The last time I remember something as huge as starting in high school was having to move to Oregon from Alaska‚ but for better or for worse‚ here I am‚ attempting to make my mark on this big blue Earth. However‚ Highschool was never always just peaches‚ cream‚ rainbows and unicorns. If I’m to be one hundred percent honest here‚ I was legitimately terrified of it‚ whether it be the totally reasonable fear of being stuffed into a locker by a bully or getting lost in a labyrinth of corridors and passages
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Dear High School‚ I think I have the most to write about with you. You are not one place; you are four years that I’ve experienced in two places. My first year with you was at Gateway. Out of my four years‚ that is the one I’ll always remember. It was my first year out of middle school and the way people talked about it made it seem as if you were the big‚ scary‚ bully who was coming after me. However‚ when I finally got there‚ it seemed the opposite. You weren’t scary‚ mean‚ or anything else.
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that I will take any academic award in high school or any time for all that matter. When I stepped excitedly and nervously into the stage to get my third academic letter award in high school‚ it was the most amazing moments in my life; and without a doubt‚ it was a fantastic fantasy in between my hands. Arriving at my new school excitingly‚ Marshall High School‚ I met my new counselor‚ who was the first person I met in school. She told me about the school system‚ the teachers‚ clubs/organization and
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I’m average at best”. Even though I was shaking and so nervous I did end up auditioning. A week later I found out that I was accepted. That single event was what started my passion for the stage. Around my freshman year of high school I was telling my
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Looking back to middle school I remember the fear I had for someday having to go to high school. My teachers always told me how different and harder it would be when I went. My older sister was in 9th grade at the time and I wanted ti be with her when I went. But the high school she was at was different from the one all my friends were going. I always had a hard time making decisions and now I had to choose between going to a school with my friends or going to a school that would help me prepare
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My high school has become an everyday landfill. This has no relation to the school administrators or teachers. Trash such as gum‚ plastic wrappers‚ and bottles was being littered haphazardly everywhere on school grounds; especially‚ in the cafeteria‚ hallways‚ and restrooms. The most inevitable issue in my high school was the problem with students littering their gums. Gum filled with germs and bacteria can be found on the grounds of the campus‚ under the desks‚ and chairs. My school had become very
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of the bastards snorted. I kicked and squealed. Begging for them to release me. But it’s just silly for me to believe they would give me mercy. This torture has been going on for almost all of my life so far. I was happy in elementary school. But then middle school rolled around‚ I was made fun of for everything‚ like my existence was a crime…. A mistake. Everything was always my fault. Two kids would fight. Then just like that‚ I was called to
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In the beginning of October‚ I received a new fourth grade student named Adrian. Adrian came from a rural school district in Iowa‚ where he had attended since he was six years old. Within the first week of Adrian’s arrival at Anson Elementary‚ he was performing grade levels below his peers. His school records did not arrive until two weeks after his start date in October. When looking at his records‚ it stated on his 2015-16 Iowa Assessments that he was on grade level for math and reading.
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by alphabetical order. I knew the boy who was assigned to sit next to me‚ flashes of elementary school memories filling my head when I heard his name coming out of the teacher’s mouth as she pointed at the desk to my right. Being the brat I was (and still am)‚ I relentlessly‚ but jokingly‚ teased him. He retaliated with his own childish sixth grader rebuttals‚ and suddenly it was the end of the school year and he was akin to something like my brother. Our friends did not see the relationship as
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grade teacher came out‚ and she helped me to the nurse. The nurse called my mother‚ and told her that I had to go to the hospital. Before my mother got to the school‚ although she was driving pretty fast‚ I got to look in the mirror. My upper lip was split open‚ and did not look pretty. It was bleeding excessively when my mother got to the school. She quickly got me into the car‚ and we drove off.
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