It was first day of middle school, my mother used to pick me after school but now wasn 't able to so I had to start riding the bus. I 've never road the bus to my house before so I was scared. Once the bell rang for school to get let out I walked outside along with the other kids to find my bus, 210. I spent about 20 minutes looking for my bus
Moving from one school to another is hard but moving from one continent to another is harder. At the age of 11, my mom and stepdad gathered up all our stuff and flew my family to the USA. I had to leave everything behind and live this new life. I was very nervous to start my first day of seventh grade in Sherrard Jr. High but the people here were very welcoming.
There was a time in my life where it was a bad time, but, it was also a good time. I was trying to play games at my old school, Roosevelt Junior High School. I got caught, and what came with it, is troubling . When I got Home my Mom and Dad greeted me with a bunch of things, saying I shouldn’t be doing that, and this and that, but, what also came with it is, my grades dropped, it was horrible, I just couldn’t keep up with all my homework.
Middle school is a period of three years of school to prepare you before High school. For some people it can be the worst three years of their lives, others an experience they could have cared less about, but then there are the people who had the best time of their lives in middle school. How your middle school journey goes, is all dependent on you. Your choice, your focus, and your perseverance, they all have their effects on your time in middle school. To have a good experience you need to know about three topics, your academics, personal responsibility, and your social life.
I was withdrawn from my previous middle school and things were rather calm at home I threw myself into my school work and found a sense of secret control threw self-harming and obsessive dieting it was rewarding to see the numbers go down on the scale, and up in the books. I was still withdrawn and sick I was just better at hiding it and the layers of secrecy in my life would build with age like the rings in a tree trunk. It was nearly the end of my eight grade school year before anyone intervened. The boy I sat at lunch with had tried killing himself the difference was, he warned people in his family and got caught plus help. He was put into therapy and on medication but I was also caught in the spotlight the school found out about my cutting
For a long while, during my time in middle school and the start of high school, the thought of doing really well in school never dawned on me. I’m the kind of person that always think about life in the near future, never extending far enough to think about what I really want to do and where I want to go. My grades had always been average, never dropping low enough to hurt my future but also never rising high enough to push me far, until I reached tenth grade. My laziness got to me and I just didn’t care anymore. My GPA dropped so low, seeing it can make anyone gasp.
My mom “said that i will be moving up as in a new school and grade. My 5th grade year is over so now that is it she “ said that I will be in 6th grade now and I would be in a higher grade and that i would have to better” . Today is school I am really nervous so she tells me to calm down and that I have to do good which i will so here I am freaking out in my new class with my new teacher new classmates new everything so I am trying not to be nervous so here gose class bye.
The day of my first ever high school XC meet started out like an ordinary day. I woke up at 6:50 and went downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast. I had a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch(my favorite cereal). I’m Usually the first one up so as I was eating the rest of the family started to make their way downstairs. Once I was ready for school my mom offered me a ride to school which does not normally happen.
As we road down the street to the high school to find Roberto all the familiar places that I saw weren 't going to be their for much longer because I knew that we were going back to Mexico. When we arrived at the high school the immigration officer got off the car, locked the door with me inside and went into the high school to get Roberto. My heart began to crawl into my chest because the next time we would get off the car it would be in Mexico, after a couple heart aching moments, Roberto and the immigration officer came out. As they approached the car, Roberto grabbed the immigration officer 's kevlar vest and slammed him into the van head first which left in laying on the ground. Roberto ran up to the car opened the door and said lets
During my junior high school I have a test in sports, which I am poor at that needs to be at a certain grade for me to graduate, for that reason with determination I train in these sports. I memorize every move and rhythm, I asked for my friends help and train with them, I keep doing workouts for the next week, I jogged in my neighborhoods to increase my stamina, and stayed up late at night so I am able to be decent at sports. Eventually the day came and I put in my hard work, and with the support and cheer of my friends I am able to gain a decent grade for me to