I filled out the application to get accepted and the same day I got called for an interview. Once I got past the interview, I had to go on campus and take a test to make sure I was going to be able to handle college classes and this program. After going through all this, I received a packet in the mail letting me know I got accepted. While all my friends were upset I was leaving and claimed that I was "missing out on the high school experience" I knew that going to Middle College would only lead me closer to success. I started my first day at Middle College and I knew no one.
Good morning students and teachers. I honestly can't believe I've made it through my last year of schooling here at Southern Cross. Throughout my senior English studies, I have realised that individuality is something that is unfortunately lost amongst the trends and expectations of a developing society. Especially in regards to adolescents, I believe that it can be incredibly difficult to maintain a sense of independence and uniqueness in a society where everyone is expected to conform to the majority. Over the last two years, texts such as “The Kite Runner”, Shakespeare's “Othello”, Robert Frost's “Into My Own”, and the film “The Breakfast Club” have definitely inspired me to be myself and to stay true my own beliefs.
Once I switched schools, I quickly fell behind. I missed my friends from my old school, and didn't make many friends at my new school. I struggled with the new skills we were learning and I had a hard time focusing in class. I couldn’t start and finish a book.
Then, when I was in sixth grade, I was eligible to be in Student Council, but I was new at the school and very shy. Anyways, I was going to wait until next year, but my mom pushed me and she told me that I should give it a try. Then I ran for Spirit Commissioner and everything was new for me. I had to learn how the procedures work. First, we had t get at least twenty signatures from the school that are going to vote for me.
Boy, was I surprised when I walked in and there was a new teacher, Mrs. Padilla. This is when the “Road of Trials” began. From the very first day she had stressed about the importance of the AP test. She gave us all of the AP rubrics, a sheet of transition words to use in our writing pieces, and she even showed us the agenda she had planned out for the rest of the year. As the year went on, I got accustomed to her teaching style
I managed to grasp the basic concepts of learning in grammar school only to succumb to the same people and pressures in high school. I achieved honor roll status in my freshman year of high school. Regardless, I fell off track puberty, peer pressure, and hardheadedness were my worst enemy. I conclude, moving out of my first foster home where I stayed for 13 years would satisfy my curiosities and mysteries of the street.
As a student in high school, life was dramatic and challenging. I was not ready to face huge changes during my freshmen year, and I often thought life was as easy as breezing through a straight tunnel. Then, I started seeing many gifted and talented students struggle and fall behind in high school, and I feared that I would be the next victim in line. Gradually, I learned step by step to grow and adjust to the changing environment, like a metamorphosis from a caterpillar to a butterfly. I became more determined to earn success in academics and athletics; most importantly, I found out who I am: a small girl with a big heart to change the world.
The first few weeks of school were great. I had stupendous grades, and I was flourishing in all of my classes. But after a while, I stared to skip school with my friends, because we thought classes were dull. Since I had an IEP school didn’t matter to me because as long as I reached the academic goal I’d be fine.
Many kids and teenagers are afraid to go to school and afraid of getting harassed by their peers. The person being bullied may experience depression, social anxiety, sleeping problems, loss of interest in activities they used to like, and eating. The psychological effects for the bullied include suicidal thoughts and behaviors. There are three things parents and schools could do to cut down being bullied; keep an eye on your child’s social media networks,
Throughout my educational years, I noticed a pattern. Every year the teachers would warn us about the upcoming year, and how they are preparing us for higher education. In elementary school, the teachers got us ready for middle school. In middle school, the teachers got us ready for high school. When I finally got to high school, naturally, I was nervous the first week.
Me and my mom had to go to kealakehe school to see what I need for me to get in this class and they told me that I needed a state ID. I went to the DMV and I got my ID they I was registered for the GED. After waiting for couple weeks I have to take a test for math and readying to see what class I 'm supposed to be in because there was different level of classes. But as I was euphoric of doing what I can do to get my GED I was most likely over getting that GED because the person that had my case had no chance of answering my phone calls an I wasn 't moving anywhere with my education
As a student of Bronx Community College, I was so excited when I first entered campus. At the same time, I was frightened since the school system in the United States was different from my country Ghana. The term began and I started classes. There the problems started, I did not hear what both the lectures and the students were saying. Everything was like a foreign language to me, and neither do they understand me when I speak.
I thought right as the bell to go home rang. Once I got home, I dozed off, and I didn’t care to wake up until the next morning. When I woke up in the morning, I had my breakfast, packed up for today, chose the nicest outfit I could find [hey, If I’m about to win an award, why not look nice?] and went to school. I ended up winning the student of the year award. I wished I could of thanked Stevie, but he was probably sad about the whippings he’s going to get once he gets home.
I had never thought that being accepted would actually happen, and I had a suspicion that the school was not real. A month later, I went to build furniture and receive a tour of the school. Just recently, I started getting into my routine of waking up early and having my week almost full of after-school activities. I find it strange and oddly renewing after going to bed at ten and waking up at nine every day. I don’t know what to expect at school this year, but I hope that it won’t have too much of an impact on me.