Tickets for the annual Shellabration summer concert celebration are now available. Advance tickets are $38 with prices increasing to $45 on June 20. Tickets are available by phone at (866) 468-3401, online at www.ticketweb.com or locally at Citizens Community Credit Union, CSBank, First American Bank, Fort Frenzy, Great Western Bank, Hy-Vee and Wells Fargo.
This fundraiser is simple, inexpensive, and effective; anyone can do
FARE recommends handing out goodies such as stickers, bubbles, glow sticks, or pencils. The FARE website also provides an interactive map of the U.S. and 14 other countries to which participants may add their address and find other local participants. In addition to neighborhood houses, the campaign has spread to malls, zoos, and amusement parks.
For most of my life lived in Wisconsin. I graduated from Mahone middle school and had mostly A's and B's from my class. Most of my classes were not honors and it never appeared to me that I would go far in life. So when I enter Glen and Fike High school, everything changed dramatically in my academic.
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.
Freshman year came along and I wanted to attend Sullivan High School. I wanted to come back to my hometown, I was just missing the people I started it all out with in the beginning. My dad and I had all of the paperwork finished already to go for me to attend Sullivan High School in August, but my mom refused and wouldn’t budge to let me go. She didn’t want me going to Sullivan, she wanted me to stay with all of my new friends I had made at Owensville. She thought my best bet would be to stay and proceed to go to OHS.
My First Day of 6th Grade Noises filled the crowd with excitement in Cupertino Middle School. It was the first day of 6th grade. I was feeling nervous. Sweat was forthcoming down my face very slowly. I had never been in such a huge school with lots of students.
Imagine that you have been trying something hard for so long and then finally just quit. I have always had ok grades here at Lowell Middle School. this year I started to go in the lower range of grades like D’s to C’s. But other years at lowell schools were not even close to years like this.
All my life, I have I lived in Texas and considered it my home; however, I have a difficult time pinpointing exactly where “home” is, considering I’ve moved four times. I am more of a displaced resident than anything else. Being exposed to many different communities and circles of friends, I’ve been forged into the resilient person I am today. At Faubion Elementary in Austin, I didn’t have any real friends there, and consequently, barely remember attending.
On my tenth birthday, my mom asked me to invite all my friends from school. Little did she know, that the entire school would show up. When I was my country at the age of fifteen to come to America, I was brought to tears at the airport. About thirty people who I still call my best friends came to say goodbye. Senior year of high school, I walked to prom because all my friends could not fit in the limo.
My feet hurt as bad as falling down the stairs because of all the walking I did in Chicago. Walking from place to place was by far the worst part of the trip. Although, it was interesting seeing all of the tall buildings up close. Chicago was interesting and I hope I come back again soon. “Wake up sleepy heads,” was the first sound I heard Thursday morning.
Last summer I went on vacation to Puerto Rico with my cousins. We did really fun things like snorkeling, a boat ride, and eating at many wonderful places. Although all those sound really fun, I want to talk about the time I met the most cutest, most fluffiest, most friendliest, animal ever. It all started off on a breezy summer night while my cousins and family were chillin’ at our hotel pool.
For as long as I can remember I’ve always wanted to be actually smarter than what I was. To start with, I was about eight years old. I was a kindergarten student at Trigg Elementary School. Trigg was in Greenville, MS right off Alexander Street. Probably about 12 years ago, I knew then I was what I said I’ve always wanted to be (smarter than I actually was).
Before going to Immaculata, I went to Hillsborough High School. Despite the acclaim the school gets, such as recently being ranked the fourteenth best school in the state of New Jersey, I was extremely miserable for the entirety of the time I went to the school. I had nobody I could talk with within the school, as every student avoided me, and the guidance counselors were more concerned with burying complaints to continue advertising a positive environment. Not even my teachers cared about me, as I would often be ignored when asking questions and I was even skipped over when groups were assigned multiple times. By the end of Sophomore year, I was extremely depressed, and would have no energy to do anything after doing my homework.
On December, my friend calls me to go with her to Boston. At that time, I don’t want to go because it was very cold. Also she doesn’t had friend to go with her. She said it will be fun when we get there. We will be going to see a lot of beautiful place and take picture.
