Westside Middle School massacre Essays

The vice principal of Waianae High School, Mr.M.Kurose was found dead on campus by a psychotic teacher within the school. The four people suspected of murdering Kurose are Mr.Hidano, Ms.Hoppe , Ms.Megahan, and Mrs.Shimoda. The culprit of the homicide was no other than Drake Hidano. He has been found to be a psychopath. He was also proven to be a liar. Mr.Hidano is a dangerous person and will be brought to justice. Hidano’s records gave clues that proves he is a psychopath. The psychopathy checklist

My high school was not the best, and the environments that I was around where not the best. Mistakes I have made have built me as a person in many ways.This is a time in my life I will never forget, but its a good thing that I knew soon it would turn into an amazing thing. My Jr year of high school i was very amazed that they would classify me as that but I went along with it. I had made it a goal to my self that I would be more about football than anything besides my class work. On the football

deal with the day, but not going to school was not an option. I went to school, finished first block, and then walked off campus. I was walking around with my backpack and a group of boys when somebody called the police; we tried to run, but everything was blocked off polices came from both directions. We just stopped and gave our names and other information and the police put us in the car now I’m sitting in the back of the police car. When we arrived at the school, the principal just started an argument

For my preschool observation, I went to little jungle childcare center in Fargo, North Dakota. I knew about this childcare facility, because I have been working there for about seven months. It was truly a different experience to take my break earlier in the day and just observe the class that I usually work in. Through observations, I was able to actually think about why the room is set up the way it is, watch how students and teachers listen and talk to each other, and think about why we do some

I read a study last week that described middle children as the most forgotten child. It didn’t use those words exactly, but with phrases like “least talkative”, “least bold” and “lack of attention” it’s easy to get the gist. As the second oldest in a family of four kids, I originally agreed with this sentiment. I’ve had more than my fair share of being forgotten by my parents at shops. Twice the amount of all my siblings combined. But, in Charles Bukowski’s poem “Betting on the Muse”, he describes

Most students, during their school years, push themselves forward to succeed. Whether it is taking extracurricular programs or constantly studying, they’re always aiming for that one letter that 'll “determine” their whole future: an ‘A’. Students do this especially during grade 7 and 8, the transition from middle school high school. Students are not limiting their study time as they 're to get into the high school of their choice. “As experience and research confirm, kids who study more tend to

September 9, 2013 i started my first day at Overbrook High School. Overbrook was never my first choice of high school to attend out Of middle school but my sister was going to elementary school right down the street and due to the violence in that neighborhood my mom and I wanted to keep her safe and know let her know she was safe at all times. My first day made itt seem as if it was an great school I met the superintendent the mayor and a state representative all on my first day. I didn’t have no

At the beginning of my high school career, I knew grades were important but, I never knew how vital until the end of my eleventh-grade year when I began "college hunting." I realized that with a low GPA nobody wants you at their university because you 're a representation of them so, when you look bad they look bad. Soon after, knowing what had to be done, I prepared myself for the final year of high school with new study habits, motivation, and a new mindset on the grades I 'll accept because I

I know that college is completely different than high school was and that it is a time to grow, change, and experience new things. In high school you were the “entire package” you were the athlete, the leader, the scholar, the go-to person by teacher, coaches, friends/teammates, and community members. You were the role model for many younger kids and the majority of the community knew you by name, number, and car. You were never given the opportunity to be out of the eye of the public and be a typical

My first experience with education occurred in kindergarten. I remember my mom picking up my older brother up and I from school in order to drive us to my brother 's speech class. At the time, he had a combination of a lisp and a stutter which caused these classes went on for what seemed like forever. The part of this experience that baffled me was that I never saw a problem with the way he was speaking until we arrived at the class. Now that I am older, I realize that everything that I know to be

starts his first year of school. On the first day of school, Laurie changes his dress style and forgets to wave his mom goodbye while leaving for school. After he comes back from school, his parents inquire about what he learnt and how is day was. Laurie then talks about a boy named Charles who is in his class and is spanked by his teacher for being fresh. His parents get interested about Charles. Laurie starts behaving badly to his father and mother. Each day, he comes from school and tells how badly

It was Saturday, me and Jalyn plus the rest of my family, were at Applebee 's waiting outside for our tables to be ready. It was packed. Jalyn glances at her phone as we sit on the bench by the door, she starts typing and I wonder to who. She turns off her phone and I feel a vibration on my hip, she was texting me. Shocker. I look at the text and it says ' 'try to catch me! ' ' I looked up in confusion but only see Jalyn running away. ' 'Oh you little..." I got up and ran after her, I catchup pretty

suffered from a speech impediment that put the fear of God in me. I was afraid to speak up and let my voice be heard. I didn’t want to learn how to read and risk mispronouncing a word I should have known. This fear followed me all the way through high school and to be perfectly honest, I still hate speaking in front of the class. I would do what I had to and force myself to read the assignments given to me in English class. I remember feeling different like there was something wrong with me for not wanting

The guns laws in this country must, absolutely must be reformed. I am an eighth grade student at Woodlawn Beach Middle School in Gulf Breeze. In the past couple of weeks, I have been told about multiple shooting threats to schools in our area. I was also informed of a recent shooting in Pensacola. Then, there was the school shooting in south Florida. How much more bloodshed will it take before we make a change? First of all, there must be more rules on who may purchase a gun. Those that are juvenile

Imagine that you are getting home from school and all you want to do is eat a snack and watch Judge Judy. You are exhausted from a long day of testing, exams, and writing essays. To top it off, you have homework in math, science, and writing. You have no energy to give, you have no desire to think anymore. The alternative is, you fail your classes. Imagine you aren’t doing so well in school because of constantly being loaded down with tons of homework. You are just praying to God that you will

When I was growing up, I was in a small town. With about 1,000 people in total. I went to a small school that in total had about 300 kids in the Elementary, Junior high, and High school. In kindergarten-5th grade things went really good. I had a few really good friends, we 'd hang out all the time. Play video games and go down to the river and play on the sandbars. But in 6th grade, all of that changed. I started getting bullied. Even by some of my old friends. Every. Single. Day. I would try to

ESU SPEECH True friendships are like stars on a cloudy night, you may not see them, but they 're always there. I read this in a toilet cubicle when I was in seventh grade at school. By then, it was all about popularity, guys, makeup, clothes and all those middle school flings. It was incredibly important to me that I remained seated with my usual group of friends during lunch, and that we all remained together. We were the type of girls that clogged the hallways, the type of girls that were inseparable

Surviving in High School “The journey doesn’t start at the beginning, begins at the end.” School is one of the most memorable moments you will experience in your life, are those moments when you find a second family in your life called “classmates”, they start being strangers to classmates, classmates to friends and friends to brothers and sisters, you spent every single day of your life for more or less 2 years of your life that you start to know them more than anybody. I study in Colegio De

Skylar Hargrove Ms. McCoy English 1 Period 6 20 August 2015 Personal Narrative Assignment A Night To Remember My day had begun normal. I remember I woke up, went to school and found myself with my friends that afternoon. My company was five of my closest pals; Kylie, Alex, Meredith, Lee, and my boyfriend Matthew. For most of the evening, we sat around telling horror stories and gossiping about classmates. Time passed quickly and soon, it was time to head home. The girls were all planning

The most difficult thing being my age, fourteen, is the adjustment to high school. Graduating from middle school and going right into high school is a big change. It’s scary to have to start high school without all your old school friends. The first change for me was lockers. My school had cubbies and desks. I’m always used to being able to access my belongings easily. Using a locker was hard for me. It was a challenge to get books from my lockers and arrive to class on time. It was so stressful