The learning curve was hard, and I didn’t make the cut for Freshman Region. This really made me feel down, as just the year before, I was the 2nd overall chair in my class. For a few weeks, my confidence really wavered; However, with the encouragement of some upperclassmen, I eventually decided to move on to the next thing. All-Region, the real deal was only a month away. By using my failure as motivation, I discovered a work-ethic I never knew I had, practicing more than I had before.
I would take more risk in life because I would pushed my self harder or maybe do something I wouldn 't normally do. The high school experience influence me to work with special Ed kids or work with kids as I get older. It showed me that no matter what your disability you can make your dreams come true if you work hard at school and graduate from high school because if you graduate you 're already a step ahead of everyone who dropped out of high school. The humorous incident that happen to me this high school year was that I was walking to first period, I was very tired I only had 5hrs of sleep the night before I thought the door was open so I went to open it and I tryed to open it and it was locked so pull so hard that when I let ago fell on butt. At the time I did not thought it was open it actually hurt but now I looked back it was very funny.
I was terrified to go because I didn’t know a lot about lifting with all of the guys and I didn’t lift a whole lot in Jr. high. So that means I wasn’t very strong, which I was also scared of because I thought people would make fun of me. I ended up going on some of the Mondays and Fridays, but looking back now, I regret it so much because all of that would’ve made me so much better right away coming into high school. But I didn’t, so I just had to keep pushing. Let’s get into the regular season now.
It all began, my last semester as a community college student, I was very anxious to start my last classes and finally be able to graduate. I remember waking up the first day of class and feeling my emotions rush all over the place, as I began my last couple of months at Porterville Community College. being really excited to take the last classes before graduating, but like always I left the toughest subject for last. I’ve never considered myself a good writer and this class made me remember that everyday. This class was English 101A with professor Stern, he is a very tall man with a big beard, and he has the type of personality that intimidates you right away.
Coming into the seventh grade I had no clue how it was going to be because my elementary didn 't prepare us, but I knew that it was a new chapter in my life and there was going to be a lot of challenges and hard decisions. This school year isn 't over yet but the seven months that I have been in the seventh grade I learned that nothing is more important than finishing your homework and getting all your assignments in. I also learned to never wait until the last second to do assignments. Seventh grade has been a great experience and a big challenge but I 'm glad I got to finish the year strong and confident. My first year at Sam Brannan has changed me into a very confident and athletic person.
I was feeling a lot of different emotions before practice even started. I was tired from not getting enough sleep to having to go through this at least 1 more year. I was nervous that I would have to teach the freshman on how we do things in marching band. I was excited for the new show and that I was finally a senior. What made me even more nervous is the fact that I was 1 of 2 seniors for the flutes.
We had known each other for about a year but that was a lot so we continued to go from there at last we got on to high school but in my sophomore year, It was like I was living a nightmare With great terror, I screamed for help but no one was there it felt as if I was paralyzed in a lone dark room with no sigh of light what so ever. Time was running out with no way out, I was slowly suffocating. But when I woke up and went to school I wanted to never come back. I wanted a time machine to go back to see what I had done wrong. Why did it have to be on the day of my birthday?
While at Nashoba, I have only had a few classes that have caused so much distress as my freshman World History class. I left eighth grade with a huge ego in history, but that was middle school and Mr. Sakellarion’s class was a whole new ballpark. Looking back, I should have dropped to accelerated and gotten an easy a, but my pride and love for that class got the better of me, and my grade. For those of you who were wise enough to stick with accelerated, Mr. Sakellarion’s tests and quizzes caused severe anxiety, breakdowns and stress from most of his students, however the day to day classes made that stress worthwhile. From the first test up until the final I struggled in that class, scraping by with mostly C’s and the rare and glorified B
I have never lived in a place for more than two years (I have lived in nine different states), and the lack of stability has made developing close friendships impossible. I think that going to college would help me make close friends, which is something I have never gotten to experience. I am also extremely excited to be able to follow a curriculum and courses all the way through. Switching high schools all of the time meant switching curriculum, and having to learn new things at each school that did not build on what I previously had learned. I had to do a lot of catching up each time we moved, and it will be nice to not have to do that anymore.
Moving, Starting a New Life. I was ten years old in fifth grade and my parents’ said “we 're moving to Idaho son”. I was depressed I knew I would lose my friends and my school. This was on my parents minds for a while, but I never thought they were serious. One day after the other we were packing, I never even told my friends.
Schools shouldn’t adopt a year-long calendar because the numerous breaks will disrupt student’s learning and planning family trips during the summer time will become a challenge. To begin with, the numerous days off during the school year will unsettle kids’ focus and behavior. In the article “Summer: 15 days or 2 ½ Months?” the author states, “Most year-round schools schedules use the 45-15 method: 45 days of school followed by 15 days off. Because
When I first started Unity high school I was nervous high school was going to be rough and hard to make friends but I 've been enjoying high school so far in freshman year. The biggest fear for me in high school was that there were going to be little bit of people to hang out with. This freshman year I have not joined any clubs but sophomore year I would consider joining clubs. This freshman year I don 't think I 've changed much from middle school but I have learned many things this year. When I had my first day at Unity High School I had a feeling that It was going to be rough for me and it would be hard to learn things but so far it 's been going well nothing has really changed from eighth grade.
It was hard for me to do that for the first two months I would be missing lots of class due to all the soccer games we would travel to and not having lots of spare time for me to do homework since we would practice every day and that would take lots of time out of my day. Also my GPA is something I should have kept up with more I learned that it is better off to start off as a freshman with a high GPA and maintain it than to try to bring up a low GPA. Once I add more classes to my GPA average it will either go up or down in small increments. So it is better if I end first semester with a high GPA. Finally, I had to know when to say NO.
Football now is very different than it was when I was a kid. In highschool, it is not all fun and games, it is business. I work my butt off all year. In the off season I worked out almost every day, and during the season I push myself as hard as I can in practice to become better. To be honest, it can suck and I felt like quitting after my sophomore year, but I reminded myself how much it meant to me.
When school ended in June of 2015 I wanted to continue on to my senior with the rest of my classmates. I wanted to move on like nothing had happened but I knew deep in my heart that I was not prepared for my senior year. For a good time after the decision to repeat my junior year, I looked at it as a failure. I hold myself to high standards and I could I not believe that I would have this “blemish” on my record. I was angry at myself for even being depressed in the first place and I felt like I had failed the basic requirements of being a human being.