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High school was a roller coaster ride for me, from the endless fun of parties to the minor breakdowns and panic attacks that would land myself in the hospital. The pressure and stress got to me and the fact that failing out of the school that I’ve been going to for twelve years with long life friends was coming to an end. Now that I look back at it though it might have been the best decision for my well-being because then I would of not been able to meet the people that I met at Chamblee Charter High School. You would think moving from a private to a public school would be a big cultural shock, you are very correct. Atlanta International School, which was the school I went for basically my whole life, was a very open minded, well rounded, and accepting establishment since the most of the students where from all over the world.
The girls talked shit about other girls, and most of the guys were only interested in one thing (I’m sure you know what one thing I’m talking about). Everyone acts like they care, or acts as they’re trustworthy, it’s all a lie. I’d been going to school there my whole life, and I’d never found a person that was genuinely sympathetic. But my sophomore year, a new girl, Rosalie Hale, transferred to our abhorrent school. The second I laid eyes on her my eyes couldn’t move.
I knew once I stepped through those doors that was home for me. Two weeks later I transferred and started January 4, 2016 the first day back from Christmas break. I was ecstatic, happy, and nervous, but I knew I made the right choice and every day after that has been fantastic. I played sports every season, I joined clubs, and most importantly found happiness. I am into to my senior year and it is flying by like a cheetah on skies.
Lots of people say that middle school is hard, has lots of responsibilities and you have to be on time for everything. Then I thought there weren 't serious till I actually went to middle school myself. Soon after elementary I went to a middle school that I went to was called Lincoln middle school, it wasn’t a big school, but it was a decent school. When I first went into that building I was excited to make new friends and meet my teacher, but then this lady that was the 6th grade dean(consular) gave me this piece of paper that had many classes on it and I ask her “why there are so many classes?”
When 6th grade came, I transferred into a Baltimore City Public School since I really wasn’t getting the education I needed at the private school. It was still rough not fitting it. I thought that becoming like the other kids would make me happy, but I was learning new things everyday and I realized in high school that being the outcast is better than being like everyone else. The journey I dealt with in high school was very emotionally tough and life changing.
Growing up was complicated. My hairstyle resembled a coconut. My teeth were abnormally crooked. Honestly, I was a living disaster. At the same time, I was raised by immigrant parents.
In 2015, I started my eighth grade school year in student home caterina with mr and mrs wagner. I was on the crusaders team with mr. bush, mrs. number, mrs. squaresky, mr.shur, and miss. ainsworth. People who i believe contributed to my success today would be my seventh grade houseparents Mr and Mrs Troop. The Troops made me a successful person because they always told me not to give up and that they saw something grand in me.
This school is beautiful and has a rigorous education that wants students to succeed. I think the environment that I was surrounded by factored into why I was feeling alone. Many of the people I was surrounded by either brought me down, made fun of me, or used education as a competition. I assumed that coming into college would be different. I believed that people would have matured but I feel many still have a high school mentality.
The school I attended was a PreK-8 school in Neenah, Wisconsin, meaning I knew most of the people there already. One of my biggest worries was about homework. People had said the classes in Middle School would be much harder and I would take home many more assignments, but I found the change easy to adapt to. Eventually, I began to understand all the differences I would discover between Middle School and Elementary School. They lead to major changes with friends, classes, and a new
I remember the first time, I had entered the Middle School. I was genuinely apprehensive. Were the teachers going to be uncharitable, and greedy or were they going to be adventurous or commendable? Some people see school as a prison, regardless of whether what goes on.
My struggles started in elementary school, so much so that my parents took me to have some testing done to try to find some answers. In between fifth and sixth grade I had a neuropsychological evaluation done and the results were not optimistic. The doctor informed me and my parents that I read well below my peers and that I would always struggle to keep up with them especially in high school. My parents took a wait and see approach. I went into sixth grade with an “I 'll show this doctor” attitude!
And also I was very surprise that the people here are very friendly and welcoming at least at the school I went to the students were very kind and helpful. But when I went to High school my perspective about school changed a lot and dealing with people. When I went to High School I was very excited to be finally in freshmen high school and to be in a big school. My freshmen year was very easy and fun, I met a lot of
The first day of middle school for me was both terrifying and exciting. I made a lot of new friends within the year. I remember the first day very well. I had woke up at 5;30 a.m. I was extremely tired.
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.
I’ve learned at a young age that you can’t have everything you want. Even being the last born in my family, the baby as some call it. Growing up with my parents was kind of hard considering I had two sisters, who both kind of stumbled in their lives. My eldest sister, almost failed to graduate high school and didn’t go to college. She is now a mother of three children.
