I’m student in Savanna high school, in the 12th grade will be graduating this year and getting my high school diploma. I spent the last three years of high school in different high school outside the U.S. Savanna high school is the first school I attended here in the U.S. I experienced different teaching methods and their was changes in each high school which brought challenges with advantages and disadvantages. I use to take 12 subjects in a year in my previous school while here in savanna I take 6 but they are technology based which i didn’t have that advantage back there. There wasn’t many resources or help like now. School didn’t talk about universities and applying very often.
I think my strongest SLCs are Globally aware and Culturally Competent and Digital Age Learner. I demonstrate them the most between all my slcs. I demonstrate digital age learner when it came to digital projects that were totally based on computer, technology and Internet. I worked on “where I 'm from “ project in my English class. A great deal of technology was needed to pull off this project. I needed to make sure of the video was presented in the perfect …show more content…
It originated in Puebla, Mexico. In order to accurately make the perfect dish , as if it came from Mexico , I needed to research different aspects of Mexican culture and understand it and its recipes and ingredients. And we Also made “Fettuccine Alfredo” dish from Rome, Italy, we went through the same process went through the “Tinga” dish. From where it came , how it looks like , how the Italian people prefer it with and how its presentation should look like. And same goes for the “Brownies” , it was developed in the United States at the end of the 19th century and popularized in both the U.S. and Canada during the first half of the 20th
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One time I came across failure. It all started when playing in a baseball game for Serra High School. Up to that game we had been undefeated in league play. As the game moved along it got more and more intense. Every batter and runner on base you could tell both teams were completely focused on winning that game.
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.
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.
Since the age of four, I have attended various math and writing classes, closing the initial gap between me and my classmates. Also, I spent my eighth-grade year at BASIS Ahwatukee, similar to the KIPP Academy mentioned in Outliers, where teachers drill academic proficiency into the students’ minds. As a middle schooler, I took eight classes a day, three of which were required science courses. These circumstances represent the “rice paddy” analogy where you can use grit and diligence to wipe away any disadvantage. As a result, I am currently rank one in my class, taking all AP or honors courses.
Freshman year came along and I wanted to attend Sullivan High School. I wanted to come back to my hometown, I was just missing the people I started it all out with in the beginning. My dad and I had all of the paperwork finished already to go for me to attend Sullivan High School in August, but my mom refused and wouldn’t budge to let me go. She didn’t want me going to Sullivan, she wanted me to stay with all of my new friends I had made at Owensville. She thought my best bet would be to stay and proceed to go to OHS.
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.
I’m not an orator, nor am I a scholar. Though I do enjoy a good debate and engaging in intellectual conversations ; I feel like I am never “good-enough”. I always seem to find myself comparing myself to others. Whether it’s my grades or appearance. I never feel worthy.
These days more in more people have come to the realization that becoming a high school teacher could perhaps have great benefits in its occupation. A high school teacher is a secondary teacher that instructs students from grades 9th through-out 12th. Therefore, when new teachers choose a school, they then research every website to learn more about the employer. Some newly teachers also compare city high school with county high schools. Statistics shows that city schools have consistently been the highest in student’s achievements throughout the years.
On Wednesday, February 1, 2017, Chino Hills High School was out of power, resulting all the students got released early. I walked into the school campus about to sit at the normal table that I wait at. I usually get to school thirty minutes early because of traffic. I did notice something was off when I sat down. The area where I sat was a bit darker than usual.
I’ll never forget how I felt the first time I walked into Prairie Ridge High School. I was surrounded by approximately sixteen hundred other students and I knew exactly none of them. I had never been that alone before and when I walked through the cafeteria doors, I felt the first seed of doubt that maybe I should have stayed in Union, with my mom. At that moment, I wanted to turn around and run out of Prairie Ridge, hop in the car, and drive the four hundred miles back to my friends, my teammates, and the majority of my family. Instead, I took a deep breath and sat down.
When I started Unity High School I thought that it was going to be boring school because my first choice was Skyline but my mom made me come to this school so I had to obey what my mom wants because she takes care of me and helps me with whatever I need help with so going to the school that she wanted me to go to was the least I could have done. I thought that high school was going to be difficult because the work that my brother would bring home when he was in high school looked really hard and I did not understand most of the work he needed to complete. But I realized that I need to be taught the material before I go on and do the work
"Remember class, your biology test is tomorrow and it is 35% of your grade! It is up to you whether you pass or you fail. We have been studying and going over the material for weeks now, so there will be no re-takes." Ms. Jenkins harshly said. I sighed, knowing that I wasn't going to do well on that exam.
The past four years of my life hold both my highest of highs and my lowest of lows. High school can be a very awkward time period in a person’s life. Four years ago, I made the intimidating switch from St. Mary’s School to Algoma High School. There were certain aspects of high school which made me nervous, but academics was not one of them. I learned how to be a responsible student in my earlier years, and school had always come relatively easy to me.
I check my watch as I race to catch my first ever Austin Metro bus home. My metro bus ride to school in the morning proved disastrous. Taking the southbound rather than the northbound bus had left me confused while waiting for the return bus and embarrassed while explaining the reason for my late arrival to school. It 's 4:33. Oh man.