Elementary School Memories Research Paper

When I was a child, most of the stories or situations I have been through was, mostly, my dad hitting me and my parents fighting constantly; so pretty much I did not really grew up watching Barney, traveling to places, and going to Disneyland often. I thought I would have to live like this for the rest of my academic life, but one day around the age of eight, my dream came true. My parents had enough of each other, so they went their own ways; even though, I was glad that I do not have to life miserably anymore, I was not. I thought that everything would settle down and live a calm life with my mom, but as a result, I ended up raising my two siblings. My dad left the house, my mom was in her own world, and I had to watch my siblings. I thought my parents divorce would benefit me, but all it did was for me to not live as an eight-year-old would. I thought that my dream of going to a great university and becoming a Physician Assistant came crashing down. A couple weeks later, my dad came back and long-story short, my siblings and I had to go hang out with my dad for

I have always been interested in science, but the hands on experiments have helped me understand and grasp concepts much easier. I recall my first experiment in first grade when the class was given the lima bean sprout experiment, which required students to plant a bean in a paper cup. The purpose of this experiment was to teach us about photosynthesis and practice our observation skills. I recall how others were fascinated about why their sprout grew. I, on the other hand, was more captivated by why the other sprouts did not grow and the factors, which contributed to that outcome. This basic experiment taught me to look at things through different lenses and not always to the most obvious path.

My mother became depressed, my father became disabled, and my brother was skipping school. I continued going to school from eight until four, which was a big relief in my life because it made me forget the hard times. My grades slowly began to decline, as well as my motivation. I gave up many opportunities such as attending New York’s number one specialized high school. I recognized my mistakes and was able to identify my failure. School was not the only place where I lacked interest in because I also slowly started to push my friends away. As a young teenager, I did not think I would ever make it to college. I became frustrated at my parents because my life was ruined and it was all their fault.

Not everybody likes school but, elementary school is and will always be my best five years of school. Elementary school, miss one day nothing happens. High school, miss one day you're failing three classes. Kindergarten, you get naps because little kids are not use to being up that early. That’s the only year you get a nap because they try to get you ready for the next year. Fifth grade, they changed the rules this year at Lincoln Elementary school, they don’t let you have recess anymore because they are trying to get you ready for middle school. In middle school you don’t get recess.

Turmoil and survival. I am a child of genocide survivors. My parents have shared with me stories of what they saw as children running towards the Thai border from Cambodia as they were fleeing from the Khmer Rouge. They left their homes and came to America for a better life. Their stories gave me courage to survive my own turmoil. They always told me to focus in school and do well so I can be successful. However, school was not the easiest thing for me. I’ve always struggled and there were multiple times where I just wanted to give up. I was bullied in 8th grade which caused me to go into a depression. This caused me to give up on life in general. What kept me going were my parents’ stories. While my parents had their journey dealing with their experiences, I have had to deal with experiences in my own way as well. As a result of my self-realization, I began to my journey of rediscovery. I was determined to take back my life. Along the way of my educational journey, I learned that I am just like my parents who never gave up. Throughout my high school experience so far, I discovered what it means to persevere as a student with bad teachers.

My passion for science became prominent in my freshman year of high school. That year, I was introduced to Pre-AP Biology, and I enjoyed it beyond measure. We learned about living beings and how they worked from the most general of ecosystems they lived in all the way down to the insides of their cells. My teacher made sure to push our limits of what we could learn, and although many people despised it because of this, it helped my knowledge of science grow stronger. One of the most memorable moments from that class was when we dissected a pig. Although most dissections during high school just end with a mangled pig and little to no knowledge from the encounter, we went through each and every organ and made sure we knew the function and relative

As a child dealing with domestic abuse, this is the first time I faced adversity. Later, being abandon by our father, made it difficult for my mother falling on hard times financially, along with raising three children as a single parent. I was the first to graduate from high school out of my immediate family, at this time I was content

My head is spinning from all the awesome memories from Lake Elmo Elementary, K-5th grade. I’ve been through so much during my years here. Every day I learn something new. Although times can be tough, I have my teachers and friends to help me get through it. My experience here has been wonderful. Kindergarten and 1st grade have been great, 2nd and 3rd grade were amazing, 4th grade was the best, and 5th grade was extraordinary. I think school is about the little things that change your mind and the way you see the world.

During 7th grade, I went through an emotional obstacle. My father had to leave for a year for his job, and this had a huge toll on my family. However, I overcame this obstacle with the support of my family and with faith. I kept the idea in my mind that he would be proud

To start, I have gone through a lot of troubles that has changed me both physically and mentally. On the other hand, the hardship that has influenced me the most happened in elementary school. I was a small, timid 3rd grader, terrified to talk or even make new friends. Additionally, I was struggling on every subject, and receiving grades from Cs to Fs. My teachers tried to put me in special classes, yet they did little to no use to help me move forward. Eventually,

At a young age, having all four of my grandparents die was crushing. One in front of me, two by suicide and one to cancer. In the second grade when my dad went to rehab, not only eroding our relationship, but also tearing apart my family. As a result, during my third grade year, sleep was rare due to the echoing fighting that I would hear in the adjacent room. Meanwhile this lack of sleep only made school worse. Being called a “retard” because dyslexia made it a pain in the ass to read. This fearful environment slowly began to embed anxiety into my young self. Now that my family was begging to get tired of my hometown in Arizona, we packed our bags and moved to San Diego. In 6th grade is where I got into my first fist fight in the middle school locker room, where Mr. Beckley had to break us apart. Only giving me the “new kid” a bad reputation to some, but respect to others. The ones who began to give me respect, would only bring me down further than I already was. On to my later years in middle school where I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. Witch felt like a constant rain cloud over me at all times, where the weight of my bed sheets was too much to handle. Therefor causing more chaos in my family. This would give myself an almost constant knot in my throat ready to break down and cry at any part of the day. But like any story, there's light at the end of the tunnel. No matter how long it seems or how dark it gets, there is... Going into my freshman things

In 9th grade, I began tutoring every Tuesday after school and this continued through 10th grade. During that time, I discovered that my students had a negative disposition towards science. Many saw science as "boring." I wanted to change that idea, to help them realize the wonders of science, to prove that science is fascinating and entertaining. The following summer, I prepared my proposal and pitched my ideas to Mr. Terrence Davis, Director of the Boys and Girls Club of Hopkinsville.

My most vivid memory of intermediate school, was walking on the red carpet on the first day of fifth grade. At the time, I felt so grown up and mature. Come to realize, I was only ten years old. On the first day, I was so nervous to meet all of the new people that were coming from other elementary schools. Looking back, I shouldn't have been so nervous because I’m sure all of the other kids felt the same way. During those years, I met countless friends including Jayden, Makayla, Ali, Ally, Emily and so many others that I would still consider my friends.

Elementary school started out as a bore but moved on to eventually being fun and enjoyable. I grew to love school and learning during my fourth and fifth grade years at Zia elementary school. My teacher taught me the value of history and American History

This left my mom with seven kids to raise by herself. Meaning one on one time was rare, because my mom is not a superhero and could not be in multiple places at one time. Grief left my family and I in a place where we did not know what to do, but we eventually got out of it, and continued on with our life. We always remembered the hard working parents we had, and the hard working mother we still had. I am resilient and got back on my feet and continued to attend school, graduated elementary school, and will soon graduate from high school. Although, I have gone through many difficulties it has made me work harder as an individual and choose my career choice at an early age. Being that I was very into the heart at a young age, and my father passing from a heart disease, I always knew I wanted to study cardiology, and will someday soon become a cardiologist.