Personal Narrative: My Time At Plainville High School

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.

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. Before the bell rings, I would talk to my boyfriend at the time. Then we would head to class. Something was weird from the beginning. We had the same class together but different teachers. My economics teacher arrived a few minutes after the bell had rung. I walked into the classroom. He held the door open. It was dark, but I thought the teacher was going to turn on the lights after

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. Both of my sisters were outstanding runners for Middletown South and are now running on collegiate levels. Then there is me following in my dad 's footsteps, trying to leave my mark in Middletown South 's wrestling history.

Since I only live with my mom,and she just has one job to pay all of our bills, paying for college is far from our minds. Even though my mom has worked hard to give me everything I needed and supported me all my life, she just doesn’t have enough to afford the privilege of me going to college. But with the help of this scholarship, I might be able to get a college education. If I get this scholarship,I promise that I will not leave it to waste. I will apply this scholarship to help me in my first years at TMCC. This scholarship will be the backbone of my college education as I will start off with the

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. Each inning went by in a flash until the 5th inning, Mitty had tacked on a couple of runs making it 3-0 Mitty. Then my team came to bat and stayed at bat for a while scoring 5 runs making it 5-3 Serra.

We lived in the North Heights area of Amarillo, across the train tracks and I guess we would considered urban. Growing up in the 60’s we had neighborhood schools, I attended kindergarten at Miss Rosenberg’s Kindergarten, we graduated with white caps and gowns and I was really happy. She was a black woman with a Jewish sounding name, who was our leader who taught us the basic of learning. I attended North Heights Elementary School beginning in first through sixth grade Our high school, Carver High School was forced to close its doors to integrate and become a junior high school by the order the president of the United States. As I mentioned we had teachers that taught us, because they were like us, we didn’t experience a great deal of discipline

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. So, I went through volleyball season as a freshman at Owensville High School, and it was a good couple of months while it lasted. Come basketball season, I didn’t want to play at Owensville, I wanted to come to Sullivan, and

Stumble. Survive. Create a new generation. The cycle of striving for perfection and purpose reveals itself to those who contribute to the heirs of the human condition, children, and I was one of them, quivering with a hand on my shoulder advising me on when to draw and how to breathe. As I cautiously signed my name to the organization which, unbeknownst to my seventh-grade self, would become my young legacy, my self-definition, I didn 't think about the many friends—rather, and pardon my cliché, family—that I would make. When tryouts for the school 's first year of having an archery team arrived, I, nervous and irresolute as ever, took from my coach for the first time the bow that would be my counselor and companion for years thereafter.

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

While education can open doors to your life, having the initiative to be successful is what really counts. I am determined and I have the desire to study Business but am lacking the financial support needed to achieve my goal. The Plant City Lions Club Scholarship would help me by giving me an opportunity to pursue my dream career. My desire is to be able to study in order to work and give back to my parents who have helped me accomplish graduating from Plant City High School with honors and with a weighted GPA of 4.7321.Receiving financial support will allow me to make a difference in the challenging world of Business. My parents have always supported me in everything, but unfortunately they cannot afford my college tuition. That is why I’m

was a pleasure to have all of you in this class and I hope you have a great time in high school and wish you all the best for the future.”

Throughout most of high school I was focused on trying to be like the people around me. When the real question was, what could I do to figure out who I am in this life. What is my purpose here? Growing up as one of the few Hispanic kids in my neighborhood and being the only Nicaraguan kid I know made me feel very different around people. Even though I went through most of Glenbrook South High School with friends, family, girlfriends, parties, sports, and all the advantages I had living in this town, I still had this deep hole in my heart. It was as if I were heartbroken all the time but didn't know why. A sense of loneliness knocked me off my feet and held me there. I started to lose my motivation. It was because I never felt a love that

I thought that grades were easy to start by then as the weeks went on the grades started to get harder. Lunch was a little different for me because it was earlier then my lunch last year. Classes are the same except my math and language arts teacher other wise I knew what the teacher would expect from me.

The first day of swim practice, freshman year. The first day of walking onto a pool deck filled with seventy girls and a scary coach. The first day of my high school experience. The first day of an unbreakable friendship.

This scholarship is a wonderful opportunity for students of GVSU, and I am honored to be considered for this scholarship. I believe that I am a great applicant for this scholarship, and that I deserve this scholarship. One reason I deserve this scholarship is because of my strong academic courses. Throughout my high school career, I pushed myself academically by taking a total of 10 AP classes and 7 honors classes. These classes were all challenging, yet I pushed through with determination to complete the classes to the best of my ability. My high school is highly competitive and I’m grateful that I was surrounded by such wonderful peers and teachers. Completing high school, I received 12th place out of almost 450 students, with a weighted GPA of 4.244. Despite my hard course load,