All of these questions were going back and forth all morning long. After I finally relaxed and decided to get ready, I felt an overwhelming presence of nervousness wash over me. The thought finally struck me like a lightning bolt that I am a senior in high school. I didn’t know what I was going to do. This was it, my last year of being able to enjoy childhood before I went off and had to be an adult.
This quote reflects one of the important ideas that I have learned in this class. In the past, I typically thought of happiness as only an emotion. I never thought of how essential happiness would be to live an excellent life, let alone my health. However, as I continued to attend this class, I realized how important happiness was. I am sure plenty of you all have felt this, having to wake up early in the morning to trek to school to at 7:00 AM for a seemingly useless class.
She said we would have to present alone. I had already completed the essay and the poster, but those days leading up to the presentation were full of dread for me. The hours leading to the presentation were extremely unpleasant. However minutes before the presentation I realized that somehow I was going to push through seemingly due to the fact that I was determined to excel in education and beyond
When I became old enough for school, my parents decided to sign me in a school called : Ibn Khaldoon? All I knew about that school is that most of my cousins went to that school. So, I was really excited and had big expectations. However, the first day of school was enough to break all of my expectations. Let me tell you what happened, As soon as I arrived, I went looking or my cousins, and I saw them playing in the playground so I joined them.
I couldn’t stop thinking about what happens if I would have gotten lost or having to meet all the new people that would be coming to lincoln from all the other elementary 's. “What happens if go to the wrong class? What happens if the new students aren’t as nice?” I would always ask my mom. She would say back to me, “Everything is going to be okay. You will make new friends and have a fun time at your new school.” The first day of fifth grade came around and there were a million butterflies in my stomach.
I used to think that going to high school would be scary, but with all my friends and everything that my teachers have taught me, all I feel now is excited. I want it to be the first day of 9th grade fast, I want to start High School. I know that my friends would be here when I need them as well as teachers willing to help me. So it 's time today to end the second part of our education and enter the third. It 's time to leave behind the middle school facility, say goodbye to the U14 teams and be introduced to JV, and most of all, time to go from the middle school community that we 're familiar with, that we love, and that we are in charge of, and go upstairs to the bigger, busier, and honestly, scarier high school, where we will all be 9th graders.
I was excited for the events of this week because what could go wrong?... Ready to start my week off great, I get to school and realise the schedule is different and I have to go to second period history instead of my first period class peer counseling. Peer counseling was my favorite class so I was bummed when I found out that I didn 't have it that day. I arrive to History when Mr. Bryant announces, “ok class, take out a sheet of paper and your Scantron.” Confused of why we needed a Scantron, I slowly pulled it out of my bag and looked up at the board. In big letters I read “Unit 8 Test: Civil War.” Thoughts swarmed my brain like a bomb about to explode.
I was sent to a private tutor every day after school, and also on Saturdays. After I wrote (Secondary Entrance Assessment) Examination and received my results, I was overjoyed, because I had passed for the school of my first choice. I did not know what to think of Ms Williams who never encouraged me to do better but instead underestimated my capabilities. I had succeeded and that’s what mattered to me. I did exactly what she said I could not have done.
“You will always be my best friend,” words that seem so unbreakable at the time. Middle of my freshman year, and I sit in history, right next to my so-called “best friend” not saying a word. People always say that your friends in high school change, but I certainly did not think that would come true my freshman year. Everything happened so suddenly, one week we were hanging out, and the next, we were trying to avoid eye contact in the hallway. I understand that friends fight, and we have fought several times, but this one had a different vibe to it, I could tell things were changing.
Period of class 2 which are extremely busy. The flurry began when I had to fight to become the Chairman of the STUDENT BODY even though I am a women and non-Muslims. But I remain confident. To become the Chairman of the STUDENT we make vision 's mission is to advance the school especially in its organization. Also we should be berorasi to classes so that school communities know the would-be leaders of organizations at the school.