A Short Story : The Story Of Going To School

Coming to school every day as a tenth grader was exciting, but it can get very annoying at times. I had to overcome many challenges to make it this far. Generally, freshman year was a year of change. One of the greatest things I learned as I reached sophomore year, was not to procrastinate.

I was told in the 4th grade that school will get harder and harder, I was told that middle school and high school will get harder than elementry school.

It was a bright sunny day and Anna was wearing her new shoes as she waited for the bus outside her house. Anna was a tall, skinny, shy girl that loved her new shoes, and could not wait to show everyone. The bus picked her up and took her to school. She walked into the school very confident.

High School has definitely given me many potentials. Transferring from Leuzinger High School to Moreno Valley High School has made me noticed that I’ve learned a lot such as: how to problem solve, how to not give up on myself, and how to accomplish difficult tasks. For example, when I attended Leuzinger High School, I wasn’t open-minded. This is because I didn’t take any useful opportunity for granted such as tutoring or extra credit. Then, when I moved to Moreno Valley High School, I finally took a chance to take any opportunity into consideration because more people influenced me, which made me believe in myself. The first opportunity I took for myself was going to tutoring for honors pre calculus. Because I played sports, I had to balance

One Thursday morning when I was in the school with my friend two boys were picking on me and my friend it happen on the bus and the hallway. That made me and my friend upset me and my friend goes to Arnall Middle School. it happen 1 week ago. What happened was two boys were picking on us so we told them to stop. But they keep going so we told the teacher. So he was talking to them out of the classroom door. So they can have a conversation about bullying.

The summer of 2012 was the start of the downward spiral into my high school career. This ass hole guy decided to dump me and my dumb ass kept going after him when I know I shouldn’t have so I got hella drunk one night (as a 14 year old) and made this hilarious video with my bff that people hated apparently even though we looked hot. And so we got kicked out of cheer lol. Stupid mrs hatfield even had the vid on her phone like wtf lol. So yeah great start to high school.

Cadenza walked the halls of Garden Grove High School quickly and quietly, taking soft steps and not looking up. You had to be careful when you were something like her. All through her family tree, from her great great great great great grandmother to as recent as her mom, her ancestors had been cursed with this gift. Every time, they had tried to help the people. Every time, they had been burned alive. But she had something special. Something, she thought, other witches didn’t have.

Students can achieve a stellar education, however, outstanding grades are earned not given. Moreover, students can achieve excellent grades in a plethora of ways. I was able to overcome a few hardships and achieve desired grades in college by employing a variety of techniques similar to Richard Rodriguez, author of A Story Of Schooling. Focusing on studies is one way to become well educated as claimed by Rodriguez (534). Although my roommate and other students pressured me to calm down about my studies, I always chose to prioritize my studies. In my opinion, grades are a religion, thus if I do not receive outstanding grades, I would dishonor my family and not only myself. Moreover, desired grades require more than just devotion to one’s studies, they

While growing up I only moved once from a quiet and tranquil apartment to a home near a train and friendly neighbors. The move wasn't that drastic due to me being young but I had to start school. School was very startling at first but as the days went on I became a bit more open. My family was a big help in that too because they talked to me about being myself and I shouldn't be shy when around strangers.

Getting to school at 7:15 am, an hour early, allowed me to sit on my desk, in the principal’s office, and get some reading done, outline my day, and finish up on work.  School started at 8:15 am end ended at 3:44 pm. After school, from 4 pm to 7 pm, I either worked at school, attended BridgeUP, or partook in an internship. Then came the arduous chunk of my day.  I would work from 8 pm to 12 am in multiple grocery and deli stores for my family.  Even though my parents weren't in dire need for money, the money I made was belonged to them and was used for petty things.  I did this every day of the week, but worked from 6am to 10 pm on Sundays, the devil's day.  This lifestyle was mentally and physically excruciating, it was not the cat’s meow,

Emily, Jasmine, Rene, and Rihanna were on their way to there school, Cedarcrest Junior High, and One day they got in trouble for starting a food fight. They stayed there for almost 5 hours cleaning everyone's mess in the cafeteria.it was really dark they, turned there flashlights on from there phone. They could burly see where they were walking. They tried to open the door, but the door couldn't open they were locked in the school campus

It was a year after the fight. Everything had returned to normal at Trinity High School. Everything was going good for Jerry, except for he didn’t play football this year because of his teammates targeting him last season.

It was August and school was just around the corner. I was going to be a freshman that year. It wouldn’t be too bad if I hadn’t just moved to the west side of Cleveland. Once again, I was going to be a new kid, but I guess we all were because we were freshmen. Later I found out that the school I would be attending, John Marshall High School, was a 9th grade academy. They separated us from the upperclassmen because the High School wasn’t big enough. Construction workers were in the process of building the new high school that year, so that grades 9-12 could be together. We were placed in an old middle school, it sucked! I wanted the real high school experience, but in this situation, I still felt like a child.

When I moved to Cape Girardeau from California to attend SEMO, I knew that I would need a job and that it had to be something simple and part-time. Only a week after moving here, my step-cousin Melissa, the director of the after school program at the St. Mary’s Cathedral, mentioned to me over a family dinner that there was a position open. She then continued by asking me, “Would you be interested? You would work with kids and it’s only from three to six on the weekdays.”

Dusten, Amie, and I all came home from middle school after a pretty rough day. Well, it was a rough day for me. I opened the garage door so we could enter the house because we never used the front door. When I opened the door, though, I was not expecting to see what I did. In a kennel that looked like it could fit a full grown dog, there was a little puppy. An english bulldog to be exact. When he saw us, he started barking at us. So I walked up to the cage and started to pet him through it. This calmed him down and he soon stopped barking.