February sixth was the day of my last middle school game. We were playing our rivals , Ledford middle school. The first time we played them we only lost by two points. The first five starters for Ledford and our first five including myself were all standing at half court for tip off. The ref. threw the ball up and Gillian tipped it back to me.
I didn’t know anybody and was so eager to have friends, but the mistake I made was to surround myself with people that didn’t have my best interest in heart. In the result of that I wasn’t focused in school, my family, or my own self. Peer pressure can be difficult.
In 7th grade, I transferred from Bryan Middle school to Visitation Catholic School and there was not enough room in the accelerated math program, which ultimately set me behind. In high school, I found myself bored in math and knew I needed to challenge myself, so I ended up setting up a meeting with the math department head and we discussed my options. Sophomore year, I ended up taking two math classes, which was not easy; double the test, quizzes and lessons! However, by taking two math classes, I was able to get myself into a higher math class which ultimately was my goal, and achieving it was an amazing feeling.
When it comes to sports my family has many ties to Middletown High School South. In the Going as far back as the 1980’s when my Dad attended the same high school. He was a standout wrestler for the team and was given multiple scholarships to wrestle in college. My family name is everywhere within the trophy rooms and walls of Middletown South. I am the youngest of three children with two older sisters coming through high school before me.
As a young aspiring musician in middle school, I wanted to start a band desperately. Instead, I was known as Emerson Middle School 's’ music freak. I posted flyers in businesses around my hometown and online ads. I wanted to be like Amy Lee from Evanescence terribly, but my taste in music was different than most people. When my fellow classmates heard about my compositions and ideas, they thought it was a joke.
Time is a thief. Before you know it, you’re already in middle school trying to make yourself known. But is it really all worth it in the end? Growing up from the start, I never really knew who I was, but that’s normal because elementary school is for you to build your childhood. It’s for making friends and playing tag with them at the playground or going out for ice cream with your parents after school.
When I was young, money was not a big deal when I asked for something. If I wanted it, I begged my mom to get it for me. I never understood why I was unable to get the new toy that just came out, or the new shoes that every girl was about to have on Monday morning when I walked through the doors of Gretna Middle School. The summer before I started middle school, I decided to join a volleyball team. Needless to say, I fell in love with the game and continually tried to better my performance.
I started making friends and gaining confidence and I lost a lot of weight. I was cool, respected, and authoritative; I was the head of the class. Then came along middle school, new people I had to meet which was ok because I had my friends by my side. I made a lot more friends, next thing you know, I was popular, the most notorious of all my classmates. I was a trouble maker, in and out of class.
Middle school is often portrayed as the not-fun years of school because kids are going through so many changes. The middle school years are very important because of these changes. Without the proper institution to guide them through these changes, students may make poor decisions. That’s why I believe my experience at Central York Middle School has been imperative to my academic success. One important thing for a middle school to do is to create a fun and friendly environment for learning.
Middle School was hard for me, so I was ready for the change. Everyone knew but I wasn’t ready for what was soon to come. I tried hiding the real me for my entire life. I always knew.
On the day of our first visit to Rogers-Herr Middle School I already had the understanding that I do not want to be a middle school teacher. When arriving to the school and during our school tour I did notice several things about the school which impressed me. The first thing that I noticed about Rogers-Herr is that it is a year round middle school, as a teacher I think I would enjoy a year round school because of the breaks from school. Walking through the halls of the middle school and observing the classrooms I noticed a big difference between the 6th and 8th grade student. Not so odd but the 6th grade students were a lot more immature than the 8th grade students.
From this day, I still remember how lonely I felt and how badly I wanted to be accepted. I dreaded to go to recess because I wasn't sure what type of crowd I would “ fit in” with. As I walked in class, I saw everyone divided into various cliques and eventually I found myself every week trying to fit in with a different one. I tried my best to act like those kids in order to fit in, I changed so many things such as my attitude, my clothing, my hairstyles and how I spoke in the span of one year. I was so desperate to feel like I was not alone and had real friends that I basically would’ve done anything for others to like me.
As middle school began, hard working and social life had shaped a hefty problem for me. Middle school brought forth harder work, and attending a different school expunged almost all of my previous friends. I began to work much harder as a student, because I felt that it was important to receive superb grades. However, this affected my life with friends in later years.
Even after discarding the things that set me apart, I was still made to feel as if I was an outcast. As the years passed I began to grow tired of the face I painted on daily. I missed my round glasses and being able to hide behind a book when I felt too scared to face the world. As high school came around, life brought around a new array of challenges and emotions.
Since it was a small high school, there weren’t many clubs or activities to do. I didn’t really get involved, so I didn’t really have any friends. It was here when I started to really care what people thought about me and then my self-confidence began to plummet. I saw all of my old middle school friends posting fun pictures on social media, saying how much fun they were having with all of their new friends or boyfriends. This made me feel even more insecure, like I was doing something wrong, like I wasn’t good enough.
