first day was the teacher I did not end up not making friends. I cried for 2 months when we first moved here I hated everything I missed my old house, my friends and my school. I was mad at my mom for making us move here and my dad for moving here in the first place.I realize now why they moved us here.
The reason of why Hazel took the non-paying job at New Hope School in Boise City was because she felt bad about the school not getting the proper support that the school needs in order to run smoothly. Another reason of why New Hope School was broken and couldn’t pay the teachers was because the farmers had stop paying taxes which led the school to go bankrupt without no support from the government nor the president. Hazel had a newborn baby girl named Ruth Nell; she died on dust pneumonia when she was just a year
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.
According to The Education Writers Association, “More and more schools throughout the world need teachers,” most students do not want to be a teacher because they just finished schooling themselves. So why would students go back to school for all those years just to go back to school to teach children who remind them of themselves. Schools around the world are hurting for more people to become teachers nowadays. Anyone wanting to become a teacher has to go through fingerprinting, which means anyone wanting to become a teacher cannot have anything on their personal records or even if they happen to have a traffic
I hold anger, I was afraid to communicate with others, low self-esteem, and I couldn’t concentrate in school. My grades were not that great. Just seeing the abuse that my mother went through, it was hard for me to cope. I graduated from High School, went to W. B. I. received my 2 year degree, right after graduation, I got married. It did not last too long, this is where I experienced the four Horsemen of The Apocalypse.