The rule that I would most want changed at our middle school would be the dress code. We should be able to have our shirts untucked‚ be able to wear whatever we want‚ and our school performance should not be based on what we wear. One reason why I think the dress code should be changed is because we should be able to have our shirts untucked. We should be able to have our shirts untucked because all we are doing is sitting there in class. Sometimes I want to move around‚ but really can’t because
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seniors tell their crazy drunken stories and cat call at the numerous ladies. This is the dream for any freshmen‚ but not what I expected when I was thrust into Younglife weekend camp January of my freshmen year. These same kids who bullied me in middle school were acting like my good friends cheering me on whether it was my failing effort in Gotcha or chanting “chug‚ chug‚ chug” as I ruined my small stomach. Just hours ago‚ I had slowly crept on the bus‚ book in hand‚ to be dissected by the eyes of
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strange exercises. For a time‚ I even hated them because they singled me out from other kids. Of course I got over the isolation‚ but for the longest time‚ I had no idea why the teacher singled me out. I did not have an answer until 8th grade. Middle school felt like a roller
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I’ve always had lofty‚ perhaps unrealistic. In middle school‚ I naively assumed that I would be in top 12% of my class‚ by simply making A’s. I tried my hardest in every classes‚ but still wasn’t enough. I never reached my goal of being in top 12%‚ as a result my self-esteem plummeted. I started high school with high hopes once again. Perhaps even more naively‚ I pursued the goal of being ranked number one. I was too young to realize the concept of “realistic” goals. My biggest obstacle was my state
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“African Americans Pioneers: We’ve come a long way” Maya Angelou Public Charter Middle School Black History Month Essay Contest is open to all 6th through 18th grade students. Three winners will be selected: one 6th grader‚ one 7th grader‚ and one 8th grader. Students will be selected February 27th. Grade 7 and 8 Have students write about whether they think there is still racism in the United States today. Ask them to give specific examples. Have them compare and contrast the types of racist
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what everyone told me was wrong. My favorite part about sixth grade is the fact that we have so much freedom. At Davis Creek‚ we didn’t have a lockers‚ we weren’t allowed to chew gum‚ we couldn’t even keep our phone in our backpacks. So‚ when middle school came and I saw everyone chewing their gum and having their phone in their pockets‚ I was about to flip out! On the first day all I remember saying is that they were going to get in trouble. Though‚ all of this was pretty horrible‚ the worst part
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"Annabelle! Are you ready for school yet?"‚ my mom shouted from the kitchen. "I’ve been ready for ten minutes. Can we please go now?" "Yeah‚ I’ll be right there. Meet me in the car." I darted out the door of my house to my mom’s Chevy. I’ve been waiting for years for this moment. I bought new clothes‚ supplies‚ new everything. I just can’t wait to start middle school. All the new people‚ sights‚ sounds‚ experences. "I can’t wait‚" I let out a quite sigh of relief. My mom started the car
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Thank you for the opportunity you have given me to be apart of the National Honors Society. Throughout my high school career I have committed my time and efforts to creating a better community around me as many of my friends and family have seen. I have exemplified service‚ leadership‚ and character through my honesty‚ confidence‚ and dedication to others. I am often described as an honest person‚ willing to speak the truth‚ even when it may be challenging or unpopular. I believe that as a leader
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I was a seventh-grader at Cedar Ridge Middle School and I was in the prime years of my life. I had just made the tennis team‚ I was in higher level classes‚ and I was making new friends every day. I felt like I already knew what it was like to live. There came a day‚ though‚ that I became unsure of who I was and if I was doing the right things. The reason for this was a boy named Ryan‚ and little did I know that he was going to impact my life in ways that I would never have thought of. He was not
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Sitting at the living room table I began to do my homework‚ which instantly started the wrestling match between letters and my mind‚ consequently setting off my short fuse when it came to reading. I sat there balling while my parents were nearby in the kitchen. This was not a new occurrence‚ it had begun to be a regular happening by the time I was in second grade. I couldn’t come up with words for things‚ or I would blend parts of two different words together making a completely different word. I
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