All of the other kids became silent and scared of Miss Fisher. On my way home I began thinking about how much I wanted to go to school earlier this morning. Now, I never want to go back. School is worse than I thought it would be. I thought of it as this fun place of learning and meeting new friends.
At 5:45 AM the alarm on my phone blared some generic default tone that I had never gotten around to changing. This was probably the earliest I’ve ever gotten up in my entire life. I groggily removed myself from the pile of blankets on the floor that I had been sleeping in and headed for the shower, brushed my teeth, washed my face and searched my near empty closet for something to wear on my first day of school. Although I was absolutely exhausted and there was yet to be any furniture in my room, I was thrilled to be transferring to Pattonville High School in midst of my junior year and living in a bigger house in a better community.
A time when I was faced with a significant challenge, but learned to overcome it was sophomore and junior year in history. History has always seem to be the class I tend to struggle in, no matter who I sit next to or how many notes I take. Sophomore as time when on to second semester I realized I wasn’t doing well; I was procrastinating with homework, not doing well on test, and stated to pay less attention in class. I got a D for the first semester and when I saw that on my report card I knew I had to change something. I realized history need to become a much higher priority.
Today was going to be my first day of school and I was quite nervous. I knew I wasn’t going to meet any of my friends in Vietnam wasn’t going to be in my school but I hoped for the best. I then walked in class and my teacher introduced me to the whole class.like I just moved from state to a state even though I literally just moved countries. She placed me in seat with a person name “Jake”.
Sophomore year, I learned more about hard work than ever in my life so far. I doubled up in science, I was constantly bogged down by copious English assignments, and my basketball coach pushed me further than anyone had ever before. I made a lot of bittersweet memories in the hot, musty OAC that winter during those practices. Junior year was an absolute blur. I made an effort to engage in my friendships and learn more about the people around me.
Through the experience of working as youth leader for freshman connection I have grown as a better leader. To help incoming freshman was incredible experience for me. I joined freshman connection to serve school and defiantly to get knowledge and team building skills out of it, so that it can help me make my college experience better. I think I have achieved all the goals that I wanted to through working as youth leader. Additionally, not only that but also to work on community service project on bullying has really allowed me to serve as teacher helper.
The freshman myth has really opened my eyes, after all I myself am a freshman in college straight out of high school. The fact that 18 million students in a single year apply for college and 34% of those students drop or flunk out of college is a little scary. I have big goals for life I want to be either a Jag for the Army or a Prosecuting Attorney. The freshman myth is what I was thinking my senior year; piece of cake, easy, not going to have to work as hard as I have the last few years of my life. I learned quick that senior year is a lot more stressful then it sounds.
My heart would race and my hands would tingle and sweat. I told myself multiple times, “ Come on you’ve moved 49 times, you can do this!”, but in reality I couldn’t. My freshman year was the year I struggled so much with my classes,which was weird for me cause I usually exceed in my classes and make wonderful grades but at this school it was not the case. I would constantly have to stay after school for tutoring, I became overwhelmed and began developing anxiety. It would be so bad I wouldn’t even want to attend school because I was so scared of failing and making a fool of myself.
My brother and I were filled in with the rest of our classmates around 9 am, while some of our other classmates such as Conejo were already there. Alice as usual was running late, and was literally running to class in attempt to be on time for once. Luckily she made it. We all sat down and waited for Mrs. Heart the chemistry teacher to squawk some instructions to us. Mrs. Heart was a peculiar women, she was short and stubby with fiery hair, and had quite a temper.
When i got to highschool i was 15, very nervous because it was highschool and it was a brand new school too. I 've never expected high school to go by so fast in the 4 years i 've been here. Many great and awful things happened to me in those 4 years. I matured in high school and realized what i truly wanted to do, like and disliked.
My sister and I were enrolled into school. The first day at school for
Hey Drake you still scared asked James. No it wasn’t that bad my teachers were nice but only time can tell because the first day last year the teachers were not that bad but only time can tell. How about you said Mike.
The bus stop was a far, uphill distance from my house, so I looked over my schedule in my pocket while walking there. The only part of the school that was normal that day was the same time as usual, all of the classes were for ten minutes and ended at around 9:30. Then, there would be the Homecoming Parade with all of the floats and people on them until 11:00, next,
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.
My first day of high school as a freshmen in a new level of education Is what I was thinking when I woke from slumber that morning in bed. Stepping foot on the campus wasn’t even the beginning, taking the school bus in the morning is where the first taste of being a freshmen and actually starting and being an high school student. I started to get really nervous and a sense of reality hit me. Walking towards the bus stop all I see is a huge group of high school students waiting around for the bus, calm and cool as I try to stay to be I approach the waiting area not knowing what to I’m getting into.
