In the story “Seventh Grade,” Victor, the main character, learns that persevering to achieve something can lead to embarrassing moments that can at first make you feel like a fool, but later on it can become something great through his embarrassing moments. The author illustrates this point when he states, Mr. Bueller asked if anyone knew French. Victor raised his hand, wanting to impress Teresa. The teacher beamed and said, “Tres bien. Parlez-vous francais?” Victor didn’t know what to say. Victor felt all eyes staring at him. He tried to bluff his way to out by making noises that sounded French (Soto 42-43) He looked sheepishly at the teacher, who was erasing the board, then widened his eyes in terror at Teresa who stood in front…
From nerd to jock there are many different types of people at our school. In between those two you have neutral people who make average grades and are somewhat cool to talk to and then as popularity increases you have your normal spoiled rich kids who are in AP classes and typically feel they can do everything they want to do just like the jocks except the fact that even though the jocks are extremely popular you have to understand the fact that they only make only about a C average so they can play football. You see a lot of lower class men such as freshman get the bullying because they are what we call "fresh meat." And its mainly your nerd kids as well as unpopular kids that get bullied cause they try to at cool like the others do. But, everyone denies the people who try compared to the ones that are. So people decide to pick on them because they don’t fit…
Just Kids, by Patti Smith, is the true story of Robert Mapplethorpe and Patti Smith’s growth together as artists and friends. Patti Smith uses the classical structure of a short story to organize her memoir. Because of this predictable organization, she leads her reader to expect a traditional coming-of-age story. However, Smith’s choice of detail and character development often leaves readers feeling shocked or rattled. Her approach juxtaposes traditional story-telling techniques with bizarre plot points, and the result is an uneven piece of writing.…
In both articles, “What’s it like to be a kid in the White House? Kids have a lot of ideas” by Caitlin Gibson and “Is it tough being a kid? Try being a president’s kid” by Darlene Superville, the authors present what it is like to be a president’s child and to live in the White House. I believe the article “What’s it like to be a kid in the White House? Kids have a lot of ideas”, portrays the life of a president’s child more accurately because the article incorporates what ordinary ten-year-olds think. One can imagine what ten-year-old Barron Trump might be going through. The article illustrates the children’s imaginations, ideas and suggestions about life for the youngest Trump child and living in the White House. This is proven when the article states, “What kids think: One downside is there’s probably a lot of pressure on a first kid to behave properly at all times, the surveyed 10-year-olds agreed… What it’s really like: First kids definately face pressure to behave a certain way--- and when they don’t, it does tend to draw attention...”(Gibson…
There once was a man who lived next to a steep cliff. This man, named James, had an alpaca named Cool Joe. One day, Cool Joe decided to try and jump across the cliff. Cool Joe is not very smart.…
“Five years ago juveniles were being tried for shoplifting, now we have murders, breaking out car windows … it all ties into gang activity. Six to eight months ago, a juvenile I represented said he wanted to be in a gang, so he robbed an elderly woman.” Juveniles should be convicted as adults for violent crimes because when they commit a crime and don't get caught or have any consequences after, they are basically walking around our streets with no one to notice they are criminals. If they did it once, they can do it again and get away with it. A crime is a crime no matter what the age of the criminal, they need to be punished.…
In the story “Seventh Grade” by Gary Soto, Victor learns that focusing solely on an infatuation can…
There is not a single person in this world that does not want to belong to something. Every individual wants to feel like they have a purpose somewhere in life. in the poem “ June 23rd 1973” by Bruce Hunter two boys chase every teenage boys dream to fit in with the popular crowd and be accepted by all of them. The poem uses to two boys to portray the idea that people will go to extremes to be accepted and in that process can make some bad decisions. The short story “ The New Kid” by Murray Heyart is all about a young boy and his journey to be accepted. This story shows a side of a lot of boys particularly where the decisions you make to be accepted go greatly against your values and morals. Both of these pieces of reading demonstrate the idea…
Here I am in honor classes, but why I’m not smart enough to be here. This is going to be too difficult for me. All I see when I look around are all these outstandingly intelligent people. The only reason I am here is because Mrs. Lee’s class was straightforward or maybe the other people in that class were not very bright. Whatever the reason, I am here and already homework on the first day of school, the other kids probably don’t have homework. I really don’t want to be here, I want to be the smart one again. I feel strange and uncomfortable when I have to speak out loud like if the people around me are judging me.…
Sherwood Middle school can be full of surprises, it even has a superhero. Mr. Eric Bowman, an eighth grade Language Arts teacher. His kryptonite? John Mantalas, one of SMS’s PE teachers, widely known for his famous pose, coffee in one hand, phone in the other.…
He’s always there: next to me in class, across from me at lunch, following me at recess. There’s no escaping him. I could take a step to the left, and you could count on him to close the gap. His words taunt me every day. His cruel jokes, his unnecessary teases, his painful truths, they wear me down and make me beg for the day summer would start and the second grade would come to an end.…
When I was a kid, I would always talk and do you remember those cards you pull every time you being bad, yeah those. I was that kid who was very smart ,but just get into trouble a lot. See like in 8 grade not caring about my education why? You may ask, well I don't know to be honest, I always thought it wasn't important you may say “that crazytalk.” Like all my teachers had once said I never say it as a wrong thing until now through my middle school years at Mayfair middle school.…
Tom Peters was out at the public football field. Tom had been playing catch with other eleven year-olds Tom was an ordinary eleven-year old boy. He was about five feet tall; he wore a t-shirt and tennis shoes. He was enjoying his summer that he felt he could not be deprived of. It was a beautiful day, there were very few clouds, and it was about seventy-five degrees outside that day. The birds were chirping and the noise of kids playing with each other and having fun filled the air.…
It appears out of nowhere, slowly taking over your body, like a disease. Right out of the ground, out of thin air. Gradually, you feel your body start to tremble, but by then, it's way too late. You are no longer in control of your body, just your fears and worries, dragging you down. You are no longer yourself, you are no longer making your own decisions, and there is no escape. You are so intent on succeeding that you drive yourself mad, oblivious to your surroundings.…
In “Of My Friend Hector and My Achilles Heel” by Michael T. Kaufman, Kaufman mentioned in his essay “children from other classes, those presumably not so intellectually gifted, would tease and taunt us;” unfortunately my friends and I went through the same exact thing. As much as we loved our class we would constantly be picked on, being called “nerds”, “geeks”, and “teacher’s pets” was part of our everyday routine. One of us could simply be walking to the bathroom or the library not knowing that we were being watched, and walk out right into a handful of kids pointing and laughing at us for no reason. We had our days when we would just brush it off like nothing had been said; we knew not to step down to that level of being immature and arrogant but there were days where we could not control a word that came out of our mouths.…
