Counting down the list from number 20 to eventual number 1, my heart raced as they called out the names. It was 8th grade and the rankings were out. This may seem like a rather pretentious achievement but when they called out the name “Andrea Campos” as the valedictorian of Copiague middle school. My heart skipped a beat and tears streamed down my face. Hearing my parents brag about me to their friends made me feel like my accomplishment was their achievement as well.
The announcer started announcing the top 15 scores to come and receive their award. As the announcer went down the list, I hadn’t heard my name yet and when he got to the 8th place award my name was called, all my hard work had paid off. At first going into the tournament I was very nervous, But after I was proud of myself for setting a goal and completing it.
I remember the day when the Pulitzer winner was announced. Shauna was secretly watching the Pulitzer ceremony on our computer. After the winner was announced, Shauna ran into the kitchen with a big smile on her face, while my son and I were hav-ing our mint chocolate dip ice cream. The phone began to ring endlessly. I knew that’s the day, the day I win the Pulitzer Prize.
I’m student in Savanna high school, in the 12th grade will be graduating this year and getting my high school diploma. I spent the last three years of high school in different high school outside the U.S. Savanna high school is the first school I attended here in the U.S. I experienced different teaching methods and their was changes in each high school which brought challenges with advantages and disadvantages. I use to take 12 subjects in a year in my previous school while here in savanna I take 6 but they are technology based which i didn’t have that advantage back there.
Once I stand back up I notice a piece of paper on the floor. It's the award I got from work. I smile to myself as I trace my name along the document. I was so surpried when I recieved the award and I'm also thankful that someone thought I deserved it.
Situation: I was looking over my son's grades, and noticed he had a few missing assignments that were impacting his grades. My feelings: I was angry at first, but then, I felt guilty about my anger because this was to be expected to some degree. Middle school is new to him. The transition process can take some time getting used to. Especially, coming from spending the majority of a day in one class, now, switching every 45-50 minutes between 7-8 classes.
So we got to the stage they gave us a silver ribbon and a plaque. We were all so happy that we won something. Me and my friends were jumping in excitement and i thought we all did a great job in the show and it is best to never give up and do your best at
In ten years I will be twenty six and would hopefully be out of school. I would have gone to school and gotten my bachelor’s degree in mortuary science in one of the sixty schools that are accredited by the Board of Funeral Service Education. I would have done my apprenticeship at a funeral home and gotten my certificate to be a certified mortician. I would be trying to open up my own funeral home to support my family. As a mortician I would work from funeral homes or crematoriums, and helping families who have had family members who have recently deceased.
One time I came across failure. It all started when playing in a baseball game for Serra High School. Up to that game we had been undefeated in league play. As the game moved along it got more and more intense. Every batter and runner on base you could tell both teams were completely focused on winning that game.
This award was proof that I had risen above my peers and that I was capable of elevating myself to set the example for those who may follow in my foot steps, it proved anyone who ever put me down or shoved me away wrong. This was a true moment a triumph, it was and still is my greatest accomplishment, and I only have God to thank for all the opportunity I am
I was sitting in a chair after the golf tournament to see if my name would be called for a medal. The guy yelled out “Connor Mikesch for 10th place”. There were 60 people at the tournament and I got 10th place. I was really excited because I have never gotten a medal before in a tournament.
I helped the school a lot, and helped my classmates as well. For the rest of that day, my classmates were kind of jealous, yet happy that I got that award. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My family had gone out to go buy some food since we we running out.
Chills were sent down my spine as I approached the podium my heart sat in my stomach. “How, why, who”, it all went through my head as I slowly came to the realization that it was me, I had won, finally something that I worked so hard for finally happened to me. Hundreds of people watched as I received All Around MVP of The World Cup Tournament. The sense of awe that I felt could not ever be explained. My senior year of high school was one of the best years for softball I have had so far.
Thinking back to third grade, I can recall constantly getting in trouble in class. I was not a bad child and my classmates even considered me to be a teacher’s pet, but I could never get on this particular teacher’s good side. Every day, I would go home and my mother would ask me “How was your day?” I would tell her about what I learned, what we did as a class, and what I got in trouble for that day. On one instance, my best friend turned around in her desk to tell me a joke and I laughed.
The only thing that stopped me from crashing a car into my math/driver’s Ed teacher’s classroom was a tree. I have given at least ten different excuses for why and how I managed to hop the curb and damage both the family Honda and a birch tree while trying to park in the school lot. I was fifteen. My feet couldn’t really reach the pedals. I forgot which one was the brake and which one was the gas.
