Personal Narrative: Outside Of School

I was born in Colombia and Spanish was my first language. When I moved to Korea, I had to learn Korean and was behind of learning when I entered an elementary school. When I was in 7th grade which when I was able to perform well academically with the education, I moved to the United States.

A true High school story cannot be believed. Most of the problems we face in high school involve sex, drugs, bullying, and endless drama. Parents and teachers are aware teenagers go through things like this I mean c’mon it’s the classic stereotype but they don’t seem to believe that they’re really happening anyway, the irony. The pressure to know the newest slang and trends is real and very much a struggle people face when trying to fit in. Therefore most people, specifically adults, can’t sympathized with what you go through in school because each experience is different. Sure we might share some similarities but in the end almost no adult believes the types of struggles we go through while in school.

An outsider: a person who does not belong. I stepped onto the chilly, uninviting plane with a sparkle of hope and adventure in my eyes. I was flying in an enormous plane to go on a gruesome eighteen hour flight. At first sight, every single person shot at us, not because we were flying a plane. But, because we were eight American- Russians, with expensive handbags and drew the most attention to ourselves with four carry- on suitcases because of the two week long trip. The trip started a couple days after school ended, when everyone was enjoying the amazing freedom of summer, I was stuck on a large, yet claustrophobic vessil.As I stood up from the luxurious business class, my legs stgarted to tingle with excitement. Well that, or I have been

My education that I have received from the Wausau School District has set me apart as a student because of the great opportunities that are presented to the students and the faculty in the educational system. A large variety of classes are offered in different core areas throughout the schools which gives the ordinary student the chance to experience other areas and interests. I used this to my advantage, when deciding what type of field that I was going into after college. I took a Young Adult Medicine (YAM) class sophomore year to see if I was interested in the medical field and where in this area I was drawn to work in after high school. The Wausau School District has also prepared me for my future college studies and career by challenging

I wish I could go back to kindergarten. “The same boys who got detention in elementary school for beating the crap out of people are now rewarded for it. They call it football.” Laurie Halse Anderson. High school is a rough place like elementary with testosterone and steroids. It’s extremely fast paced and people won’t slow down for you nor anyone else either.

“The best thing about being a mother is having your child tell you ‘I love you’ for no reason at all.” Dixie Wilson Kapitula is a loving daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, and most of all,- a friend. She is single-minded and quick-tempered, but tries to be an honest person and wife. Even through a difficult childhood, a marriage, and raising children, Mrs. Kapitula tries to value two things above all else: health and family.

Just shortly after 2:30pm on a Thursday, Heather and I pulled into the parking lot at the new Middle School and caught up with the rest of our English Comp class. I am dumbfounded by how this new Middle School has turned out. I was thirsting for knowledge about the new building yet the only thing I really wanted to know was the comparison between the new and old school’s way of learning and schedules. The building itself reminded me of college campuses that I have visited where the architecture is very geometric and intricate. The building itself looks as though it has been untouched and unused even though school has been in session for about a month and a half now. Even the landscape looked a bit off for a school because it was vast and open and there were only small, young trees planted around the building. One could see the potential this building will have down the road just by the exterior appearance.

When she was going to correct Leah´s English paper, Leah shrunk back in her seat, as if she was going to get hit. She thought that was weird, but to Leah, that was truly what she expected. When Leah wasn't at school, Suzy worried. When Suzy found out that Leah was in the hospital, she worried even more. She wondered why Leah never told anyone that she was sick. Leah never told anyone because when she was in the German camp, if they got sick, they wouldn't let them live. When Suzy went to visit, she read Leah´s diary. She knew it was a bad thing to do, and she felt bad about it. At first, she didn't understand what anything written in it meant. She asked her mother questions to try to understand better, without letting her mother know she had read it. It helped her understand Leah better. After that, she didn't find Leah so annoying and

It was a cold November morning in the valley of Cowan, when I fired my first shot. It was a smooth and clean feeling after I pulled the trigger. I than saw the deer hunker as the slug hit its side, and it began to run away from us. Dad, knowing I had made a good shot, still decided to jump out of the blind window to end the animals suffering. Unfortunately, when his foot caught, it was all over from then. Once, I was inside the blind and the next I was in the cold crisp air. I then saw Dad on the ground cursing himself for jumping through the window.

The Mora High School cafeteria is a very familiar place to me, with it’s columns in the middle of the room, the off-white paint, and white and blue tiled floor. The cafeteria is usually a place full of a lot of kids and incredible amounts of noise. It’s nearly empty except for the four tables placed in the formation of a square near the little nook where the lunch ladies serve us food, or at least what tries to pass as food. The seats around each table are occupied by the cast of Annie celebrating the completion of their second show. The cast of Annie doesn’t even come close to filling the cafeteria, but the noise level could nearly be the same as when it’s fully filled during lunch. Over the years that’s what I’ve come to expect from the play kids. Play kids are a special breed of people. We’re super quirky, and we don’t care what other people think about us. There may not be many of us, but we are very good at creating a lot of noise.

Have you ever realized that as you get older you slowly have less and less time to do anything fun or spontaneous? For me, I may not be considered old, but lately it seems to be getting harder to do anything such as hanging out with friends, hanging out with my girlfriend, and even just watching television. As I get older it is becoming increasingly difficult to stay young. All of my time has been taken with the pressures of school, so that I can build a career, and working 2 jobs. I’ve been working at McDonalds for about 3 years and The Home Depot for almost a year now. This last semester I finally decided that I wanted to go to school. This way I can have a better career, so that I won’t have to have two jobs. However, that made even

In ten years I will be twenty six and would hopefully be out of school. I would have gone to school and gotten my bachelor’s degree in mortuary science in one of the sixty schools that are accredited by the Board of Funeral Service Education. I would have done my apprenticeship at a funeral home and gotten my certificate to be a certified mortician. I would be trying to open up my own funeral home to support my family. As a mortician I would work from funeral homes or crematoriums, and helping families who have had family members who have recently deceased.

I am writing to inform you of my experiences from my first semester of my W-131 class. Coming into college I was very scared. I wasn’t so much scared of new things, because we experience new things every day. I feared failure, what I mean by that is I have a lot of people counting on me to graduate and to do good. At times is stressful because I think of scenarios of what will happen if I don’t graduate. It’s also stressful because I’m here on a scholarship. That scholarship requires me to pass all my classes with a c- or better. That might not seem like a harsh thing, but combining all the class together leads to a world of stress. I’m not going to lie I sometimes must neglect a class to focus on another classes work. College is like when

Entering for the first time in a summer class can be quite frightening. This is what happened to me today. I had no idea we were going to have a new instructor then the one that I was assigned to. I knew entering this course would be challenging do with the class being five weeks long. As I walked in I sat down, and met two new people named Stephanie Corona and Tristan Yahn.

I check my watch as I race to catch my first ever Austin Metro bus home. My