Before I Start School: A Personal Narrative Of My Life

After sitting at the same desk for three years, I figured I was beyond seeing anything new. I was wrong. After that third year I saw a lot more than I thought I would. I went up to high school and everything was so much different. The grades were harder, the assignments were harder and the teachers were harder.

At Quickstart before freshman year I had a panic attack before I even entered the building. I saw how big the school was and I became extremely nervous about starting school. There was so much pressure to make the next four years, the best four years. Also, none of my friends were attending Lane with me and I did not know how to make new friends. Upon entering the building on the first day I got lost a couple of times but I made a couple of friends and lasting impression on my teachers.

Before I started school I went to daycare instead of pre-k. There were three teachers that I can remember and they were Miss Amanda, Miss Jessie, and Mrs. Teresa. Out of all of them Miss Amanda was defiantly my favorite Before I started school I would go to daycare four days a week and Friday I would stay at home with my dad because back then he had Fridays off. We went to daycare because we do not live near any of our families. I liked spending the days at daycare and also at home with my dad. When I was a kid I was pretty shy and reserved kind of like I am now also. When I was little my hair was very short and extremely blonde. My food favorite food when I was little was meat. Any kind everything from chicken to steak. One memory I have of being in daycare was when one day I pulled a

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.

Going into High School I didn’t know what to expect, I was nervous but I knew what classes I wanted to take and get over with. World Geography was an option and I was discussing it with my sister, she did let me know that there would be mostly all sophomores in that class because it was a sophomore class. That did get me a bit nervous because I only work well with a certain amount of people. The first day of school I was a little calm because when I walked in, I already knew most of the people in my class. Somethings that I will take from World Geography is how I somehow managed to improve on my time management skills, with the help of Mr. Brubaker and DJ, I got to see what I needed to improve in my writing and I took what I learned in this

Back within seventh grade towards the start of the school year I was put into a course called "Advanced Art" and I sat with a friend. My friend, Javier, wasn't suppose to have the class so he was sure to leave within weeks. During the time with him I noticed this big group of friends that seemed quite interesting to me. Around the time when he had his classes changed the song "Wrecking Ball" by Miley Cyrus came along and I drew a funny picture about it. I introduced myself into the big group and at first they seemed off about me but then they accepted me, especially this one girl named Tiffany. We had a few classes together so we would sit together and this was a start of a story of best friends.

Going into high school it was scary because of the new school. I went to East Moriches and we had a choice between Eastport, Center Moriches, and Westhampton Beach. Westhampton was the right choice for me because the school size was perfect, friends went there and my mom graduated at Westhampton too. The first week was hard to get use because of new classes and different teachers. After the first couple of weeks it was basketball season and my brother and I went to tryouts. After the three days of tryouts there were no cuts and everyone who tried out was on the team. Practice was long and had a lot of conditioning but it was fun and worth it. Home games were memorable playing on the court with our team. Varsity games were more exciting, as

As a child we are always asked, “ What do you want to be when you grow up?” I just never really knew how to answer that. I always had a love for sports and taking care of others. I went back and forth and just never could decide what to do, then of course life gets busy and school got put on the back burner. I knew I wanted a career and not just a job, something I would love to do and not just the daily grind. My husband and I prayed for God to lead us in a direction that would work for us and our family. Of course God’s plan might be different then yours.

One reason I struggled in high school was because of hanging out with the wrong group of friends. When I was a freshman I had many “friends” (as many do when they first start high school.) By the time I was a senior I had two friends out of the whole group of friends I started with my freshman year. Hanging out with bad influences not only got me into drugs but got me into thinking it was okay to come home 3 nights out of the week at 2 am, when my curfew was at 11 pm. At that point in my life I was dealing with my mother’s sickness alone and feeling like I would never be good enough for anyone. I went to the drugs and told myself that I was “forgetting” everything. Sadly I didn’t figure out how bad I was ruining my high school years until I

As the hallways emptied, the three girls gathered into Desiree’s blue saturn car. Ironically, though her car was beat up, she had managed to dress in only the best and most expensive clothes items. Many were skeptical of her work ethics, and the fact that her bag cost more than her car, but her friends were not. She had always been brutally honest so her friends never questioned why she would never wear the same outfit twice.

My elementary and middle school years were excellent. I got good grades, on time to class everyday, never talked back to the teachers. I was the perfect student.

Entering high school, I wasn’t exactly sure what to expect, but I sure wasn’t mentally prepared for what hit me as soon as the semester started. Specifically, math. I’ve always really loved math, probably because I’ve always been able to get it without much extra work or stress. Man, was that about to change.

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.”

Before I was old enough to start school I went to daycare. I started at St. Michael when I was 3 years old. My first teacher was Ms.Oria in Pre-K3. The next year in Pre-K4 my teacher was Sister Inez. I met 2 of my current friends that year, Ana and Lesly. My best friend when I was little was Lara. She left the school in second grade.

Days, months, years gone by. I soon was in third grade when a miracle happened and altered my life forever. Till this day it affects me, it made who I am. To help you understand I was a very quiet, non-going, and lacked of self-confidence whatsoever. In elementary school, the teachers and directors put me as socially mute because when I am at school, I do not answer questions even though I know the answer, I would not ask for help, and I would also not ask to use the restroom. I basically was just there and sat there silent. My teachers and other adults thought I would not make it through the school year and would be held back because I made no progress. However, someone remodeled my future and still does. As usually you have your normal teacher,