Grade School Experience

The transition from elementary into middle school was tough, in fact I did not do well the first semester of that year. During these school years was unbeliebable the amount of people I met, especially my best friend. We used to play soccer a lot and ride bicycle all day long. Unfotunally, within those cheerful years my brother came to the US, which at the time felt like the worst thing that could've happened to me.

Freshman, sophomore, and junior year of high school could never compare to senior year, though these were the years that molded me! I learned about boys. I experienced my first heartbreak. I got great advice from instructors I will never forget. And those years taught me how to forgive, but never

In middle school, 5th to 8th grade, I endure multiple adjective to describe my experience in middle school. While in Middle School, I struggle with my appearance which has stayed as an adult. For I always look at myself and all the flaws in my features, as my family members and/or friends state my beauty features, I will brushed them off by stating the negative feature I visually observe. Until recently, I’ve overcome my inability of reading in public and/or to my peers. As my cousin passed away tragically, his mother (my Aunt) asked if I will read his poem to her and a group of 50 strangers. She knew my fear of public speaking, she also knew my dream of becoming a teacher and starting to a career as a substitute teacher. Therefore, she knew I needed to overcome the fear of speaking. I am extremely pleased with myself to speak clearly and to have the strength and encouragement of my family to overcome my greatest fear with a poem in dedication to my beloved cousin.

My year being a seventh grader has been filed with great experiences and growth. I was pushed to being the best I can be by my teachers and wonderful classmates in all of my classes. They did this by explaining to me how to make my work stronger and how to make me writing in my depth.This year has given me plenty of opportunities for my future.

At the beginning of my ninth grade, I started to feel and sense I was in a different environment from Jr. High. I became more serious about my school work. I started performing at such a higher level than ever before. I became an A-B Student and score advance on my SATP Algebra I test and proficient on my SATP Biology I test.

Kindergarten and 1st grade was an introduction to Lake Elmo Elementary. In kindergarten, my teacher was Mrs. Mankowski. She was really funny and always made everyone laugh. Ms. Dawn was a student teacher, who was very nice and helpful. She was my favorite part about kindergarten because she always made sure my friend, Krista and I were partnered up. Kindergarten was great because we did many of fun things like having the Halloween parade and a 6th grade buddy. In 1st grade, Mrs. Tibbitts was my teacher. She still remembers me and hugs me every time we see each other. Before 1st grade, I had no idea how to

Soon enough preschool was over and here came our elementary school days. Everyone met many people in kindergarten. Many will be my friends throughout high school and beyond. Kindergarten was filled with arts and crafts, my portfolio, 2008 handprints, and stamped tee shirts. Suddenly kindergarten graduation was here, everyone was paired up and danced with a partner. First grade flew by and then came second grade with Ms. Foisy and Ms. Okabioshi. Ms. Okabioshi was one of the best teacher assistance we have ever had. Third and fourth grade with Mrs. Schuler and Ms. Ittes. These years were filled with warm fuzzies, a lot of reading and writing, and a lot of fun playing on the playground. The class watched Shilo and everyone hated the evil father. After that came fifth grade with Mr. Sifferman, also known as Millie’s cousin, he gave the hardest tests we have ever taken, but the most fun and memorable times we have had. After that year many people changed schools, I moved to California.

As I reflect on my childhood, the first memory of literacy I recall is when I was in kindergarten. I was approaching the end of the school year when my mother revealed to me my teacher was considering keeping me in kindergarten for another year. I was extremely upset and felt as if I had failed my first year of school. I felt that I was fresh out of the gate and already defective. My perception as a child was that the adults were already giving up on me. The teacher stated if I could learn the alphabet by the end of the school year I could continue ahead to the 1st grade. The conclusion of Kindergarten was vastly approaching. My mother constructed flash cards to help with my letter recognition. In doing so, she realized I could not see the letters. My mother promptly made an appointment for me to visit an Optometrist to evaluate me. Before I knew it, I was fitted with a big plastic pair of glasses. My world became much clearer after that. My mother was upset that my teacher did not recognize the problem, and that I never spoke up. Fortunately, I passed kindergarten with a lot of hard work from my parents, teacher, and I.

The early years of school like preschool and kindergarten might not be challenging when you first think about it, but it felt so important to me at the time because finally there would be other kids around who might've felt the same way about education. Plus, you get to learn social skills and the essential building blocks of what you need to know in life. Which gets you ready for grades and more formal settings that are present in

The school I was in for kindergarten to 5th grade there was only one class I stayed in for the entire day. My mom was little upset because her final child was starting school. When I hear “kindergarten” I think of Mrs. Otteson. She has been a great teacher who cared about my grades and wanted me to do my best. My first friend was Andrew Escamilla. We met in kindergarten and became friends from then on. We really didn’t see each other that often, because we both had different transportation to school. My teachers were Mrs. Otteson, Mrs. Blesie, Mrs. Smith, Mrs. Rotoli, Mrs. Lacy and Mrs. Monnahan, Mr. Charnesky and Mrs. Blehm. Seven of eight of them cared about my grades and helped me get to the place I am at to this day.

When I was little I thought middle school was scary and hard, but thinking about that topic I’ve come across some interesting things. Including being able to stay up till 12:00 on the week, having wonderful teachers makes 7th grade fun, and for some reasons my parents care about me more than ever which is actually pretty good. Hopefully the verge to become an adult is fun and I’m already playing 18+ video games.

One thing I will never forget is my fifth grade year, it was one of my best moments. My class made ROVs, had a real life job, owned fake money and owned our own stores. The fifth grade really was the opposite of ennui and had new things right around the corner. 5th grade was by far the best school year of my life. And it all started with ROVs.

Those early years in school were definitely the best because everything seemed so easy for me. That ability to understand and retain information easily would end up taking me far later in my school career. Those after-school moments with my mom are a key part in my life as well, and also prepared me for school in the social aspect. Those years are now faint in my memory, but ever-present in my soul and

The only year in elementary school I enjoyed was fifth grade. This school year was full of encouragement and kindness from my teachers. Their constant motivation and kind words gave me the confidence to improve my grades in school and interact more with my classmates. After fifth grade, my entire class and I left our old school, and relocated to the middle school. This change was not the easiest for me either. While elementary school was a tame and controlled environment, middle school gave students more freedom and was less strict on students.

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