In May two-thousand fifteen i completed my seventh grade year at my new school Watkins Memorial Middle school, it was my first time ever moving schools . Before i came to Watkins Memorial Middle school i went to Hamilton Township . I went there my whole life until i moved , i went to Hamilton Elementary for four years from kindergarten through third grade , then i went to Hamilton Intermediate School for three years from fourth grade through sixth grade . After sixth grade over summer break my mom enrolled me into the Southwest Licking School District at Watkins Memorial Middle School . I was nervous to move schools for the first time because i was worried about not being able to make any friends and also not liking the school . But making …show more content…
We go downtown Columbus the night before Red White and Boom and mark off the spot we want. This spot is a special spot for my dad and stepmom because it is the exact same spot where my dad proposed to her and she said yes , now our whole family gets together every year and celebrates independence day in that spot. Also every fourth of July we go to my Papa T.R’s for a celebration that he has been hosting since before i was born , there is always a carnival across the street from his house knows as the “Äshville fair” and fireworks are let off right in front of his house the Asheville 's High school football stadium. So when you lay in the grass it feels like the ashes are going to fall right on top of you , this is one of my favorite times of the year along with all the other fourth of July festivities. Also in July we had eighth grade volleyball tryouts , tryouts were three days long and on the third day the chose who made the team. I tried my best everyday to make it look like i really wanted to make the team because i did .Everyday we did different things to see what spots people were strong and weak in. Then the third day finally came and i was very nervous along with everyone else on the team to find out if we made the team or not we ended tryouts early so everyone could go into a room together and the coaches passed out letters. They talked to us about everything …show more content…
In August two-thousand fifteen i started my eighth grade year at Watkins Memorial middle school , it is the final year in the middle school which means we 're the oldest out of all three grades. With us being the oldest out of all three grades that means a lot of the sixth and seventh graders look up to us watch what we do , so we have to be good role models and set a good example so when we go to Watkins Memorial High school they will not have us here and will have to be able to continue what we started and set good examples for more kids. A couple days after eighth grade started on August twenty-third it was my thirteenth birthday, and i happy to finally be a teenager ! My mom decorated my room with a bunch of streamers and balloons everywhere while i was at school. On the balloon strings were little notes and pictures starting from when i was born until my i turned thirteen. That weekend i celebrated my party with all my friends and family at the Pataskala pool Beechwood
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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.
The balloons are out, the flowers are in bloom, I smell summer. I smell a summer like no other. Not because the groundhog came out early this year, or because I was one year older, but because I was a graduate, from Gilkey International middle school (finally). Sophie comes up to me yelling, super excited for the night ahead, graduation. As we rehearse our ceremony, in our high inched heels and dainty fake eyelashes Charlie runs up behind us screaming in our ear jumping us out of our own skin.
When I was attending Kaneland John Shields Elementary School in Sugar Grove, everday was just the same. First we started out with Silent reading our books, and then moved onto reading with our guided reading books. Next, we would move onto writing, where some days we free wrote and others we had an assignment. After Writing we had specials, which consisted of, art, P.E, computer,and music. Then we had lunch, math,and lastly social studies and science.
We would also go to movies in the park where we would bring blankets, food, and roll down the hill while waiting for the movie to start. Where I’m from there is always something to do; and one of my favorites happens at the end of August with a festival called the Italian Festival or Little Italy Days. The vendor tents line the entire way down the main road jam-packed with food, games, Italian novelty items, artwork, Steeler gear, along with a wide variety of other things. Some of the best memories of my life were made in this neighborhood with my family and friends in the area I love and will never forget. For me every day is a constant reminder that I am a reflection of where I grew up…Bloomfield born and raised and proud of
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.
For most of my life lived in Wisconsin. I graduated from Mahone middle school and had mostly A's and B's from my class. Most of my classes were not honors and it never appeared to me that I would go far in life. So when I enter Glen and Fike High school, everything changed dramatically in my academic.
High school was a roller coaster ride for me, from the endless fun of parties to the minor breakdowns and panic attacks that would land myself in the hospital. The pressure and stress got to me and the fact that failing out of the school that I’ve been going to for twelve years with long life friends was coming to an end. Now that I look back at it though it might have been the best decision for my well-being because then I would of not been able to meet the people that I met at Chamblee Charter High School. You would think moving from a private to a public school would be a big cultural shock, you are very correct. Atlanta International School, which was the school I went for basically my whole life, was a very open minded, well rounded, and accepting establishment since the most of the students where from all over the world.
When it comes to sports my family has many ties to Middletown High School South. In the Going as far back as the 1980’s when my Dad attended the same high school. He was a standout wrestler for the team and was given multiple scholarships to wrestle in college. My family name is everywhere within the trophy rooms and walls of Middletown South. I am the youngest of three children with two older sisters coming through high school before me.
As I traveled through each grade of the Croton-Harmon High School, my personal and academic goals helped to me to really flourish. These goals may have varied from year to year because a freshman is a little different from a senior, but they basically had all the same concept: I wanted to strive in school to be the best all-around student I could be, constantly stay focused and immerse myself in the Croton community. By setting my expectations and goals very high, I could flourish academically and really work to my full potential. By following these goals in school I pushed myself very hard and tried to take classes that would challenge me as well as help me to flourish as a student.
There it was, standing in the distance, a tall gloomy gray-colored building. With a few splashes of blue paint added to the dull cement to add color to what would otherwise be a lifeless building. This building was non-other than the one and only Stoller Middle School. I never referred to it as a middle school but more as a prison, it was full of rules that were put in place just to suck away any possible fun from a child’s mind. Maybe I didn’t like the place because I was suspended five times from it.
The Fourth of July has always been my stepmom, Brooklyne’s, favorite so we went down to her parents house in Montrose, Colorado. Brooklyne had planned for my step cousins to come down and we would all spend a couple days at my grandparents house. Then on the fourth we would drive down to Telluride, Colorado because they always have a huge festival on the fourth and it was only an hour and thirty minutes from my grandparents house.
The Carolina Day Key Middle School went on an overnight in September 2015 at a place called Camp Timberlake for Boys. All of us got to know each other well. On our last day a few of our canoes flipped over while on the French Broad River. One of them was Lacy, Aubrey and Mr. Flamini’s canoe. Lacy and Aubrey’s canoe flipped over when Mr. Flamini tried to clamber in.
When I was in elementary school I wasn’t the brightest kid. In fact, I always got B’s, C’s, and sometimes a D at school. Despite getting that score, my parents rarely got mad at me. As a kid, I would always wondered why my parents never care about it, and a lot of time I would think to myself that none of my parents is actually care about me. Going home from school, I got jealous of my friends that got picked up by their parents.
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.
But yeah that party was awesome we had a lot of booze as well as had the best quality of weed. I was totally drunk and was constantly asking for my cell from my friend – but obvious to call a girl whom I liked a lot. Currently I am too thankful to him that he didn’t give me my cell otherwise I would’ve screwed up everything. So back to that part- after reaching to my limit they lit that stuff up and guys I can’t tell you how I was feeling I was on another level. That night I slept at 4 in the morning and went to station with two of my best buddies at 7.