I sounded the bell and went to math classes I love maths there we had the religion classes we discussed with the miss about serious faults in school. From there I went to the recess with my friend nicole and paoleth and I was very fun of hay we went to English classes I liked it a lot because we were doing an activity with transport ways from there I went to rehearse the dance of the olympics was very difficult. From there I went to the espressos I was very tired, I slept all the way until I got to the house when I left, to the house and I bathe like every day of hay I went to eat today I ate rice, chicken and mature it was delicious Hay I started to do homework when I finished I went to the store with my mother when I came back I had to practice. I finished my volleyball practice and that was my day...see you later
My mom and I spent the day figuring out where the dining hall was and things like that. My classes started on the next day and I could hardly wait, even though tomorrow was the day that my mom headed back to Sheridan without me. I tried to soak her up as much as I could, because the next time that I would see her would be during Thanksgiving break. That seemed like such a long time. I was hoping that I would have so much fun that I wouldn’t have time to become homesick.
My journey started freshman year, when I went to Perrysburg High School. The first day I went to that big building I was a bit intimidated. Finding all of my classes and new people everywhere convinced me that I was such a small person. At the midway point of my day, I arrived at lunch. A couple people sitting at a table in the center of the room were talking about video games.
It was early in the morning, and my stomach was acting up. I used to fake and pretend like I wasn’t feeling good so I could stay home. But this time it was real. So I called my mom to ask if it was ok to walk home, she said no. She told me to try to make it to lunch, and that I was probably just hungry.
This is a personal essay, so I’m going to make this very deep and personal. I may run on a bit, but I’ll do my best. Some content may be unfit for a younger audience, viewer discretion is advised. My full name is Korbin Allen Plessner. Up until the end of eighth grade I thought I knew what happiness was, it was going to school each day to see the few friends that I had, staying up all night on weekends and seeing the sunrise in the morning then being asked by your mom “why are you up so early?” and saying you didn’t sleep.Playing video games at your friends house even though you were supposed to be studying.
People could only imagine knowing Miss Soar on a personal level, yet here I was about to spend a full two weeks by her side in a classroom. Although I knew of Miss Soar, we never had a conversation, but that would soon change. Sitting at my study writing a shopping list my mother had asked for when I heard the doorbell ring followed by a brief conversation. It was Miss Soar! At dinner later that night my mother broke the new, “Honey, Miss Soar has requested your help at her camp this summer.” she said.
My lil’ sis’ and I planned on going outside in the snow all week, but apparently my parents had other plans. When I arrived in the kitchen I saw I was the last to arrive as my sister had beaten me down the stairs, and the three were sitting at the table waiting for me. “We wanted to talk to you guys about what we're doing over break”, my father explained, “your
I didn't pay much attention to what she was telling me about how amazing he was or how she was describing him all I don't recall anything except her smile on her face.My weakness always been my sisters so i thoight if anyone could make my sister smile shine like that then that person most be great for her. She always used to come home happy after going on dates with him you know like going to the movies go for dinner,lunch, or just stay in the car type of dates. After a couple months of her being in that relationship she started coming home crying I would say almost everyday. Locked herself in the room and call me on the phone so I could go and just hug her. Asking me what is she doing wrong but my response most of the time was “ you're doing too much, you're too much of a woman and not everybody can handle that.” She made me always promised to not tell my mom about it day by day to keep my promised but from every tear that came out her
Him choosing my favourite restaurant for the date was a pretty clear indication that we were a good match. Though I was excited, I was worried and agitated at the same time. I felt like a thirteen-year-old going to the cinema with her crush. I was home already by three in the afternoon getting ready, even though the date was at seven in the evening. The scars from my plastic surgeries had healed recently, so I could finally put make up on and wear exposing clothes.
On April 10th, 2017, I volunteered to be a teacher aide for my teacher from 11:30 am-2:30pm, which was three hours long. At first, I did want to be aide for another teacher, but due to my lack of time management and inconsistent stress levels, I asked my cooperating teacher if I can be an aide for her classroom. Mrs. Phipps’ students were in lunch, when I first arrived to the classroom. After I walked into the classroom, she told me today we will only work with two students, Student D. and Student J, which the rest of the students were out school sick and a few students are hospitalized. For the first half hour, Mrs. Phipps was quickly discussed today’s agenda: math subtraction, CNN, Civil War books, SEL activity, and art class.