Junior year was a bit challenging for me. It was not challenging because of the work, but I joined a career program. I had to keep up with both of my schools. For me to be successful with so many things going on, I had to stay organized and think ahead. My success was that I kept all my grades above a C+.
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.
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.
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.
Barnes-Beasley. Session1.Journal As a former military dependent, I moved from one Military base to another. I attended 3 different high schools. Started my freshman year at O’Fallon Township High School in O’Fallon, Illinois.
5th Grade Graduation I was nervous. We all were. We filed into the classroom wondering if we would do okay. As we took our seats on the stools lined against tables at the back of the classroom, I felt so anxious that I thought my head was going to burst. “Focus on something else”, I thought to myself.
I believed that high school would be a great difference from middle school. I remember that most of my classmates were scared of the adventure we had before us. I, on the other hand, was excited. Ever since the sixth grade, I have longed to walk those halls. I was tired of the strict rules and limited amount of freedom.
It is the anger I felt, building inside me when I was pushed down in kindergarten. It is the color of lipstick worn at my first high school dance mimicking how I was feeling: daring. It is blood rushing out of me, knowing it is something a band-aid will not fix. It is the color of my bloodshot eyes after crying for hours on end, wanting to be taken out of the misery I am in, hopeless and alone. It is my cheeks after having the attention for one minute too long.
As a senior, it has come to my attention of what I consider my plans to be after high school. Some students develop a trade in such fields as: health care, technology, or automotive repair and go straight into their craft. You also are blessed to have those that make rash decision to devote their lives to the military fighting for our country. Last, but not least, there are students like myself who are eager for the four-year college experience. We, then have our teacher who encourages and provokes higher education with their lower salaries and large amounts of student loans/
Freshman year was an interesting time because of all the things that happened to me. I really had few friends when I got here and my parents would talk this up to make it sound better than it actually was. Thank god i had a sister who was graduating here because she told me what it was really like.
was a pleasure to have all of you in this class and I hope you have a great time in high school and wish you all the best for the future.” I proceeded to second period, which was music. In music, we collected our final projects and work for the entire year. After that, we went around the room and signed our yearbooks with other students.
If I could do anything over in my life, it would be my freshmen year of high school. My grades were not the best. My grades made it harder for me to achieve my goals now. During freshmen year, my grades were horrible in two class honors English and honors geometry.
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 story begins with my first year in Elementary school. On my first day of kindergarten I enter my homeroom and see these kids about my age and wonder “am i related to these people,cause they are my height how cool “. I walk up to this blonde girl and she was eating her booger .”ewww gross” i said and she walked away like i was dishonest. Days passed and i made a lot of girl friends and a few guy friends.
When I was in my sophomore year of high school I heard: “Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose” (Lyndon B Johnson). A senior, giving their farewell speech to our band program, told us to all to focus on positivity, then you will, in turn, get positive results. This stuck with me. I like to plan ahead. I tend to stress so much that I forget to look at the light and instead focus on the darkness.
