The New School Essays

Narrative News Story; Draft 2 The Bell rang and the students at SMS were abuzz with excitement. The new school year had just begun and all of the Eighth Graders were awaiting the privileges of being the oldest group of students in the school. The envious sixth and seventh graders looked on in envy as the eighth graders opened their full sized lockers. The moment any sixth grader comes into the school on the first day they can't wait to be in eighth grade. But for all students, regardless of grade

I first visited New York City when I was 13 years old and I fell in love with the city. I was hypnotized by how vibrant the city was, teeming with life and culture. As I grew older I began to wonder what college life would be like in the Big Apple, and I started to look at schools. When I first discovered The New School I enjoyed that it was different and unconventional compared to other universities and I was instantly drawn in. I am fascinated by the uniqueness of The New School. I love the combination

The first time I had ever heard of The New School, it was listed in a choice for enrichments to learn about what it stood for. I was a junior and even thinking about college felt like too much stress that my brain could not handle. So I didn’t go. But I researched. For some unknown reason, the name stuck with me. The description of The New School fueled my ideas of going into the liberal arts even though my parents always “joked” that I should be a doctor or a lawyer. My dad always tells me that

Entering the third grade brought on new challenging obstacles that I had to face. It was a new beginning of school learning as I now had to take the standardized test and to start a whole new program I spent my entire second grade preparing for. I was selected to be in the Gifted and Talented program at my district. This meant new kids from all over the district would be coming together and participating in the same class. At first I thought to myself that this was going to be a simple class just

enough I needed to speak up sooner or later in school. Once I entered a whole new school I had to change. It was an easy ride the whole way until now. Breezing through class has always been in my mindset. Teachers talked and talked, it felt too slow for me so I jumped ahead. It was a clear mistake. Classes were too slow for me, I felt as if I did not even need to try. Spanish was a bore and was more to me as a slack off day whenever Mrs. R introduced a new lesson with the loud colors of her dress. To

After approximately 6 years of being in a small private school, it was time to go to a new school and new district. There were only about 100 students in my previous elementary school. It was a little difficult when I had to go to a new school when I didn’t know anyone. I was unhappy I had to leave the school I grew up in, but happy that I was moving on to a new chapter in life, and growing up. The day I went to the 6th grade orientation, I was really anxious. When I got there, there were a lot of

Can you imagine going to a new school and feel like you don’t belong there? I know a lot of people moved to United States without knowing English but I felt like I was the only girl in my new school who didn’t speak the language, it’s hard to get used to a school when you don’t comprehend what people surround you are saying. I was 10 years old in 5th grade feeling like I did not belong here. It feels horrible to leave everything you did for 10 years, your family, friends and everything you had. When

Reading Richard F. Elmore’s article on “Building a New Structure for School Leadership” has provoked many thoughts I have about our modern era in education, the Standards-Based ERA. In order to better explain what impressions this article made on me, I will be answering the following four questions: 1. How relevant is this article to today? 2. What do I agree with in this article? 3. What do I disagree with in this article? 4. How do I see the ideas presented in the reading in my current educational

principal. Many of my “ah ha moments” came in the form of connecting the puzzle pieces and seeing the decisions and actions through the new lense as a leader. The Virtues of Leadership article confirms student and teachers’ need to make sense of where they belong in the cultural framework of a school system (Sergiovanni, T. J., 2005). I always knew York Suburban School District has models of excellence throughout entire staffs, faculties and administrators. I knew I was in the presence of excellence

As I began to research schools segregation, I began to wonder: Why is segregation still occurring in New Orleans schools? According to my research, most New Orleans schools are still segregated. What’s more, segregation has many negative consequences for students 82% of New Orleans schools are segregated by race. When the U.S Supreme Court ruled that racially segregated public schools were unconstitutional. In New Orleans schools, segregation is still occurring. Due to the outlawed racially

Just shortly after 2:30pm on a Thursday, Heather and I pulled into the parking lot at the new Middle School and caught up with the rest of our English Comp class. I am dumbfounded by how this new Middle School has turned out. I was thirsting for knowledge about the new building yet the only thing I really wanted to know was the comparison between the new and old school’s way of learning and schedules. The building itself reminded me of college campuses that I have visited where the architecture

While I heard several kids were afraid of spiders, snakes, and so on, I was terrified of “change” especially moving to a new school. It might have been acceptable if I had moved around less than twenty times. As a kid, I thought moving always brought me a depression and took away the “opportunities” in my life. A teacher didn’t see my potentials because I was a new student, so I always missed the “opportunities.” Therefore, I told myself that when I could make a decision, I would never choose to

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

my dad was because I needed to go to a new school. Even I didn't have any prepare to adapt to a different place. I felt very hesitated. I never heard that before my dad bought the tickets. I was mad because they didn't have to discuss with me. I knew it was not right but I could not control my emotions. So I asked myself, “What could I do when I live there? Could I handle all that change?” In the beginning of the school day. I came to the new middle school to take a CELT and math test. I came from

One of the most important decisions I’ve made was choosing which high school to go to. It started out as a whim, but it ended up becoming my last hope. When I was 13, I moved to Colorado the summer before starting 8th grade. Shortly after, I happened to overhear some kids in my new neighborhood talking about how they were going to Frederick High School, so I assumed that was the only school nearby, and that was where I would end up too. It wasn’t exactly a concrete decision, but it was something

When I was in the third grade, I transferred to a new school. It would be my fourth and final move to a new elementary school, mainly because my family moved around town a lot. I expected the first day of school to be difficult and confusing, but I made friends almost immediately after helping a kid open his milk carton. What I hadn’t yet realized was that lots of kids I knew from my previous schools were attending this one, which made me happy knowing that there were even more nice kids I could

As I grabbed my backpack and stepped out of the dad’s jeep, I stared at my new high school. Transferring to a new high school as a senior, I knew I was going to have a hard time adjusting to my new environment. As I approached the school’s front door, I said to myself, “The joys of having a father in the military. Always moving, learning how to adapt wherever I go because of his job.” It’s not going to be easy this time, but I knew I could do it. I took a deep breath and opened the school’s

recent “Daily News” piece, a news reporter was threatened by high school students attending Bronx High School of Science. The reporter wrote an article in the newspaper and the school staff found out about the situation. The principal apologizes to the reporter and is trying to keep the situation under control with the help of the New York Police Department (NYPD) and the Department of Education (DOE). A student that was a part of this article was bullied and the parent told three school officials and

I couldn’t stand up. My legs felt as if they didn’t work and I could barely breath. This was the greatest feeling I’ve ever experienced. I knew I had just gotten my first high school swimming gold medal. I looked over at the scoreboard to confirm my realization. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I found Central York on the scoreboard and saw the number two next to it. I was in complete shock, we had lost by a hundredth of a second. As I walked to the podium I couldn’t get the thought out of my head that

a volleyball tournament. The rest of my family was in Arizona and had left me in Iowa Falls, so I wouldn 't miss my finishing tournament of the season. I wasn 't jubilant about it, but I agreed anyway. My grandma drove me up to Dike New Hartford High School. There were 10 other teams from all around Iowa. I showed up barely on time and exhausted. It was a very long day, but ten games later and we ended it winning second place. I drove home with my friend and teammate, Emma Olberding. We