Imagine going to the same school for 10 years, only to move away in the middle of 7th grade. Transferring schools, that was my life. I’d gone to Ocosta for 9 ½ years, from two years of preschool to the first semester of 7th grade, so the prospect of changing schools absolutely terrified me. However, when 8th grade started, I enrolled in the Aberdeen district and found my own way. Overall, my decision to switch schools was a much needed and very freeing change. I probably should have switched schools in the middle of 7th grade, but I felt hesitant and didn’t think I should switch schools. I remained at Ocosta for the final semester of 7th grade. I actually ran for a position in the ASB office, promising myself that if I became an officer, I’d
I had to leave all of my friends and favorite teachers. I went from Cloverdale to Taylor’s Crossing Public Charter School. I went there for fifth and sixth grade then I changed again and came to Rocky Mountain. Coming back to the district was a little hard but most of my friends recognized me and all I really had to do was get used to the schedules and routine. I have enjoyed all three of the schools
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.
I didn’t want to leave my friends or teachers. I loved my school. I have moved a lot in my life, so I didn’t want to move again. One day my mom said we might be moving in a couple months to Oklahoma.
I knew once I stepped through those doors that was home for me. Two weeks later I transferred and started January 4, 2016 the first day back from Christmas break. I was ecstatic, happy, and nervous, but I knew I made the right choice and every day after that has been fantastic. I played sports every season, I joined clubs, and most importantly found happiness. I am into to my senior year and it is flying by like a cheetah on skies.
Starting a new school can be described best as terrifying. I was expected to not only start a new school, but also make new friends and try my best to fit in. It was decided that my siblings and I would attend a private christian academy in order to have a more spiritually focused aspect of education. After attending the first school for a few years, it was decided to switch schools and attend the school I am currently at. This decision was based on the fact that the spiritual environment would be much stronger, as well as teachers who shared more values in his or her spiritual walk.
Now most people would be nervous of moving to a new school, but all we had to do was move through new hallways since our middle and high school are connected. Freshman year was probably the hardest year I've had looking back at it now and shaped me to be who I am today. Back in 2013 my grandpa had passed away from a rare form of lung cancer and my Mina (grandma) was suffering on and off from it, having no one to take care of her my mom would stay at her house 5 to 6 days out of the week and she would go there right after work. I would hardly see my mom except in the mornings before school and by than she would be sleeping after driving home from Danbury at 5am. My dad was hardly around from work and just not wanting to be home.
The entire school had maybe one hundred people. There were only four girls in my entire grade and twenty kids total. Switching from a school that small to a public school with one hundred people just in my grade was a huge adjustment. It was incredibly intimidating at first, however,
On my first day of school I could not find peace at mind, classes seemed stressful and people were not sociable or even friendly in my opinion. The procedures at the Texas school were different and I had the worst time adjusting to it. I could not even find anyone to have a deep conversation about who I am.
My expectations and outcomes differed heavily in the beginning of my sophomore year of high school, after I had transferred from Bishop McKinney High School a prestigious private school, to George Park a common public school. While at McKinney, I had access to so many things, but I realized I had to do a lot of things alone. I have been enrolled in public schools from elementary through middle school and that is where I made a personal connection with fellow classmates and the faculty and staff. At first, I expected George Park to be disorderly and disreputable, but instead I was astounded by its credentials and diversity, being as it was a public High school.
Attending a college or university can be a pleasurable four years or it can be path of frustration and indecision. I have spent the past year at Albany College of Pharmacy & Health Sciences thinking I wanted to be a doctor. College is expensive and when I started pondering changing my major it just didn’t seem practical. As a second semester sophomore changing my major would potentially mean spending more time in school which in return means more student loans and prolong starting a career. Not only would I be changing my major, I will be changing schools completely.
That was one of the biggest distractions so I couldn’t concentrate because of the drama and rumors so that’s why over summer break I was so scared to go back to school then at the last minute I had a great idea I could do online school. I went to River Valley for quite a while. 2nd grade to 6th grade but the teachers here were nice except for a few but overall they were cool and nice. I think the only reason why they were being a little hard on us was to prepare us for high school and how the teachers will be.
New school, making new friends, and getting used to the school. My sophomore year I transferred from Shaw High School. I really didn’t want to go here I would have preferred to stay at shaw, but I couldn’t. Sophomore was my worst year of high school. When I first started Collinwood High School, they didn’t have my transcript over from Shaw so for a month I had to take ninth grade classes.
With senior year of high school coming to a close, comes an overwhelming amount of stress about moving away to college. At the beginning of this school year, I was eager to leave and excited to go away, but I came to a realization that leaving home alarms me. At this point in time, I began to notice just how much my parents do for me and just ruminating about everything I would have to do on my own now, makes me nervous. School has never been an issue for me but what my friends say about college, makes it even more petrified to go. Being constantly asked questions like, “how do you always get your work done?” or “how do you have such good time management?” reassures me that I will do fine in college.
Have you ever felt uncomfortable, nervous, and confused ? These are all the things I felt moving to a new school. I had no idea if I would gain friends or if anyone would like me. Maybe if I had a tour around the new school before my first day I would have not been so disorientated. Going from a one story school to a two story school was hard, having to look down every five seconds to make sure I was on the right hall, or if I was suppose to be upstairs or downstairs.
When I got the news that I was changing schools, I was not ready to leave the school, because I was happy there and had a lot of friends that I'm comfortable with. I wasn't willing to leave all of that behind. I was so adjusted to the school's system, and my grades were good, and everything was fine. I knew deep down why my parents wanted me out of there because the students there have a big influence on me, if they skipped class, I skipped class, and the school didn't do much about it, so my parents know if I stayed I'd get affected by the bad students.