so what I did was went I out to eat with some of my friend and that was the end of the 10th grade. The 11th and other year and I’m on to college. So in the 11th grade I moved to Atlanta.
We stayed there until the spring of fifth grade. Know I live in my still incomplete house on Glen Dr. Looking back to my childhood (well I still am a child), some good memories are with my mother in the spring sitting on our porch drinking coffee. Yes, I have drank coffee since I could sing, because my mom made us sing for a sip of coffee. We would also watch the storms come in on our porch because my mom has always loved storms and it is something that I enjoy with her.
A lot of stuff happened in eighth grade, some good, some bad. For one good thing, every time at the end of quarter, we would do nothing and just play games, eat pizza, and watch movies. All the bad things I can think about is just the bad grades I get on test sometimes like that. So the goods outweigh the bads.
There I explored all of the different STEM fields. From the experience I have developed a love for biology and learning how small things affect larger things in the world around me. The next summer I participated in the Summer Science Research
I remember my dad setting up the hog trap with the leftover food we had after dinner. That trap is now nothing but pile of rust that lies just behind a dirt road. I remember running my fingers down the old chain link fence behind the house which was removed to expand the house. I remember waking up in the morning with the smell of bacon and staring at the particle board ceiling, making pictures out of all the random shapes. Now that board has been replaced with a nice painted boring wall.
Throughout my three to four years in high school I’ve always been fascinated by science. Anything from astronomy to biology would pique my interests. At a young age I was certain that my career is going to be in that field. That passion would drive the ambitions I had pictured in my own thoughts. However, this changed junior year in high school.
realized what it actually meant, I erased it in embarrassment and did not fill in that portion of the paper. Anyways, from fifth through eighth grade is when I got more appreciative of nature. Belle Valley South had a courtyard in the middle of the building, and I loved going to it everyday to eat. It was always quiet, serene, and devoid of all the other students whom were terrified of something as simple as bees or ladybugs. I grew a little sad when it got to the colder months and we had to eat inside.
6th grade began and and with it started a new year. On the first day me and
I am truly honored to be considered for being a part of The national honor Society. Being a part of this organization has been a goal for me since I first knew about what it was, and how it does great things for the community. I am inspired when I hear the great actions it national honor Society has done and I hope to be a part of this admirable organization. I feel I am qualified to be a part of this organization because of my dedication and hard work. Every day I follow the same routine.
Then I got there and realized it wasn’t that bad. We read books, counted numbers, and learned d 'nealian handwriting. My favorite part of the day was recess. I liked that we were able to go outside and play for a while. Although, I was also a bit hesitant.
We never underestimate the power of an itsy-bitsy atom, which contrives the mysterious, gigantic universe. The analogously minuscule cell is regarded true biological atom, which institutes many intricate systems of our complex human body and its creation, my inheritance genes provoked my inquisitive mind to dive into the understanding of the complexity of our organs. Up to elementary school, my cumulative treasure of science pertained only theories. My hands-on practical started during 7th grade, I dissected a cow eyeball to learn its anatomical structures. Next dissection was a frog, first time in my life I saw internal organs by naked eyes, and to see the circulatory system I dissected an Earth worm.
Many things have affected my life over time. None of them have possibly effected my life more than reading and writing. Everyone knows that reading and writing is important, but for some people it has a bigger impact on their life. I believe reading in particular had a large impact in my life. I don’t know how different my life would be without reading.
No one can honestly say that they enjoyed middle school. I know that I can’t. Unfortunately, as young teenagers, we are impressionable, and whatever habits and traits that we pick up in middle school can alter the course of our lives. Look at me, I was diagnosed with ulcerative colitis the summer before eighth grade and now my life has been changed forever. If I’m being completely honest, middle school helped me become the person I am today.
One of my favorite memories growing up is how much time I spent reading. Whenever I got a new book I couldn 't put it down. I remember that I would always read on the bus ride home. Reading was something that I liked to do. As I’ve gotten older my choice of books has changed alot, a different genre for each of my phases.
Are you afraid of sharing your thoughts? Do you believe that they can tell about your actions? Would you like to have someone you could talk to with no shame of being judged? Well, there is a profession were people listen to others and at the same time, thousands of thoughts are being connected in their minds with a purpose of understanding and helping you. This profession is called psychology, the profession I chose to practice when I grow up and by the end of this speech I will prove to you that psychology is great, that my characteristics match the profession and that I have a plan to follow to get there.
