One of the most difficult things I have ever experienced is moving to Idaho before my junior year of high school from Utah. Despite this being a common occurrence for people it was hard for me because it uprooted me from the community I had lived in for the past seven years, and the people I loved. It caused me to leave friends that I grew up with and that I couldn’t imagine leaving. And forced me to meet new friends and discover a new place. As I have had time to reflect on my experiences it causes me to realize that it doesn’t matter where you are, or the people you know, but how you react in the situation.
Senior year is winding down and three things that has been on my mind lately, one of which is UChicago. As I am artsy fartsy and I have written a crap poem to showcase my love for UChicago. Will anyone read this? Probably not, but I will share anyway and probably change some of the wording and add it to my quality blog (Grapesofcontentment.tumblr.com; high quality) University of Chicago To my dearest love, I pardon that my deep affections towards you are unrequited, And that you have many fine suitors that beseech you as well, As my love for you is immortal; an inevitable consequence of Your profoundness, your passion, your splendor, and intellect.
I had to leave all of my friends and favorite teachers. I went from Cloverdale to Taylor’s Crossing Public Charter School. I went there for fifth and sixth grade then I changed again and came to Rocky Mountain. Coming back to the district was a little hard but most of my friends recognized me and all I really had to do was get used to the schedules and routine. I have enjoyed all three of the schools
When I was was younger, I was a caterpillar crawling around trying to get through life, waiting to turn into the beautiful butterfly I know I could soon become. I made good decisions along with bad ones, saw the beauty in life as well as the unpleasant. I was like everyone else trying to be their own person, but now as I look at myself in the mirror I can finally see who I really am. I see myself as the beautiful butterfly I once dreamed of becoming, ready to fly down my own path. I have been in my chrysalis and I am finally out and ready to fly into my bright future.
How has this challenge affected your academic achievement. A challenge I have faced and overcame would be my freshman and sophomore year. During my freshman year I choose the wrong people to be around with and brought me all the way down to where I realized that if I keep hanging around with these people I will be attending a continuation school in a few months and upsetting my parents and family. My sophomore year I was improving in some of my classes but still had a problem hanging out with the wrong people.
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.
When I started high school, the club that excited me the most, was National Honors Society. So, at the first chance I got, in my sophomore year. After being a member for a year, I quickly realized that I wanted to take on a leadership opportunity in the club. So, I took a shot for the stars, and campaigned for being president of Honors Society. Though I had some competition, I put my all into composing a speech, and I won the presidency, and I have been president since.
J. R. R. Tolkien always said, “ Not all those who wander are lost”, but that’s not always true for me. One day I was wandering around in Hy-Vee and got lost. Then,I couldn 't find my mom just because I was looking for something to eat. It was a normal day, like any other, when my mom and I went to Hy-Vee to get some grocery shopping done for the week. During the car ride there my mom and I were talking, and I said, “I’m hungry.
With all the six years I’ve been at GCU I never had a counselor who never told me they couldn’t help. On top of the lack of assistance from her she really didn’t give me good advice. She wanted me to drop my new class and owe. I told her that was not what I was wanting to do but for her to assist me with informing my instructor,so that they all know what I was going through at the moment.
How have things been lately? I’m sure things are a little different without me but I hope you’re doing well. I’m pleased to say that I’m going all right up until now, and I hope to stay healthy till the end of the war. What we were told about war was very untruthful.
I had difficulty catching up with my classes and socializing with my classmates. As soon as I started to adapt, making new friends and understanding the curriculum, my family and I were switched to a new state. This pattern was at first draining, but eventually, I began to accept it and embrace it. I don’t think many kids I go to school can say that they’ve lived in over 2 states, let alone 6. It took time, but I changed my frame of mind.
I felt very nervous on the way to the hospital. I did not know if I would ever dance again. My mom tried to stay calm, but I knew she was worried about me. When we got there I was brought a wheelchair by my sister and my mom rolled me in. Once the peachy lady at the desk looked at me and my ankle, her eyes got really big and I knew I had done something really harmful to myself.
At this time of year, I begin to look back at my life after 12 hard years of schooling. Throughout the course of my life, there have been many ups and downs, but these up and downs is what made me who I am today. These influences have shaped my values, attitudes and beliefs towards life. There have been many important people and events that has impacted my life. One of which is family and the media.
From Humble Beginnings If I were to write the story of my life i would title it “From Humble Beginnings” because life is only as good as you make it and that was especially true for me because I came from a third world country. At an early stage of my youth I grew accustomed to entertaining myself, seeing as i was the only child in the house. While I was in Ethiopia I went through many trials and tribulations that molded me into who I am now. When I lived in Ethiopia I was deprived of many of the opportunities that I am granted in America. In Ethiopia I lacked patrilineal structure because my only male role model was my uncle.
My year in Plaza has been good. I like all my teachers, classes, and explos. The two things I want to talk to you guys about is lunch and reading. I pick lunch because it is so good, and it's better than last year. I also picked reading because it’s my highest grade, and I think i'm pretty good at reading than I was last year.
