Woohoo! I’m going to Minnesota for the first time! I can’t believe I got good enough grades to go. Despite it being 5 in the morning on a summer day, I’m so excited nonetheless! Kinda wish they had planned to meet up at the college at a later time but I guess I can’t control how long the trip is!
“Look at that! The bus has TVs!” a classmate shouted from the back, “that’s so cool!”
It was cool, the bus was packed basically with a lot of teenagers who were tired but most likely hyped up on energy drinks. Upward Bound, a program that helps you get a first-hand college experience, really did go to the top with this trip. I hope this trip goes well so my hard work wasn’t for nothing though! The staff is still outside talking and putting up bags in the bus’s storage, while that was happening most of the kids had brought blankets and pillows to use to sleep with on the trip up and were trying to get comfortable. I wish I brought mine, I hadn’t even thought of it! I was worried about snacks and drinks on the way there, at least I have my jacket.
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He ended up taking roll and telling us to be on our best behavior, turns out only one kid didn’t show up, probably overslept so I wouldn’t blame them. I thought I would’ve gotten lucky having a seat to myself but ended up getting stuck with another student, there goes my leg room. At least they weren’t one of the overly talkative ones because I am horrible at conversations. Everything was ready and we headed off to Minnesota, finally! One of the other resident assistants got up with a crate of snacks so people who didn’t have breakfast could eat and not go hungry, it was basically a seven hour drive
The lunch bell rang loudly in my ear as I packed up my materials from math class. As soon as Mrs. Millie released our class, I raced everyone else in our grade to my locker so I wouldn’t have to wait in the back. I quickly entered the combination into my lock, snatched my lunch box from the top shelf and met up with Whitney by the cafeteria doors to get a good table that wasn’t in the back corner where we normally sat. “So, how have you been since...
Because I am not from Alabama, I knew that this program was going to be an excellent way to get involved and meet people in a smaller setting before classes start – but I never expected the impact that the people I met this week would have had on me. Whether it was the amazing student leaders or the freshman in my project group at Taylorville, I met some of the most genuine people in my life and they really helped to solidify my view of this school and made me feel like I belong here, like I’m home. It wasn’t just the fact that we spent a majority of this past week together that made us connect, but it was our drive to
Texas Giant Chaos I woke up feeling terrified that day, just the thought of riding on a roller coaster and the possibility of flying off made me shiver in fear. It would be my first time ever going to Six Flags, and knowing all of the 8th graders were going, I wouldn’t dare miss it for the world. Although my classmates would say that I looked quite thrilled about it, truth be told, inside I was screaming for help. Once we entered the premises I knew I had to figure out a plan: do not end up sitting in one of those crazy wild amusement park attractions.
The transition from middle school to high school is what shaped me the most and this adjustment has changed me in both good and bad ways. As a freshman, I enrolled in a private school, called Bridgemont High School. It was a very small school and did not have the same help as the public schools offered. I didn 't have an ELD class and classes providing extra help were limited. Eld means einglish language development, these classes are classes to help develop your english speaking skills even though i can speak english i had poor grammar.
I was afraid I would be alone on campus, struggling to meet friends as an out-of-state student who knew not a single person at the university. However, things are completely different than that. I actually know so many people now that I have not had the time to arrange plans to meet up with all of them before classes start. I also feel more prepared for college life because of all the helpful advice we were given throughout our trip.
One day I will never forget is the first day I came to Job Corps. It felt unreal! Just thinking about really leaving the city and going to school; the people, food, rooms everything was on my mind. I was already prepared for the day and actually I was anxious to leave and start school.
Candy wrappers were in the floor, old water bottles still in the cupholders, and jackets, basketballs, and bags piled in the back. It didn’t matter though because we were about to have the time of our lives. The first hour was boring as always. It was boring mostly because there was no new roads to drive or sights to see. It was along first hour, too.
It was just a regular Thursday at Nain High School, or so I thought. It started with everyone getting ready for the football game. Makayla was warming up her drum solo thing, Samantha was warming up her section of the band, we cheerleaders were stretching, and the football players were running. Our school isn’t big enough to do anything fancy, like big competitions or any crazy halftime shows, but we do have a some charter buses. Our charter buses are usually white, with red stripes across the whole bus.
The bus became stuffy, everyone complained about the smell of the bathroom, all of us were grumpy from it being so early in the morning, and everyone wanted to get up and walk around. About an hour or two had passed when we were given the breakfast our sponsors’ provided. Another hour passed before our band teacher told us they cancelled the bus from Branson. Instead, there was a bus coming from Dallas, Texas. That bus was only going projected to take three hours to get to us.
My second rewarding school experience was in high school senior year. I chose my senior experience because I had to fix what I had done my earlier years of high school. I had to retake some classes and sacrifice my time and my teacher 's were willing to do the same to get me to pass. My teacher 's noticed my main struggles were in math and English and we made a plan of success to help me get on the path to graduate. This year is important because of two reasons reason one was it was my senior year and the second reason was that my school was closing down and there wasn 't going to be any summer courses to take to make up the classes.
Making It Through High School While Becoming A Young Adult High school is a crazy place for most because everyone is not going to be popular, very athletic, or the smartest person in the classroom. Also regardless of how it looks outside looking in everyone will have a hard time in high school whether it 's an athlete trying to keep his or her grades up so they can play in the next game. Also, if it 's one of the smarter non athletic kids not making one of the sports teams because lack of athletic ability and the coach has his or her picks. Well, my first piece of advice is you can 't let everything people say get to you by being very stoic about situations.
"Did you start yet? " I mumbled through a numbed mouth filled with medical tools. The doctor chuckled and replied, "I am actually almost done. " My mouth felt swollen and bubbly and I could not see his work at all.
I didn 't want to talk to anyone or see anything on this dreadful 13 hour long trip. We got situated in our apartment in bullhead city AZ. I would also attend my next high school called Mohave High School in a couple days. Not excited I got up in the morning for my first day of school. Bullhead city is small and hot.
The summer of 2014 was probably one of the toughest time for me and my family. My older sister, Tatiana, had just graduated high school. She had decided to attend Salisbury University, and wanted to join the Army Reserves. These plans were the complete opposites of what my mother wanted her to do. My mother wanted her to go to Montgomery College, not go into the Army, and keep her in her nest.
I check my watch as I race to catch my first ever Austin Metro bus home. My metro bus ride to school in the morning proved disastrous. Taking the southbound rather than the northbound bus had left me confused while waiting for the return bus and embarrassed while explaining the reason for my late arrival to school. It 's 4:33. Oh man.