Braedyn's Homecoming Princesses

Dean Maniuszko Mr. McKnight English 3-4H, pd. 2 15 May 2013 Decisions for the Future ! As high-school students (and their families) approach their junior year of high

Your Honor, Sir. Breana’s proudest moment as a person is when she obtained an honor roll certificate last year. She had a hard time with understanding the teacher, but she slowly and gradually grasped the concept. Her hard work paid off as she got all A’s and B’s. Breana’s strenuous time with her school’s curriculum made her feel very angered, but she pushed herself to the limits and ended up having the joy of spectacular

Carolina Flores has had an extraordinary experience at Casco Bay High School. She had a passionate smile as she said, “I would redo my four years here again.” Her journey before a CBHS was different. Her 8th grade year everyone kept telling her only weird go to CBHS or it's a hard school. But her mother didn't wanted her to go to Deering High school because her older sister had a horrible experience at DHS. “My older sister didn't want me to same experience as she did in high school,” Carolina said. But right now she is so grateful and thankful for mother forcing her to go Casco. She learned how to come out of her comfort zone, for example, her biggest millstone was being a dj at her 10th grade year for the Halloween dance.

Escaping from the past, focusing on the present, and fearing the future, one enters the honors English classroom taught by Mrs. Roll, the tenth grade pre-AP English teacher. Because summer flew to its end, students became one step closer to their biggest fear- school. By the time one reached Mrs. Roll’s class, the quote, “I won’t be your friend, but I will be friendly,” was drilled regularly in one’s mind. Everyday in the class, there would be daily reminders of this warning. To be in her honors class was a risk, but also the wisest choice of them all. Not everything will go the way it is planned, but a little critiquing might get the task completed. With Mrs. Roll preaching to students day in and day out, she barely has time to remember all their names; therefore, what time does she have to be their friend? However, she does contain time to be friendly.

Vanessa Brenes is currently a student at Salem Church Middle School and is in eighth grade. She is 14 years old and lives with her parents and two sisters in Richmond, Virginia. She has a dog who’s named Lexi, she is a beagle who loves to play. Vanessa is in all honors classes and is excited about transitioning into high school. One of her favorite subjects in school is Algebra I and Civics and Economics. She has applied to a specialty center and is hoping to get accepted. She also loves to go to starbucks, loves to shop until she drops and enjoys being around her close friends and family! Although she hasn’t written any books and isn’t famous, yet, she is sarcastic and so much fun to have around.

People have dreams and beliefs that they could make it big in life after of highschool. These high school students are transitioning into adulthood. They have passions and know what they want to become and do in the future. Mireya Mora is going to Chaffey College, and she is becoming a radiologist. She wants to be in the radiologist field, because she has always dreamed of becoming a nurse, and they pay is high. Mariah Fierro is going to Life Pacific College. Her major is Ministry and Leadership. Her plan is to become a Youth Minister, to spread the word of god, and transition to be a leader in Evangelism. Louis Gallegos is going to Cal Sate University, Los Angeles. He going to become a filmaker ,because he enjoys working with sound and making

Walking into Booth Middle School on the first day of seventh grade, all I wanted was a friend. I cared little about whether they would make an impact on my life; as a newcomer to Peachtree City, I was open to befriend anyone. Within the first week, I met Annabelle. I was so preoccupied with the excitement of having a new friend that I was unaware of how greatly she would impact not only my first day, first week, or first year of middle school, but how vastly she would affect my future.

You’re probably wondering who’s writing to you. Well, this is you: Abby (NOT Abigail) Wieland. I’m writing this when there are 3½ days left in sixth grade. I know that you are in your room, packing and repacking your school supplies. You’re also terrified for your first year of middle school. It’s not as bad as you think. Nothing really changes, except there’s different teachers for every class. Most of the time, you’ll love middle school. Just like every year, though, there will be times when you hate it. Just warning you.

Tiffany Nguyen is one of the many freshmen attending Chino Hills High School. Her bright smile sets her apart in a crowd. She is involved in Key, and Polynesian Club and enjoys spending time with her family and friends during her free time. Tiffany loves exploring places around her and makes sure to make memories last by taking pictures with her camera as much as possible. She is a highly responsible, friendly, and creative individual, and makes sure to make her high school years enjoyable and

Rebekah Wicke uses the word busy to describe her high school experience. She recounts herself as a “...bit of an overachiever”. Taking part in rigorous courses such as AP Chemistry and English, to being the captain of the tennis team and a member of student council, she did it all and then some. Rebekah says that overall her high school experience was a good one, however she wishes she would have focused on the things she “...actually cared about.” “It flew by quickly,” she says.

Academically, Caitlin’s efforts represent a college bound student who consistently works to succeed. Her course load is typical of our college bound students. She is a diligent student, serious about her education and future. She holds a strong interest in the business field and has taken many of the business classes that the high school offers. Caitlin is an active

Two hundred of us getting ready and coming to school,side by side, sitting in the rows of folding chairs in the middle school gym. Some of us wear jeans and a T-shirt,a dress,or a suit. We have to listen to the long speeches that the teachers and students have prepared for us. When the ceremony was over, we run to our parents and friends, and we finally graduate from junior high and enter the high school life, the 2015 8th grade class of Florence Middle School in the city of Florence, Texas.

Born to a single mother who was a first-generation college student, Denise knew that she would attend college. She grew up in very poor school district that rarely had textbooks and that did not offer after school programs for enrichment. However, the teachers in the schools never missed a beat; they never stopped teaching the curriculum, nor did they cease teaching the students to dream. This made them feel like they had everything—often compelling them to compete in regional spelling bees, science fairs, and math competitions.

Looming in front of me was something new, a fresh start. Despite being this, it seemed cold and trying, something that sent shivers down my spine. Mixed emotions of uncertainty and optimism had filled my first day of middle school; and as my final year is drawing to a close, I realize that this place-this transitional time in my life- is something that I never want to leave. I created a home away from home, and a family, over the short three years spent learning here. Each school year, from first to concluding, brought new experiences in which have altered my life. These are the things that I am hoping to carry over into high school-my next chapter. Every experience in which middle school has brought leaves me changed indefinitely, shaped for the future ahead.

Friends, family, faculty and peers, we are gathered here today to celebrate a supposedly joyous and momentous day in all of our lives. Today is the day the class of 2016 turns a page in the book of life and begins a new chapter adequately entitled: the real world. What will we inherit beyond high school? I wish I could forecast to all of you an idealistic image of optimism, but if I did, I would be lying. Sadly, we 've all been lied to enough already. Standing here today, I see a foreboding, ominous, storm brewing in the distance. What is to blame? The educational system that has so commonly failed all of us; a sentiment we have grown accustomed to.