I went to St. Michael School from Kindergarten through Eighth grade‚ so when it came time to leave for high school‚ I was not excited for the change. St. Michael was especially small in regards to student population. We had just under three hundred students split between all nine grades. That left roughly twenty to thirty kids per class. I was extremely used too this small environment and not exactly looking forward to the terrors of high school towering over me nor the thought of being lost in the
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gross cold I decided to go to school .the problem was i didnt knew that day was a holiday‚no it was not sunday but whatever day it was it was terrible.there is nothing like i am affectionate towards school but we students have to keep our work updated.the most weird thing was my mom didnt remembered it too. so after that i walked downstairs to my parking lot took my vehicle and drove .the first breeze made me astonished then the breezes didnt affect my will to go to school . at last when i reached near
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story that I still regret till this day. It’s the last week of school and everybody making their finalization to committing to their colleges and some getting recruited cause of sports like my friend Rakeem Christmas going to Syracuse University and Jayson Tatum also my friend going to Duke University. It wasn’t getting into college because of sport reasons it was because i had a 4.5 GPA and no reports to the office since freshman till now. While i was taking my S.A.T. TEST ‚ I got called down by
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future of not only the rest of my high school career‚ but my entire life‚ I continue to feel a longing for my old school. I wish for my old friends who I know will recognize me and jump to greet me; my old routine that I grew so accustomed to. But none of that matters now. All that matters is that I currently feel like a “nobody” and I’m certain that is all that I’ll feel for the next two agonizing years of my life. Is it just my imagination‚ my insecurities flooding my brain‚ or is everyone staring
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My worst day of school was my freshman year. I had the worst day of school in the beginning of the year‚ September‚ to be exact. It wasn’t the first day of school but it was close. It started of as most terrible days of school start‚ missing the bus. It wasn’t that I just missed my bus it was that I was wearing wrinkled clothes and my hair was all messed up also. When I actually got into the building‚ the one good thing happened to me‚ I found a five dollar bill on the floor. But that luck wouldn’t
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beeping of my alarm clock sounded like a countdown. The first day of high school was only two hours away. I was excited‚ but a lot more nervous. I got out of bed‚ got ready‚ and then was on my way to the bus stop. All I could think of are the stories I heard about CIS being so horrible with all the strict teachers‚ the really hard tests‚ and of course being new doesn’t help either. Everyone feels very anxious and at the same time nervous about their first day of school. The ride to the school was only
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was actually a pretty nice person. I had a somewhat unremarkable life‚ except for my mom being gone. I lived with my dad and my 7-year old brother in the suburbs. Life was hard sometimes‚ but I got through it. Eventually it came to the first day of school yet again. It was a typical first day of school. Rushing to get ready‚ finding the perfect outfit‚ cliche first-day-of-school pictures. When I got to school‚ everything was normal. Life was good. But‚ in a weird class I had called “Creative
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Pg.1 The First Day The story is narrated by an adult female who tells the story of her first day of school‚ when she was still very young and unfortunately‚ throughout the years‚ has become ashamed of her mother. The question is: does her first day occur “long before” she “learned to be ashamed” of her mother? Or is she learning to be ashamed before the story ends? In order to give an answer we must first understand what is the narrator ashamed of. The set-up for the beginning of the story
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thing I’ve ever done in my life thus far was taking Spanish in my first two years of high school. Throughout my whole scholastic career‚ I never really had to try. I came to class‚ did the work‚ and then aced the tests. This history of nonexistent challenge was interrupted by my enrollment into foreign language. For some reason the ideas taught within the class never really resonated with me and for the first time ever I was no longer an “A student.” This took a huge hit to my pride but it made me want
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It wasn’t too long before I realized that high school was not just a walk in the park as I anticipated and to be extra serious than what I was. Sophomore year is when I figured this all out and in my Junior year is when I flipped the script. Now I’m striving‚ working‚ and improving on my learning to graduate. In my sophomore I wasn’t doing so sound‚ in I would say the majority of my classes I did fail 2 of my classes when honestly it shouldn’t have happened. The two classes I didn’t pass were English
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