The Silver Fox Industry on PEI The reign of the silver fox fur industry in PEI lasted from 1900 to 1950. Fur farming is the practice of breeding or raising certain types of animals for their fur. The more rare the fur colour, the more expensive it was. The fur industry typically involves the capture of wild animals that are put in captivity and breed until the desired “look” for the offspring is obtained and once there is a sufficient number of this type of animal they are killed and sold for their pelts.
Good Afternoon Erica, As you know I have worked here at the Cy-Fair campus for the past five years. I enjoy working with the staff and is always willing to help whenever possible. I have work hard to make sure that I am fulfilling my obligations to the students along with any other task that assigned to me. I enjoy my job and work hard to make sure that the Cy-Fair team is successful. What that being said I would like to ask if you could speak with Donna about her attitude towards me.
The first school I attended my freshman year was at Glen High school. Upon my first arrival, I met my counselor at the school who would determine the courses I will take. I was rather nervous yet optimistic when discussing my future with her, as she spoke with me she took a look at my transcript from Mahone Middle school. To my surprise, she recommended me to take honor roll for Biology, Math 2, World History, and English I.
In the middle of the winter of the 5th grade school year at the Kaneland Mcdole Elementary School, I decided to cover for my best friend so he wouldn't get in trouble from my teacher. It was very cold while I waited at the bus stop every morning trying to amuse myself by sliding down the icy driveways. Ethan S., Sergio, and Grant were my best friends in 5th grade. Sergio was Mexican and a little shorter than me. He also sat next to me in desks of 5 or 4.
As a junior I moved from Ryan HIgh School to Braswell High School due to my zoning with the new school. Braswell High School was a brand new high school. I attended the first year it was open in which the highest grade level they offered was juniors. Most of the students moved from their old high schools to Braswell were devastated due to the strong school spirit at their previous schools. The administration at Braswell attempted to inspire new school spirit in all the students especially the junior class.
In the middle of the winter of the 5th grade school year at the Kaneland Mcdole Elementary School, I made a decision to protect my best friend so he wouldn't get in trouble from my teacher. It was very cold while I waited at the bus stop every morning trying to amuse myself by sliding down the icy driveways. Ethan S., Sergio, and Grant were my best friends in 5th grade. Sergio was Mexican and a little shorter than me. He also sat next to me in desks of 5 or 4.
As I traveled through each grade of the Croton-Harmon High School, my personal and academic goals helped to me to really flourish. These goals may have varied from year to year because a freshman is a little different from a senior, but they basically had all the same concept: I wanted to strive in school to be the best all-around student I could be, constantly stay focused and immerse myself in the Croton community. By setting my expectations and goals very high, I could flourish academically and really work to my full potential. By following these goals in school I pushed myself very hard and tried to take classes that would challenge me as well as help me to flourish as a student.
I attended Henry E. Lackey High School in Indian Head MD which is in Charles County MD I attended Lackey High School my ninth and both my tenth grade years around the beginning of 2016. My last month in Lackey High School was in February, before I left Cousin Jerry and the PPW from my high school told me about Job Corps. I couldn’t stay at Lackey because of the drama going on and my cousin knew Job Corps could provide me with a high school diploma and provide direction for my life. At Lackey High School I was constantly in trouble arguing, being defiant about the rules, and not attending class.
Last week I was just buying a new binder from Staples, the cashier asks if I went to East. I answered yes, since I did in fact go there for freshman year, but I just from my answer, she automatically assumed that I must have graduated since I no longer attended the school. It also could have been the fact I had Duke has written across my sweatshirt in obnoxiously large letters. But she proceeds to tell me all about her roommate at college and asked me about mine. I could have easily corrected her and said that I’m not actually in college, but instead I made up a story about my college roommate.
When it comes to sports my family has many ties to Middletown High School South. In the Going as far back as the 1980’s when my Dad attended the same high school. He was a standout wrestler for the team and was given multiple scholarships to wrestle in college. My family name is everywhere within the trophy rooms and walls of Middletown South. I am the youngest of three children with two older sisters coming through high school before me.
I was still in Bookman Road Elementary school my 4th grade year, I had the same teacher who taught me for my 3rd grade year Mrs. Tammie Hunter and had the same best friends. When I ended my 4th grade year at Bookman Road I was told I’m going to a different school; being young I was very confused but when the new school year started I then realized what my mother meant by a different school. That morning when school was starting I was excited, I’m going to my favorite school around my friends I felt like my 5th grade year was going to be the best year but that didn’t happen. When I was going to get ready I noticed a blue collared shirt and a plaid skirt, I was thinking to myself Bookman never had clothing like this it was a public school we
I was lost. Friends were not at my disposal. Time was in abundance. Thoughts was all i had. Freshman through Christmas break of my sophomore year I attended Berks Catholic High School, but before that I graduated from a feeder school named Scared Heart School.
We were rushing out of the room as fast as we could; the alarm was set to go off in just two minutes. The light switch was on the opposite side of the door so we had to run through the darkened room before it turned eleven. We finally made it out of the building, with two minutes to spare. It was that night that I learned how important it was to honor a commitment. Earlier that week, my mom, the director of the food pantry, order 1600 pounds of food.
I looked down at my schedule 3rd period,English 1, Franklin, Alex, Rm.155. I walked down the hallway. I looked up and saw room 155. I opened the door, there was rap music playing. I was a little surprised, I didn’t expect a language arts teacher to be playing rap music.
The first person I interviewed was Jennifer Springer, her husband has been in the army for nine years, and with his particular job they move every two years with their son. When I asked her what our community needed she said “we need a way for our kid’s education to stay consistent while moving every few years.” Her son Ian, has been to five different schools in the last nine years, some of schools he attended were D.O.D.E.A. (Department of Defense Education Activity) run and others were run by the local school district. She explained to me that all the D.O.D.E.A. school are run with the same curriculum, but the schools that are run by the local schools districts have different curriculum that vary by states, which makes transitioning hard
