Personal Narrative: The Columbine High School

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. Unlike Chamblee which was, as us teenagers call it, ghetto and ratchet, but that did not really bother me at all. It kind of made me feel like it was where I needed to be to grow as a person and helped me meet the people who I can call family to this day.

In 7th grade, I transferred from Bryan Middle school to Visitation Catholic School and there was not enough room in the accelerated math program, which ultimately set me behind. In high school, I found myself bored in math and knew I needed to challenge myself, so I ended up setting up a meeting with the math department head and we discussed my options. Sophomore year, I ended up taking two math classes, which was not easy; double the test, quizzes and lessons! However, by taking two math classes, I was able to get myself into a higher math class which ultimately was my goal, and achieving it was an amazing feeling.

Following the highly publicized incident at Columbine High School on April 20 1999, the most deadly act of school violence in the United States to date, it was perceived that fear of victimization had increased significantly. However, no research had been done of Columbine’s impact on students’ fear and little was known about whether or not events like Columbine had any effect on fear of victimization. Conducting one of the first studies of its kind, Lynn A. Addington published her work Students’ Fear after Columbine: Findings from a Randomized Experiment to better understand changes in fear associated with this level of violence. In order to do this, the researcher used data collected from the 1995 and 1999 National Crime Victimization Survey

Lots of people say that middle school is hard, has lots of responsibilities and you have to be on time for everything. Then I thought there weren 't serious till I actually went to middle school myself. Soon after elementary I went to a middle school that I went to was called Lincoln middle school, it wasn’t a big school, but it was a decent school. When I first went into that building I was excited to make new friends and meet my teacher, but then this lady that was the 6th grade dean(consular) gave me this piece of paper that had many classes on it and I ask her “why there are so many classes?” she says “Because that how middle school works”.After words I went to my first class which was math and the math teacher told me and the class that

My time at Plainville High School has been the best four years of my life. I have always had a strong work ethic and I put 100% into everything I do; whether it be in the classroom or outside. My grades have been impeccable my past 4 years. I’ve maintained a 4.0 GPA while enrolling in AP and honors classes. These classes give substantial homework but with strategic time management, I find a way to cope with the large workflow. Being the editor of the yearbook and photographer for the school demonstrates my good work ethic. Being diligent about getting projects done before deadlines only prove my candidacy for this scholarship.

I am white female and raised in the early 80’s, I went to Longwood High school and as most of us know it’s a very diverse school district. A lot of the teenager’s romantic relationship were interracial and it was pretty much expected. Other students wouldn’t think much of it because it was so common. The older generations (grandparent and parents) disliked the whole interracial couple thing because they are stuck in living the old school lifestyle which whites and blacks date/marry their own ethical race. For the most part our society is still stuck in this mind frame to this day. I remember when I would date a guy that wasn’t the same race as me, I would have to hide the relationship from my parents and if he was to ever come around my parents’

Beep, beep, beep, beep, bee- “Ugh,” I groaned. It was Wednesday morning and I had a big math final today. I got up out of bed and went to go open my white curtains, that hung low to my floor. The sun welcomed my face with a warm, bright embrace. Trying to avoid stepping over my school books and clothes, which are currently sunbathing on my dark hardwood floor, I went to go check my phone in bed. I saw nothing unusual, a bunch of Snapchat notifications, couple texts from my boyfriend, messages from my friends, some pictures that I was tagged in; the usual. After looking through and answering them I checked the time, 6:04 am, then went to go get ready for school, of course, with some music. After getting dressed, doing my makeup, and freshening up, I grabbed my keys and my ID then headed to the bus stop.

Many different leadership positions are available at Gladbrook-Reinbeck High School, giving students a wonderful opportunity to get involved in something they enjoy. There are even various places to take internships, including outside and inside of the school district. I’ve taken part in a few of these wonderful opportunities, including becoming a leader in choir, managing boy’s track, and being a teacher’s assistant through an internship at my high school.

“Are you sure you have everything?” my mom asked one last time. I smiled and nodded yes for the fifth time. My mom, dad, and half-asleep little sister walked with me out of the small conference room along with other sad, but proud families. This was the last time I would see my family this summer for I was participating in the UCLA High School Summer Research Program (HSSRP). My dad looked at me and grinned. He held his hand out and we fist bumped. “Good Luck,” he said in a calm tone. After saying bye to my mom once more, we went our separate ways and my new challenge had begun.

I am 17 years old and a senior this year at Cary-Grove High School. I live in Cary and have lived here all my life. School is a very important aspect of my life and I continue to challenge myself every day in order to give myself a chance at receiving a quality education. Some of my favorite hobbies include listening to music on Spotify and watching some of my favorite movies. When I am not listening to music of watching movies, I am most likely at some extracurricular activity. One of my biggest interest is music, so I am heavily involved with the Cary-Grove Trojan Marching Band. Along with being in the marching band, I am also in the Wind Symphony at Cary-Grove. One other hobby I have that I believe is very unique is going to cruise

I always eat breakfast at school and lunch when I come home my mother will cook supper for me.,Then i go on Skype and get in Skype calls with my friends after that I take a bath and go to bed.,When I get up at 5:15 it the time I get up once I get to school I socialize with my friends.

I joined Poudre High School’s Service Club as a sophomore, after my history teacher made a plea to my class to help sustain the flagging organization. My previous service experience had been limited to Girl Scouts and the occasional charity run, and I was excited to be a part of group that would help me expand my volunteering horizons. At my first meeting, I remember being disappointed: only seven or eight people were there, and the leadership (all seniors) seemed vaguely apathetic. Nevertheless, I kept going all through that year, mostly because I had made fast friends with the two other sophomore members. When the end of that year rolled around, we held elections for next year’s leadership positions. Heart pounding (I had never been a candidate

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.

Extra-Curricular Activities: I am involved in FFA year-round where I am the reporter in my Chapter. I was involved in football cheerleading in the fall and I am also involved in the Chelan high school track team as a discus and shotput thrower.

I couldn’t stand up. My legs felt as if they didn’t work and I could barely breath. This was the greatest feeling I’ve ever experienced. I knew I had just gotten my first high school swimming gold medal. I looked over at the scoreboard to confirm my realization. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I found Central York on the scoreboard and saw the number two next to it. I was in complete shock, we had lost by a hundredth of a second.