Descriptive Essay About High School

As the temperature rises, so do hemlines and the suspension rate. Students get suspended for violating school dress codes by wearing outfits that ‘show too much skin.’ One can argue that revealing clothing is distracting, but some families and students agree that school dress code implementations end up just shaming girls. Dress codes, the epitome of high school, teach girls to act ashamed, not modest. According to most school boards that come up with the dress code, the outfits young women wear come across as too distracting for their peers, especially men, and make it unable for women to be viewed by the public with dignity and respect. Everyday, school dress codes target females—especially females that are more developed.

Middle school was a lot of fun for me, I met a lot of new people and lots of new girls. It was also kinda tough in the beginning with switching classes and things and having so many different teachers and lots of homework from different classes and having to remember the room numbers of each class but eventually I got used to everything.

Shorts, skirts and dresses must be knee length, headbands are not allowed, midriff and back are not to be exposed at any time. Those are just a few examples pulled from Arcadia High School’s dress code section in the student handbook that we are given every year. Many schools have a dress code, some wear uniforms and some allow students to wear virtually anything they want. Arcadia’s dress code has made girls resort to wearing jeans in 95 degree weather, stop attempting to wear tank tops and other articles of clothing that have been written off as forbidden in the hallways and classrooms. Arcadia’s dress code should change to become more lenient because it is too hot in the summer for girls to be wearing jeans, the current dress code infringes

As an adolescent I loved to read; I was very good at it. So much that my entire childhood revolved around fantasy novels- The harry potter series being a main focus. There in my bedroom did I increase my general sense of literacy , and sparked my curiosity. Since reading had become a passion for me at the time, t was easy to read for hours on end. There did i advance to more complex stories, and greatly widened my vocabulary. Whether it was stories of princess and knights, or of the psychology of the brain, I was able to read and comprehend it. However, I realize now that I was basing m y literacy on my ability to comprehend fantasy novels, rather than academic pieces. I chose only to read writings that had interested me, rather than trying new things and experimenting with new subjects. Because of my perceived literacy, I had made the mistake of going into highschool with a honors class.

I was enrolled in a band class in Rochelle middle school in the eighth grade. It was somewhat in the middle of the year when the elementary students came to visit and get a tour of our school for most of the day. The whole day I saw fifth graders walking up and down the hall with their teachers, peering into the classrooms. Naturally, I was excited to see the new kids exploring my middle school and wanted to impress them with my senior title, which I did. I conversed with some of the kids on my way to different classes and tried to ease them into the idea of going to school here. When the bell rung for band class, all of the band and drama students had to report to the auditorium to give the kids a performance. After all of the performances

I remember walking through the halls the first few days of middle school feeling the different vibes that the students were giving off. It was definitely not the positive energy I was used to, but instead a negative sensation. I felt like I was the only student trying to do what was right. I knew I did not belong in that school as soon as I heard a certain degrading comment from one of my classmates. The girls were constantly getting remarks made about them, but this one made me cringe a little more than usual. The comments never bothered the other girls as much, but they made me just want to cry. The teachers would never say anything to the boys and would let them get away with it. When students were not making derogatory comments, they were

How enriching was your freshman year whether it was in middle school or in high school? Would you change it in any way or prefer something else if you could go back? A lot of school districts out there already have made the transition of moving the 9th graders to high school so this will not apply to those; this will apply to those that have not yet made that transition. Much debate is occurring throughout the United States, particularly my school district, as to whether they should move the 9th grade up to the high school or keep it at the middle school level. To maximize the high school experience, I am supporting the idea of my school district moving the 9th graders up to the high school so that in turn, they will be more prepared for college.

High school was a successful journey for me. I thought I would become someone successful by the time I was 23 years of age. I had done everything right and did my home work and never went to parties like most of the other teenagers in school. Then I met a girl and she became pregnant. My dream was to attend a school out of state. After learning of having a child I decided to attend college in state. In the year 2005, I moved to Pueblo, Colorado with my infant daughter and my girlfriend, who was also the mother of my child. I was not only going to college full time but I was also working full time to support my family. While in school, I began to struggle due to the fact I was working full time and helping to take care of my daughter. My grades

This has been my reality for 13 years. I have always been “that kid” who sat at the lunch table alone because I lacked friends.All the other kids boast about how great the school is and how enjoyable middle school is. However, I beg to differ. I have fallen behind in my academics, failing every single class I am enrolled in. I am even failing gym. Gym? Who fails gym is right? I don’t show up because it puts me in a position to be bullied. I often sit in the bathroom during that period thinking. I would always ask myself why. Why did I have to be the loner in the school? Why couldn’t my parent afford the clothes everyone else is wearing? Why couldn’t girls be attracted to me? This angered me; I was angry at the world. I even contemplated suicide

Michael J. Fox once said “One's dignity may be assaulted, vandalized and cruelly mocked, but it can never be taken away unless it is surrendered.” This quote has a very personal meaning to me and my school years growing up. Basically to me it means if your getting picked on it only affects you if you let it. When I was younger, around 1st and 2nd grade, I would get picked on all the time. For example it started with me being made fun of and called names like idiot and dumb among other things really lame things. It didn’t help that we moved a couple times and I always felt like the new kid. Even going into Middle school last year we just moved to GA and I didn’t know anyone the first day. I am not going to lie, at first I was so bothered by the situation that it even made me not want to go to school.

When entering high school, every student knows they need to find their niche. At the very beginning of my freshman year I decided to go out for drama club by auditioning for the fall play. My brother had just been the lead in the fall play the past year and suggested that I should try out for drama. I decided to give drama club a shot and little did I know where that would lead me.

Nine years ago, my family and I moved to Chesapeake, Virginia with the hopes of finding a house to call home. After settling down, we were fortunate enough to attend a service at GBUMC, which got us hooked. From the first time we walked into that building, we knew that GBUMC was the church for us. We were greeted by the friendliest people and felt comfortable getting to know the areas around the church. Flash forward to today, and one can still feel the sense of family when walking the halls of GBUMC.

From a young age, I loved singing and performing and I had it in my mind that I was going to be a famous singer. Eventually, however, that dream changed into something different.

The high school experience is something that will forever dominate the psyche of most American adults. It was an unforgettable time of fun, rebel-rousing, summer loves and parties. It was a time of warm summer days at the pool and chilly autumn nights, watching the football team and wondering were the party was going to be that night. School dances and hotel parties. Seems like all I can remember are the good times. High School is a very emotional time for many teens and everything matters. The insidious problems that I had to face are but a smudge on my memory, things like too much homework, zits, mean people, gossip, and algebra. The social atmosphere that permeated every aspect of high school could

When I was in Elementary school I attended Rice Elementary in Santa Maria. I heard when you enter Junior High that the people who hang out with you begin to shape who you become later during the year. The thing I was concerned about Junior High was fitting in and having real friends that won’t take my friendship for granted. My first impressions of Tevis were good. I had good vibes about the school and it looked like there was nice people all around. Compared to last year I think this year was much better. There is a lot of fake people though not going to lie.