High School Reflection Paper

Growing up is a journey we all have to travel. Everyone makes their own paths on an adventure of change. Along the way, the path will be beautiful and smooth-sailing, bumpy and rough, and sometimes conflict will appear out of the blue. At times forks in the road will show up and decisions must be made. Change is inevitable. Throughout a lifetime decisions made will be small and slight, or huge and major. It does not matter because one decision can change one’s path completely. Even the slightest change can make the difference. The decision could even be a change of hairstyle. A change in hairstyle could lead to a new fashion sense, to a new genre of music, to a completely new person. I myself have noticed many differences and similarities between my middle school self and now; and it is only the beginning.

Starting a new chapter in life is difficult, it comes with new experiences, new conflicts, and a lot more tension. To be honest a lot of things change when you start to experience the generation of junior high your mind set swifts off of the child set themes to more productive thinking you try to understand many things that are not meant to be understood.

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People living with HIV/AIDS (PLWHA) are often misunderstood and discriminated by society at large and many health professionals. Furthermore, Spanish speakers face additional barriers. Due to such marginalization, dental services, while essential, can be neglected. This can result in tooth loss, infection, or other ailments that can rapidly deteriorate the health of persons with compromised immune systems. With the creation of a robust and culturally competent assessment tool that evaluates the needs of dental clients, a reversal of this trend can occur and ensure that necessary dental care becomes the new standard.

Having only one AP class where I felt I could be successful, I enrolled into AP Studio Art for my junior year of high school. It was advertised that students would only work 4 hours a week on their own for it. In the past, I got high grades in my art classes, so, I thought it would be a better fit than the other three AP classes that were offered to me. I was so, so terribly wrong.

“When you want to succeed as bad as you want to breathe, then you will be successful.” These are the words of Eric Thomas, my inspiration, and that of many others. The starting of high school directly coincides with a change in my life; nonetheless, of which both come to be what I call my greatest milestone. From this milestone, I have led a better, more impressive path than I would have if I these words and the many more that continue to inspire me had fallen on the deaf ears of my past self. One of the most important parts of this milestone is the why I started seeking an adjustment; from this why I realized what was holding me hostage to the dreams I endlessly longed for and why they would to me always remain fantasies of a what if lifestyle. There have been many instances in which this refining of my life has benefited me; however, none compare to how far hitting this milestone has assisted me in my school life.

Proceeding, I set up an additional interview to find out about the current evaluation process that the program is currently using. I hope that the information will help me as I select the assessment tools that I will use. Some of the questions that I was thinking of asking were:

After reading my first reflection, I realize I was very hopeful about high school in the beginning of the year. However, now I have mixed feelings about high school, since my first year did not go as I had anticipated. My first reflection mentioned how I thought the first month of high school was quite unexpected. Little did I know how unexpected ninth grade would turn out. I could never have imagined what would happen to me this year. Certain aspects were thrilling, exciting, hilarious; however, other aspects were depressing, anxiety-inducing, and highly stressful. I was incredibly naive and starry-eyed in the beginning of the year. However, I feel as if I am now an experienced adult looking down upon a young, innocent child, while secretly knowing that my younger self has yet to face the brutal, harsh, and unforgiving world. Nonetheless, there is always a wiser, more experienced elder looking down upon me.

High school seemed like the most ominous and unsettling idea, so I tried to ignore it. Deep down, I knew that I was only anxious because of all of the stories I heard about how strict the teachers were. You know, shredding late papers and the pin-drop silence that plagued every classroom? It only bothered me because I was lazy, and I was certified in procrastination. Once I wrapped up the last day of middle school, we immediately began packing up the moving trucks, which ended up being a very long and painful process. The transition from Littlestown, PA to Taneytown, MD was complete, and before I knew it, I began my high school career in a strange place, surrounded by strange people. I could only help but wonder if my old friends missed me or still talked about me. My year progresses quicker than I anticipated, yet I could only feel my days growing longer each and every day. My grades were suffering to the point to where I flunked Algebra I. The foundation for my GPA, crumbling right beneath the tips of my pencil, something that I failed to detect amidst all of the stress and drama that encompassed my everyday life. At age 14, I was just a shade shy of depressed, that I kept feeling it creeping up on me, like a wolf in the night. It didn't take a scientist to figure out that I needed to do something about my situation, or else my future may be in jeopardy. Upon weighing my options, I ultimately chose that a transfer to Westminster High would be in my best interest academically, socially, mentally, and

Parents, whether they're ready to go, financial aid, career choices, or to simply just get away, are all things that can influence a persons choice to go to college. Take parents for example, some of our parents may or may not have gone to college. For those parents who have, they would want to push their kids to be like them. For those who haven't, they would want to push their kids to be better than they were, to have a better education, and ultimately, a better job to take care of their own kids someday. They sometimes put too much pressure on their kids to go to college that their kids feel like that's their only option.

Please find attached my reflection paper for this week. I try to follow your advices. I hope this paper is better. Yesterday, I was planning to go to your office at afternoon, but I completely forgot the Jeff Gill’s presentation, that is why I didn’t when to your office.

Fall 2015 semester was the first time in several years that I drove. I had serve anxiety surrounding driving as a result of a car accident. This affected my attendance greatly as I either missed classes from not being able to leave my driveway or was late from pulling over to calm myself down. I did not want my issues with driving to adversely affect others on the road, hence, I had to rely on family and friends to drive me when they could.

High school has proven to be one thrilling rollercoaster, with the enticing ups and the distressing downs. Juggling a four year load of advanced placement classes, honors classes, involvement within several societies and clubs, dealing with familial and societal issues, and even holding a position as Crew Member at McDonald's has tested my abilities to mentally and physically deal with tasks simultaneously. Even though I encountered points in my time where I felt that giving up was an only option, defeat is only temporary and success imminent. By overcoming these challenges, I am now able to further my education here at the University of Central

While registering for a college-level course, last year, I questioned how difficult the class would be. I had taken a course the previous semester that had covered the basics in business and economy, yet this would be the first course in English—a topic that I had been told, on many occasions, that I excelled in. Because of this, I came into this year’s English class confident and sure that I would receive top marks easily. Unfortunately, it was not so. I struggled through several of the assignments given to me, yet I learned several new techniques and gained insight in what a college-level essay truly consists of. Because of this class, I learned of the importance of transitions between points, the importance of reducing wordiness in sentences, and the importance of explaining information and quotations fully.

While back in my middle school years, I was looking for a few new activities. Over the years I was tired of playing the same sport over and over again. It grew so boring at times playing basketball, soccer, football and baseball. I was a child who liked to try new things and hated doing the same things all the time. I just found it irritating, and I just wanted to branch out and try a different sport from time to time. I believe that urge comes from my father’s side of the family; he would always tell me to try new things in life, but he was right things get boring and plain. I just needed to get into another sport for my middle school year. While looking for my new middle school over my summer vacation, I talked to my mother about going to a different school with new sports that I might be into. My mother asked me why was that so important. I just responded with I need to try new things ; why keep going to do the same old things time and time again . I had finally found a middle school that I liked with a new good sport for myself and not to far for me. This sport was fencing and the main thing that got me into it was playing with a sword at a young age I did not care about the rules or being safe with it I just wanted to play around with it and hit people with it .After that I learned I should be more patient with certain things and understand what i'm doing before I hurt anyone.