My fist day as a freshman was the most nerve racking day of my life and also the most embarrassing! I was going to put myself in unknown territory all by myself since every friend I made throughout my whole life were going to Cappuccino. At first, I was nervous and was also disappointed; the reason to my disappointment was that I was not able to participate in one of the class I wanted to be in. Although, my days as a freshman soon became thrilling and exciting as I made new friends and were assigned challenging work. Before I knew it my freshman year ended. This year, I now knew many faces in Mills and I am very comfortable being a student in this school; it is a huge difference from my freshman year. I was extremely satisfied with my schedule
Freshman 101 is a class adapted from the parrot program (Fay & Medway, 2006, p. 226). The parrot program was designed for college students at Cornell University. Freshman 101 is the first of its kind in the state of South Carolina and the first to extend Parrot’s college program to high school freshmen (p. 226). Each two-hour intervention class contained 25 to 30 freshmen students. The objectives of the class were to have participants understand the definition of acquaintance rape and the frequency that it takes place along with South Carolina’s laws regarding rape (p. 226). Students also learned about mixed messages associated with verbal and non-verbal communication and how to clearly state their wants and desires (p. 227). Communication,
The first day of school was full of mostly nerves and confusion, not knowing exactly what to expect and not even sure where more than half of your classes are located. There is a tad excitement throughout the day of realizing after all those years in school, you have finally made it into a good university. The atmosphere is different lots of adults walking around like they know what they’re doing and where they’re going. Though many students like myself weren’t even 18 yet, we were able to receive an early taste of what it is like to be treated as an adult.
Early College High School at Delaware State University is a place to save time and money, and earn up to at least 60 college credits in high school. If I were to describe ECHS in one sentence, I would say that they move very quickly, but are very helpful. Although this school is very helpful there is a downfall, that downfall is that they are unorganized. One thing that made my 9th grade year here at The Early College High School at Delaware State University more smoothly was that some of my teachers had a sense of humor which made the environment feel a lot more positive and it made me feel comfortable that this school isn’t severely strict. The components of College Readiness at the Early College High School at Delaware State University
Time flies. I will soon finish high school and move to college. The first semester of senior year is the most important period during my life, but I still have a Dragon I need to beat. The Dragon is called Procrastination. He has troubled me for my whole life, and I have never killed him before. During my senior year, I have to try to combat him, beat him, and destroy him.
Senior Year… A beautiful ending to some of the longest, hardest, and most difficult years I will ever have to face. Well at least until my senior year of college. It feels like forever since I first step foot in the high school in my hometown. I started this long journey at Columbia City High School as a freshman and sophomore. Then, for my junior year, I chose to study dance. Having a year off of my education was pretty stressful, but it was the best option for me at the time, and I definitely do not regret it. For my senior year, I found Marion High School. MHS has a partnership with Community School for the Arts, giving me many opportunities through my academics and arts.
Determination. The act of deciding definitely and firmly. I’ve strived to live by this word for the past 3 years of my life. As a student, I’ve always wanted to do great in my classes, get straight A’s, and miss as few days as possible, all because of my dad. In 8th grade, at my older sister’s award night, I told him, I would receive better grades than my older sister- (she received great grades but I’m highly competitive). And so the past three years have been full of studying, planning, and striving for A’s. Reaching senior year was something I’ve been waiting for my entire high school career for, because I knew afterward was college, which is the next step.
Freshman year is not to be taken lightly. When teachers and staff tell you that freshman year is a crucial part of high school, they mean it. Students who dive into freshman year with the notion that it’s insignificant because it’s the first year of high school are alarmed at the effect it has on their following years. The years following grade nine are almost entirely determined by your achievements and effort during freshman year. How you grow and progress will define what classes you take in your sophomore, junior, and senior year at Durfee, and what kind of opportunities become available to you.
It was beautiful. I had a few weeks left of school, then I was off to summer before leaving home to go to college at the University of Wisconsin-Eau Claire. I rolled into school at 7:45 rocking out to “Club Mix ‘96” cassette tape in my 1999 Nissan Sentra. I was instructed to park my car behind the school near the track and football field. This was a customary event once a year during the rummage sale days, the students cleared out and crated a maze of cars from the windows of the cafeteria. Walking into school, I had no idea about what events would eventually transpire. I went through classes, talked to friends, and enjoyed being a senior in a school that all the seniors thought they “ran”. After school, I was out on the baseball field playing a rival team. It was a fantastic game and more importantly a win. A celebration and shower brought my best two friends and I out to our cars with nobody else around. Then it hit me.
The lazy, careless behavior seen by high school seniors known as Senioritis may be caused by the overwhelming transition to adulthood, the purposeless senior year, and a likeliness to participate in illegal activities.
The beginning of my freshman year was so anticipated. It was a clean slate for me, because the drama at my old school and the judgmental people made me insecure. It was exciting to come to a community of my “sisters.” I was, and still am, called a twig, skinny, a noodle, and more destructive names. I was going through a slight depression, I hated how I looked physically because of the standards that society and my generation set. I was damaged and came to Saint Vincent Academy for healing.
When I was a freshman at Padua, I had an exciting feeling that it will be a great year for me. Well, I did have a very good year since I was doing well academically, and I made the varsity volleyball team on my first year. However, I also endured many tough experiences, especially in trying to learn and adapt to a more competitive environment. Although I make many mistakes, with my parents’ supports, I was able to learn from them and drive myself to achieve more and do better.
Two week into senior year and I already don't want to come to school. Wow, typical me.
We all have different kinds of the first day of school experiences, but for every student, I feel that stepping into the first day of school as a freshman would mark as the most memorable day in all high school years. Before the first day of school, I quickly thought that my freshman year would turn into the toughest and saddest year in my experience. My best friend would not attend the same high school with me, which already gives me many conclusions of how sad and hard of a school year it would result. However, maybe things will turn out differently than we think if we just change something about our way of living it.
When I first entered St. Charles High School I felt out of place. Almost as if I wasn't supposed to be there. Everyone else seemed to be adults towering over me. As the bell rang to go to first period, I walked very quickly to my first class so I would not be late. I was very nervous but also very excited to start a new chapter of my life. As I look back on freshman year it was very eventful but also a learning experience that I will never forget.
As we got ready for school the first day I was not sure if I was excited or scared to join this community. I had heard that it was a good school and I would easily be accepted into a group of friends. I was not. I had a terrible first day of school. My mom picked my sister and I up and I was crying my eyes out. I could not wait to get out of that place. It was a completely