Janet Arlene Stroup, at the age of 79, has quite a few stories about her days in school, and lucky for me, she was happy to share them. Janet attended Evendale Grade School from first grade to eighth grade. Every morning she walked two miles to school with her five younger siblings. At the beginning of the day, someone would ring the bell on top of the school and the children had to begin coming in from playing outside. If they weren’t in their seats by the second bell, they were marked tardy.
In the end, students weren’t nervous anymore, they were still excited, and the kids who miss summer at least got to see their friends again. The assembly was very good about telling the students what teachers/staff expect out of them. Finally, by at least the second week of school, kids will have their school routine down. It was a marvelous first day for the Sherwood Middle School
I think, for the first time since my Dad had been laid off I felt a peace. I felt the fear that I’d felt over this drastic change in my life dissipate and vanish as I realized that we were going to be okay, that I was going to enjoy living in Dewitt. Though I would miss Texas and all the things I’d left behind, I knew that in my new home, I would be happy and I’ve been happy living in Dewitt ever
I always made sure, with the reassurance of my parents, that I had the best grades possible and I went to school everyday because I was taught education was extremely important. I have dedicated a lot of time, work and effort to maintain my 3.8 GPA. Unfortunately, my Senior year was not how I pictured
I have had many teachers throughout the years that have had a great impact on my attitude toward education. No instructor however has had such a huge impact in my life as Miss Mindy Sopher. I first saw her name as my academic advisor listed in My Pack Portal, or my online account at NC State. I had no idea what type of experience I would have with her. Last summer before my freshman year, I sent her an email introducing myself and she was quite impressed by my ambitions, especially becoming a “geographical engineer.”
My friend's family from elementary school have me an opportunity to live with them. My grades averaged out to a C which allowed me to see my junior year in high school. My hopes of becoming a senior and finishing high school were fading fast, I knew I would not make it. But, I managed to see my first and only group home.
For example, in high school as a teenager in they expect for their new students to act like young adults. Unlike middle school where teachers hold your hand and walk through everything high school is not like that. In high school, most teachers are not going to beg their students for them to turn in work that is missing or late. I learned first-hand last year I was a bit slacking in my science grades, missing work, Forgetting makeup work. My teacher never reminded me or told me multiple times to do my work.
National Junior Honor Society I love to learn and I believe that is the point of coming to school. In the sixth grade I got interviewed by Ms. Spille and I got accepted into the AVID program at Lake Braddock. This program has taught me several things, for example, how to be more responsible, how to be organized and how to use my time wisely. I always turn in my homework on time and do my best, so it looks nice and neat. I am one of the only people who use my agenda out of my classes.
I walked into the school and went into the big, brand new gym, and sat up against the red bleachers. I found some of my other friends and started talking to them as well. Once the bell rang we all hustled to our new classes, because we didn’t want to be late. I had Ms. Yarrow, Mr.Lee, and Mrs.Shizzle. The first day went by great
The junior students at my school rely on student mentors for support in their individual growth. As a mentor, I develop weekly lesson plans to engage grade 8 students in their transition to high school. Supporting these students and providing guidance in their academic and personal life is what I am there for. These grade 8 students need senior students who will encourage and ensure that they will be fine in high school because they can form connections as students. I only had personal connections with two senior students when I entered grade 8, and they were both family members.
I finally received the support that I needed to do well in school. I attended class every day and consequently, my grades improved. In middle school, I was a student in the Pre-Medical Science Program. In high school, I in the Equine Pre-Veterinary Academy. I enrolled in AP, AICE, and dual-enrollment courses.
I chose this for my personal project because I have always been good with technology and enjoyed working with it. Also, every year since 7th grade, I have participated in the worldwide movement called Hour of Code. This past year, I instead helped kindergarten through third graders at my school participate in the
Skirting the Commons are teachers, waiting excitedly with large, welcoming smiles as they watch their new pupils fill the commons. Just like the Freshman, many of these teachers are nervous to start their first year at Conifer High School; to teach their new students; to make an impression. “This will be my first year with Conifer; my second year teaching,” said John Shipley, the newest member to Conifer High’s athletics department. “I’m very excited to be a part of this school, staff, administration and the great community.” “[Like the Freshmen,] I’m lost finding rooms,” said David Shirk, Conifer’s new Algebra and Geometry teacher.
Damon West has been teaching at Southcrest Christian School for a period of one year. He currently teaches sophomore Bible and English, proctors senior and junior dual credit, journalism, and is the assistant coach of the volleyball team. He previously taught the junior dual credit class when they were sophomores as well. So, the majority of the class enjoys him as a teacher. One girl says, “Unlike most teachers, he’s relatable, and entertaining.”
“I don’t want to go there!” I yelled. “You should go! With me!” My dad said, “And no more rejection!”