At the start of seventh grade I had very stressful worries, but most of my anxiety went away as the year went on. I still have some worries that are stressful now. My first major worry is about forgetting my homework because I can’t get it if I had left it at my house. My next worry that I still have is being late. An example of this is that instead of my dad taking me to school, my mom is taking my brother and I. My brother doesn’t go very fast in the morning so it slows everything down. This shows that I have a higher chance of being late than before with my brother that is late getting up in the morning. One worry that gave me a lot of stress before, but has faded is getting lost or not knowing where to go next. This is because I have learned where all of my classes are and I am never alone in the halls. Now I don’t have to stress over getting lost anymore. My last worry that has faded is that there will be a lot of homework. A reason why I felt this anxiety was because with volleyball every night I knew I would need …show more content…
My first positive event at the Middle School is getting to pick your seats at lunch. A reason why this is positive is because we never got to pick our seats before. This reveals that as we get older we get more freedom at school. My next positive thing about being at the Middle School is that my dad works here in the afternoon. So I can go home with him. This is positive because I won’t have to ride the bus. This is because I can get home faster if he takes me than the bus. A surprise that has happened was how fast the day goes by. A reason why this is a surprise is because we have a lot of work to do but it goes by fast. My last experience that was a surprise because the work was easier than I thought it would be. However, the work is not too easy either. My experience so far at the Middle School has been filled with positives and
I’ve realized that I am a much more productive student when I’m not stressed. I get better results with the same input--by not panicking; thus maximizing my learning potential. My easygoing nature facilitates efficiency, and it will prove to be an advantageous quality in college, my future career, and my personal relationships.
Being only six months old at the time of such a tragic event, I was not aware of the innocent lives being taken, heartbreaks, or prayers being said for loved one’s to live, with much sorrow in their voices, as I laid there in my cradle so unaware sleeping soundly. As years past, I began learning about 9/11 in school over the intercom for the morning announcements. Later throughout my education, my history teachers began teaching this attack as lessons. The cracking in their voices while holding back tears was heartbreaking to watch and learn as they went on with the lesson. In middle school, a classmate of mine told our class about how her dad’s friend had lost his life from the collapse.
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?”
This trait I have is one of my flaws because everyday I am stressed out about the little things. It might be a test I am nervous about, or I might worry that maybe somebody was angry at me. I tend to be stressed out a lot especially when school starts. I always strive to do my best, and sometimes I need to tell myself
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.
When I was young, money was not a big deal when I asked for something. If I wanted it, I begged my mom to get it for me. I never understood why I was unable to get the new toy that just came out, or the new shoes that every girl was about to have on Monday morning when I walked through the doors of Gretna Middle School. The summer before I started middle school, I decided to join a volleyball team. Needless to say, I fell in love with the game and continually tried to better my performance.
February sixth was the day of my last middle school game. We were playing our rivals , Ledford middle school. The first time we played them we only lost by two points. The first five starters for Ledford and our first five including myself were all standing at half court for tip off. The ref. threw the ball up and Gillian tipped it back to me.
In 7th grade, I transferred from Bryan Middle school to Visitation Catholic School and there was not enough room in the accelerated math program, which ultimately set me behind. In high school, I found myself bored in math and knew I needed to challenge myself, so I ended up setting up a meeting with the math department head and we discussed my options. Sophomore year, I ended up taking two math classes, which was not easy; double the test, quizzes and lessons! However, by taking two math classes, I was able to get myself into a higher math class which ultimately was my goal, and achieving it was an amazing feeling.
Freshman year, what an awkward time in my life coming out of middle school with my poor grades I promised myself and my parents I was going to succeed while in high school. Did I though? My grades for sure improved but I still was not putting in as much effort as I should have been. I struggled to be able to communicate with all these new faces and in a completely new school but even outside of school struggled to talk to new people.
For one, I had a lot of fun in Mrs Pilato’s 7th period Class. Mrs Pilato lets us write on the board sometimes. She basically lets us do whatever we want in our 7th period class. Another thing I have done this year was I played on the school’s basketball team. I made varsity team and I was a starter.
At last, my third grade was so exciting because now I get to go to the big kids building. My teacher was Mrs.Dean one of my favorite teachers. In her class it was always my friends, Breann, Autumn, Kimberley, Jada and I. We were bad when we used to go on bathroom break we used to climb the bathroom stalls, we always got caught and in trouble for it. Jada and I would always fight just to see who could win.
I am also worried about finals week and just college tests in general, I know that the classes will be harder than they were in high school and I was never the best at taking tests and I get really bad anxiety when taking tests so that does really worry me. I was never really good at taking notes so I have had to learn to become a good note taker, so far it has been good. Studying for my college exams also worries me because I was never that good at studying and I am a
• Excessive worrying Constantly worrying about the past, present and future and about everything that has happened, is happening and will happen is going to cause an unnecessary waste of time. However, people suffering from anxiety cannot help but worry. The logic is often askew! People worry about the most basic everyday things.
Have you ever been bullied, well I have and it doesn’t feel so good does it? Here’s a story about how I got bullied just because of a small crush. It was the fourth week of middle school and my two best friends, Aaliyah and Aisha, were walking with me to lunch. We usually sit on the ground next to, Mrs.Nutter's room it was the best place to sit, at least that’s what we thought.
It’s the beginning of the Kindergarten year. A boy always made fun of how I always had my hair pulled up. It was an everyday occurrence. So I took matters into my own hands, without getting help first. Getting help is what I do when something comes up.