In my life, there have many instances where I have been forced to adapt to different cultures, but the biggest culture shock by far was switching from Catholic school to public school. It could not have been any more different. The size, the people, the town, the curriculum – everything was different. It was such a different environment from what I was used to, but I soon grew to love it.
My pulse suddenly dropped as soon as my parents told me the big news. For a little girl to transition after moving to a different country can be very difficult, especially when you are completely unknown to the language. Although it might seem like a necessity for an individual to fit in, it’s not; do not be afraid to be yourself.
Junior year was a bit challenging for me. It was not challenging because of the work, but I joined a career program. I had to keep up with both of my schools. For me to be successful with so many things going on, I had to stay organized and think ahead. My success was that I kept all my grades above a C+. Throughout my whole high school years, I had someone to motivate me. I wanted better for myself. I knew If I did the right things, good things would come to me. I like the finer things in life and I plan to have them. I go to school and work to have a better future.
As a freshman the transition was some what difficult for me. These are somethings I think would be good to new for the middle schoolers that are tranistioning into highschool. First keep organized. I can 't stress that enough because if you don 't you will lose things really easy and become a real mess. Another thing is a personal opinion but I don 't think that going to your locker every passing period is a good idea. I think the lockers should mostly be used for before and after school things or in case of emerngcy stuff. I rather use a backpack with everything I need for my courses and then keep coats, gloves, makeup remover, and ect in my locker. Lastly you will find who your true friends are in highschool so a tip is stay away from the
When I was 14 I had to move to San Clemente, California. I had already recently moved temporarily to Texas while a house was made ready for us on the military base. “The house is ready!” my mother had said excitedly, after being on the phone for a few minutes. “It’s time to go back?” I had asked. She had said yes then left the room. I then had to move from Texas back to California with my mom, sister, brother, and pets. Once we arrived it was quite an adjustment, I gained an injury, a new academic program, and added responsibilities at home. I guess it didn’t have to be so hard, the move, but it was quite a difficult experience.
I was rounding the base, running to third I could hear my mom and mina (grandma) yelling “run maddison, run”. In that moment I knew my love for softball would take off. I was about 4 or 5 years old, on a T-ball team named after the major league baseball team the Red Sox. I had games every Saturday that my mom, sister (Cassidy) and Mina would some to while my dad worked most of the time. I continued to play T-ball throughout the years than eventually moved to the level of softball. I learned to absolutely love the sport and learned how to play well with others and work as a team and in a quick moving and fast pace environment.
When I was in elementary school I wasn’t the brightest kid. In fact, I always got B’s, C’s, and sometimes a D at school. Despite getting that score, my parents rarely got mad at me. As a kid, I would always wondered why my parents never care about it, and a lot of time I would think to myself that none of my parents is actually care about me. Going home from school, I got jealous of my friends that got picked up by their parents. My friends’ parents would always tutor their kids the school materials after school, except for my parents. I never accept that my parents are too busy working, but actually they worked from morning until late at night. I rarely got to spend time with them, my grandmother is the one who took care of me most of the time and that’s why I feel so grateful towards her all the time..
Last year I moved from Guttenberg to Manchester, which moved me from Clayton Ridge to West Delaware High School. The whole move was a speedy process. Before we moved I only knew 3 people that attended West Delaware and out of those people, none of them are my age. I was upset with my parents for putting me in the position of leaving all my friends that I had finally gotten used to, to move somewhere where I didn’t know anybody. A rush of emotions were coming onto me; fear of losing friends, anger and resentment towards my family for not telling me until they had already bought the house, but also excitement because I would be starting all over again and meeting new people.
I am Esteban Rogelio Reyes, and I’m in the ninth grade. About a few weeks ago you came and visited Rancho Mirage High School and gave us copies of your book, Autodidactic. That book really changed what I think about education, learning and taking responsibility into my own hands. After reading your book, I thought about who I am, my struggles and my accomplishments. I think one of the very few accomplishments I’ve made in my life include getting a perfect score of 600 on the California State Test in English or Math (I can’t remember) in fifth grade. Another accomplishment would be in band, when me and my fellow colleagues in the Wind Ensemble at James Workman Middle School performed at the SCSBOA (California School Band & Orchestration Association)
So much has happened to me in my 14 years of living! I’ve changed schools twice, made the Rocky Mountain Ballroom team, and met my best friends ever in the 2nd grade. So much more has happened in my life but these are some of the best things! All of these have helped me get through thick and thin.
I moved to Iowa Falls, Iowa when I was in sixth grade. This had a big impact on my life. I was really nervous and scared. I didn’t want to move at all. I was really angry. I didn’t want to leave my friends or teachers. I loved my school. I have moved a lot in my life, so I didn’t want to move again.
Joseph Campbell, who studied in ancient mythology, created the theory that every story is based on one cycle. Joseph Campbell’s Hero’s Journey shows all of the stages in a storyline I could and most likely will go through. All things that I could experience will fit into one of the stages. My life as a whole will experience most, if not all of these steps and would repeat different parts multiple times. This is why even one small part of my life could be categorized in Joseph Campbell 's Hero 's Journey. I am on my own journey, or you could say my own “Hero’s Journey.” My life imitates Joseph Campbell’s Hero 's Journey very well because I 've had to step out of my ordinary world, I 've been called to “adventure” and “refused the call”, and most certainly I have had some rewards and I 'm still on the “road back.”
Have you ever felt uncomfortable, nervous, and confused ? These are all the things I felt moving to a new school. I had no idea if I would gain friends or if anyone would like me. Maybe if I had a tour around the new school before my first day I would have not been so disorientated. Going from a one story school to a two story school was hard, having to look down every five seconds to make sure I was on the right hall, or if I was suppose to be upstairs or downstairs. Bumping into people while looking down and asking multiple people for direction even though I was shy. Giving five minutes after each class to get to the other, walking into a classroom on my first day people staring and observing. Moving to a different town is not about the new house, it is about adapting to a new environment.
In the duration of my middle school years, I maintained excellent grades, except I had just one issue that held me back from a satisfying life. That issue was the fact that friends came very hard to me in my middle school years. Before my struggles at my middle school, Trafton, I had a very productive social life in the Elementary school I attended, Roberts Elementary. Here, it was very easy to make friends and have a great social life, since no hard work was required as a kid. Middle school, however, was a great challenge for me.
In fourth grade, the teacher that was assigned to us was one of the strict teachers that were in that school and I think that was too much for a student in fourth grade. In the first day of school, I realized I was with some of my friends in my class