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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Public School
It was the middle of the school year, and I had just moved into Duluth. I was begging my mother to put me back into public school. At the time I was being home-schooled but I hated it. So one day, my mom told me "since you want to go to public school so bad, I'll let you go soon." I was happy! I could finally make some new friends and go somewhere I wanted to go. Few days later, we went into the school I will be attending called Northview High School. We went to go get interviewed, but the lady that interviewed us was very rude. She was not hopeful or even encouraging. She told me and my mom that I was going to fail all my courses and will have to wait til the end of the school year. Basically, she wanted to hold me back. Who would have known how right she was. In the end, it worked out and I was able to attend Northview. …show more content…
Even though, I didn't know where any of my classrooms were. Lets fast-forward a bit. I did not do well in 3 of my classes. I later failed them. The next semester there was this program for students that failed a course or courses last semester. I was in that program and it was called "study skills" even though we didn't do any studying. There were 2 parts to this class. We either work to get our credits back or we be in the classroom and learn things we don't need to know. By the way there were other students there instead of just me. The students (including me) were all annoyed with the class and very disliked it. We were in the class room more than we were getting our credits back, but even when we were everyone still hated it. We were just being pushed around do this, do that, its sad. Due to us not doing much work we all had to do summer school. I have been regretting ever since then and I want to drop out of school. I'm not going to but i feel the need to. Lesson learned to always do your work even though you have to listen to people that don't deserve to have the type of power they

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