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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?”
My eighth grade year, was like Toniʼs journey of self discovery from What We Left Behind by Robin Talley. I was quiet. I had a shell, and was used to being the person who you didnʼt know was in your class until third quarter. Like Toni I had one close friend (Grace was mine and Gretchen was Tʼs) and a few girls I was able to make conversation with if necessary. I had started to transition into a more open person at the end of seventh grade, courtesy of The Voice, but it was far from over.
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.
Every student starting middle school has a conflict in making new friends the first days of school. Me myself also had problems making new friends because I was very shy. Fortunately I had one of my friends from elementary school. Although I'd love to tell you the way I made friends I changed over the year to survive middle school.
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.
Guess what the hardest thing I have ever done? It was to think about how I felt the last 11 years of my life and describe that on around three pieces of paper for your middle school application. Just imagine three weeks of visiting 5 schools, in the middle of the school year. It is the dreadful first day of the week, and the sun is waking up in Virginia Beach at the Helman’s house.
Times were tough but I knew that somehow we could make it. Being introduced into a new school is difficult for a kid. Especially in the middle of middle school when everybody knew everybody already. Well it doesn 't matter because I wasn 't a normal kid anyways.
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.
8th grade didn’t start yet. It was about to start. I relive that I was hanging out with the wrong group. They liked me in the outside but they didn’t like me in the in side.
First Day of Middle School Beep Beep, Beep Beep, my eyes shot open. I tried to stand up, but I just fell back into my bed saying I can do this. I finally got up and walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth. After that I looked in the mirror and my hair is in a rat's mess, then I go back in my room grab my brush and make sure my hair is perfectly srate. I look in the mirror and make sure I looked good, and then I head out the door and go to the bus stop.
That day, she told me to take it one step at a time and not to be afraid to step out of my comfort zone and push my limits; this gave me the comfort to move on with my life. That next week, I was immediately enrolled in middle school in the United State. My schedule consisted of the same old boring, bland things, “get to my classes, and then go home.” I never made time for company, I didn’t socialize with anyone, nor did I join any activities or clubs.
However, I was also extremely scared. I was thinking about how my classes would go? Are my teachers nice? Am I gonna have classes with my friends? After I ate breakfast, I got in the car with my mom and met up with my best friend Kalliee so we could at least walk in together because we didn 't have any classes together.
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.
Middle School is the time in many people’s lives where they are trapped in that same feeling of just trying to discover their true self. I was one of these people. My Middle School years were mostly created in the image of sameness. Being different was something very frowned upon. There were times where I felt so lost with who I was as a person that I thought when I would look in a mirror I would never get to know the person who was staring back at me.
As I nervously got off the bus, I started looking for my friends and trying to figure out where I was supposed to line up, wondering what middle school would be like. Was it really as horrible as everyone made it out to be? Almost all the media portrayed it as a terrible, miserable place, and my elementary school teachers had not helped to improve the picture. My teachers had often spoke about how in middle school, the teachers would never accept this and in middle school the teachers will never tolerate that. The way they spoke about middle school, it seemed as if you stepped one foot out of line, or if your work was not college level, the middle school teachers would put you in detention for weeks.