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Personal Narrative: Miriam High School

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They say that high school is not necessarily the best four years of your life, and I agree. However, I believe that it is a place for unique growth and development–both of which are factors in finding the best in ourselves. With all of this said, I can say that entering Miriam College High School has definitely and ultimately transformed me to become the intellectually and spiritually focused woman I am today. In my own journey, there are three stages in high school: the first few days, the bulk of the school year and the last few days. For each stage, I encounter the same emotions and values annually. For my first few days, I was stuck with the feeling of curiosity; my thirst to learn about new things, meet new people and join different

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