Quincy came out of school today upset. Now this is nothing new, but what had him upset is. At first all I got out of him was, "Mommy I wasn't bragging, I was just so happy." Later it was, "I was so happy because I never win. They said I was bragging, but I was so happy my heart sang." He goes on to inform me that, "I felt so guilty for being happy I threw out my prize.......... I never get to go to the lolly pop tree because I am so clumsy I drop my paper....... I go last almost every time in games, and this is the first time I got something special." After a while I get the the story fleshed out. It makes sense now, it also brings what he was talking about over the weekend to light as well. You have a little boy in trusted to you.
Steven is a very outstanding student at his middle school, but some days he has to be brave enough to tell people things that he doesn’t really like talking about, and or talk to jeffrey about things that he may want to talk to Jeffrey about but is not sure if it would be the right time to do it. This is what happened when Steven wanted Jeffrey to feel better about the whole situation. “Hey Jeffy how ya feeling?” “Im ok. We had moatmeal for breakfast, but it wasn’t as good as yours.
This would go on for hours and hours until finally Brent pranced inside to do his homework. A look of exhaustion spread over his face. He whined to his father, “why can’t school be as easy as shooting a jumpshot”. Brent’s father replied, “because when you put enough effort into anything, it becomes a lot easier Brent.” Brent used this as motivation into his basketball career.
“Because Charles you need the extra practice,” Mom said. “No I don’t mom,” said Charles. “Yes you do and it doesn’t matter I already signed you up for it so, you're going to do it,” said Mom. When Charles got to middle school he was one of the best players on the field.
The little boy’s dream was to hang out with Tom before a game and just simply have a conversation with him. The little boy’s dream did in fact come true as he spent some time with his idol before a playoff game. Tom made that day so memorable for him, as sadly he passed
Jack finally had some competition at shortstop for first time in his life. At the end of practice Jack asked Joe if “He wanted to go out and get some pizza with him and he could show him around downtown.” But Joe said “He had to go home and help his mom move their stuff into their new house, but maybe we could go get pizza with him another time”. Tomorrow afternoon Jack and Joe had their next practice.
I have wanted that award all year, because if you win it, you get a 100$ gift card, and free chocolate bars. “Gone, all because of Stevie,” I think sadly to myself. I have been a good student, but Stevie always gets me into trouble. Worst of all, my teacher is one of those dull, mean teachers. Even though I don’t like him, I have never gotten mad at him out loud.
I attended Henry E. Lackey High School in Indian Head MD which is in Charles County MD I attended Lackey High School my ninth and both my tenth grade years around the beginning of 2016. My last month in Lackey High School was in February, before I left Cousin Jerry and the PPW from my high school told me about Job Corps. I couldn’t stay at Lackey because of the drama going on and my cousin knew Job Corps could provide me with a high school diploma and provide direction for my life. At Lackey High School I was constantly in trouble arguing, being defiant about the rules, and not attending class.
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.
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
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.
"Oh, he is even boasting with his mini-awards!" She snapped. "Who doesn 't?! Men always boast of their victories to seduce women!" The young man retorted.
For most of my life lived in Wisconsin. I graduated from Mahone middle school and had mostly A's and B's from my class. Most of my classes were not honors and it never appeared to me that I would go far in life. So when I enter Glen and Fike High school, everything changed dramatically in my academic.
“He’s in my grade,”I said,”and he does right well. He’s a good boy.” I added, “a real nice boy. We brought him home one time. Maybe he told you about me, I beat him up one time and he was real nice about it.
When Jolly accepts to go to school, Jolly finds out that she is doing better than she thought that she would. When Jolly goes to school she is surprised to see that she is doing better than she thought she would be. “Guess what. Jolly got a B one day and then three more B ’s
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.