Recommended: Refliction about personal development
Edward Bloor’s Tangerine suggests that Paul’s choices, big or small, has a huge impact on the development of Paul’s character. The first choice, Paul choosing to go to Tangerine Middle School, is caused by a bit of reasons, which allows him to join the soccer team. First, Paul sacrifices attention to join Tangerine’s soccer team. “‘I don’t mind if you never pay any attention to me for the rest of my life, just give me this chance’”(Bloor 59).
As an option for paul he was offered a spot in a new junior high called Tangerine middle school, Paul chose to attend Tangerine Middle as a fresh new start which included no IEP. When Paul had arrived at Tangerine Middle he had heard many rumors about gangs and how all of the students who attended Tangerine middle where bad news and he was advised not to get involved with them. He still ended up going to Tangerine middle and being escorted around school by a girl named Theresa Cruz. Theresa introduced Paul to all of her friends which in the beginning where not the greatest of people yet Paul saw their real personality deep down on the inside and eventually became quite good friends with all of them. Paul had ended up asking Ms. Bright, the coach of Tangerine Middles soccer team to be on the soccer team and a surprise to Paul she had said yes.
One day Paul’s school is sucked up by a huge sinkhole. His parents decide to take him to the school across town. He ends up becoming really good friends with the soccer team. Paul starts in all of the soccer games and has really shined. As
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.
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.
I entered Bishop Connolly High School in fear. I thought I would be drowned by homework, and I thought that I would find difficulty in finding friends. Those notions were not true. But aside from my fears for high school, I had an aspiration to become to closer to God. My family is religious, and I intend to carry the tradition to going to Church every Sunday and every Holy Day of Obligation, but there is more beyond going to Church.
How life goes on we experience a lot of things that can either teach us an important lesson or nothing at all. I have learned more than one lesson in my life, but there’s one that I will always keep in mind to help others like it helped me. Thanks to John Tyler High School Drill Team I have self-confidence and courage to do risky things that I never thought I would be doing. Now I believe in myself and I don’t let fear dull my success, I fight for what I want until I get it even if it take a long time, I don’t give up that easy anymore.
I want you to think about those people that you like, that are in your inner circle, and then about the people on the outside of your circle. Why are they outside? Is it, just possibly, because they are different than you? Or because you’ve heard something about them? Or possibly just looking at them, you feel like there is something wrong about them?
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.
When I started Unity High School I thought that it was going to be boring school because my first choice was Skyline but my mom made me come to this school so I had to obey what my mom wants because she takes care of me and helps me with whatever I need help with so going to the school that she wanted me to go to was the least I could have done. I thought that high school was going to be difficult because the work that my brother would bring home when he was in high school looked really hard and I did not understand most of the work he needed to complete. But I realized that I need to be taught the material before I go on and do the work
We lived in the North Heights area of Amarillo, across the train tracks and I guess we would considered urban. Growing up in the 60’s we had neighborhood schools, I attended kindergarten at Miss Rosenberg’s Kindergarten, we graduated with white caps and gowns and I was really happy. She was a black woman with a Jewish sounding name, who was our leader who taught us the basic of learning. I attended North Heights Elementary School beginning in first through sixth grade Our high school, Carver High School was forced to close its doors to integrate and become a junior high school by the order the president of the United States. As I mentioned we had teachers that taught us, because they were like us, we didn’t experience a great deal of discipline
I’m not an orator, nor am I a scholar. Though I do enjoy a good debate and engaging in intellectual conversations ; I feel like I am never “good-enough”. I always seem to find myself comparing myself to others. Whether it’s my grades or appearance. I never feel worthy.
I’ve always wondered why people with a little or a lot of power tend to treat you unjustly. I’ve experienced many times when people with power treated me poorly. There were times in school with teachers, in school with principles and even out in public places. When I experienced these moments they made me feel like there were something wrong with me or I was different. Also, it made me feel like I was different from others… but not in a good way.
When I was in the third grade at Saint Roberts I was struggling a lot with math, it didn’t make sense to me and I soon fell behind the rest of my peers. I still remember the board they had in my classroom, there was an ice-cream cone for every student in the class, when you passed your multiplication table test you received a ‘scoop’ on your ice-cream cone and got to advance to the next test. When you had finally reached it to 12 you received a root beer float for your hard work. I never got passed 4. During this time my older sister Lauren who is now in College was looking at high schools in the city, so my mother decided that me and my brother should switch schools as well to make it easier for her and my dad who are now divorced.
The Victory Lap, a Story of Redemption In “The Victory Lap,” by George Saunders, the author takes us deep into the scene of an attempted kidnapping and rape in an ordinary suburban neighborhood. Much of the emotional power in the story comes from two distinct sources. The first is the setting in an innocent suburbia which is much like the quiet ordinary setting of “The Lottery,” by Shirley Jackson. The second is the author’s use of POV, telling most of the story through the inner dialogue of each of the three characters; the girl, the boy, and the would-be rapist.
