I squinted at the podium from my seat in the middle of the tennis courts at Franklin Middle School, while the glistening sun sheltered me that June day. The principal, in a shouting voice, exclaimed, “The 2012-2013 Franklin Middle School Treuchet-Crumbaugh Citizenship Award goes to… Grant Zangwill.” I, along with every other eyeball in attendance, looked at myself. In an instant, I relived countless moments of middle school. Earlier that morning, I had won the Physical Education Department’s Sportsmanship Award but there was something different, something more special, about this one.
He did this every weekend now and once decided to share these pictures on Facebook just to show everyone how much fun he has with all of his classmates. Once senior year came rolling around, he became eligible for a full ride scholarship for baseball to his dream school since the seventh grade. However, it was all taken away from him in a blink of an eye because of one picture with him and his best friends holding a couple of beer bottles. Small things like this can harm a person at any moment, which is further described in one of Robert Louis Stevenson's many short stories. As
This is your cell.” The guard said, yanking my arm, almost pulling it out of the socket. I peered through the rusted bars, instantly making eye contact with a ripped Hispanic guy laying back on his bed. He must of been 50, maybe 60. Two things caught me by surprise.
Are High School Sports Dying? It’s the Friday night lights, the thrill of running out of the tunnel, the loud warm up music, the crowd yelling to support you, that every high school athlete looks forward to. Winning the rival game, going head to head against friends from other schools, creating memories that will last a lifetime, those crazy bus rides and the long ones home after a tough lost. You play because you love the game but others play for the social aspect. Lately, it hasn't been about the players so much anymore it's been about your last name, who your parents are and how much money your parents are willing to donate to the program in order for you to get that starting position or more playing time.
As Crooks and Lennie talk we learn in the book that Crooks has magazines, a dictionary, a copy of the California civil code, a few "dirty books" on a special shelf, and "a large pair of gold-rimmed spectacles". From this evidence I think that Crooks deals with his loneliness is a connection through
Maybe as big as wearing a viking costume at a football game. School spirit is very important because it’s like showing love for your school. Year book is a way to capture memories of school spirit. By being on yearbook you get to go to more events and show school spirit. When I was a 7th grader, I remember seeing a girl at the basketball game and school assembly taking pictures.
The past three years of my high school experience can only be described as a roller coaster. I remember my first day of high school, sitting in the auditorium and hearing the counselors say "high school is what you make of it, so make it count". I was encouraged to join sports, clubs and extracurricular activities, which I did. I played Volleyball in the fall, ran track in the spring, joined clubs, and marched in the marching band. Even though I was very successful in playing sports, marching band was the most impactful to me.
The Summer of 2014 changed me, along with California, I went on a mission to Seattle and spent 2 weeks back packing. I went into my junior year with full forces studying hard for my ACT, becoming president of clubs, running varsity cross country, taking second in tennis and realizing I wanted to break out of Montana and go out of state for college. My past was my past and I would not change it for anything because it made me who I am today. I had found that same sassy, and independent two year old mentality I had
During the freshman year of high school, I noticed that there are monthly school events that take place during lunch time and so, I would always visit them and have a great time. An example of a popular school event would be Back to School Blast. At this event, students can play games, such as water dunk, sumo wrestling and watch live musical performances. As time passed, I always wondered who ran these events because they always turned out fantastic and it seemed very enjoyable to organize. At first, I thought it was a club so, I went around asking other students if they know how I can join it.
For the past two years of my high school career, I have been volunteering for a field trip that’s centered around giving my Special Ed classmates a day of fun where they can relax from the stress of school and enjoy a day off. During these events, all the volunteers would be paired with one another and we were then taken to a station where we would perform an activity and encourage our partners to participate. Hundreds of students gathered around to participate in track and field games that give the children and adults with an intellectual disability, a chance to develop physical fitness while being cheered on. My only regret would be that I didn’t volunteer throughout all of my high school years, I may have been able to make more friends and
There’s no easier way to make really nice friends who have the same interests as you other than joining a club, sport or entering a fun elective class. Usually in most high school’s there’s typical clubs such as, sports clubs (the sports you join vary the club), Chess club, Science club, Robotics club, Woodshop club, French club, Spanish club and more! In the ASB office at your school, there is a paper with a list of the school’s available clubs to join and the clubs are often open all year to join so don’t hesitate and get the courage to go out and do something new! Same thing with sports, announcements will be made all year long about sports conditioning so if that’s what you’re into or you want to get into, then go! There will always be someone or a coach there for you, you won’t be lost and people will help you too.
High school was an extreme thrill from the first day of my freshman year. As I stepped off the school bus and entered the building, I knew that Brewbaker Technology Magnet High School would be my home for the next four years. BrewTech was ranked the number five school in the state, so I knew I was among the elite and had big shoes to fill. As I began to stroll the halls to locate my class, I was greeted by smiling faces of students and teachers a like. With minor bumps in the road, I completed my freshman year in high school acquiring friends that I still have today.
I assumed it would be like the movies; a school full of adult looking teenagers and tables for the “popular kids” and “the jocks”. It wasn’t at all like those movies, but one characteristic about high school and life in general
A tale as old as time consisted of one particular soul who’s story either made you weep in sorrow or fear for your life. He was said to be the most fearsome leader who ever walked the earth, embedding fear into all of his people. He resided in a castle on top of a hill, looming over the land he ruled below it. The man in the castle was known as Jasper Vanderbilt, the son of a noble family who resided in the mountainous region of North Carolina. He was a cruel man, who punished villagers without a trace of remorse.
“I don’t want to go there!” I yelled. “You should go! With me!” My dad said, “And no more rejection!”