High School Research Paper

Let’s jump ahead again, this time to my first day of school. Morris Knolls High School is one of the top high schools in the US. Their curriculum is rigorous and their standards are sky high. Also, this was a completely new environment for me. I didn’t know how high school worked and this wasn’t the type of town I was used to. Living in suburbia and attending a school with different demographics than I was used to scared me. I now lived 30 minutes away from everything I grew up around. But the thought of having a fresh start excited me. No one knew me, I was a nobody and therefore free to completely change myself.

My life has been a test since I turned into an online student. Every day I am currently battling to adjust coming home from being at work all night, my life and my school work are hard to balance. Just to let you know what I do at work my positions on my job is housekeeping supervisor and I work at Parkland Hospital Tuesday through Sunday, and I leave home going to work at 8:30 pm it takes me 35 minutes to get there so I won't be late. When I get there, I start getting thing ready for my employee’s. So, I must start printing material that everybody needs so when they come we will be ready to start our meeting with the staff and begin working. We prepare rooms for the patient to be checked- in the hospital. With every one of these obligations, my work night is full, and I regularly don't have time to take a break before it is 7:30 am and start my drive home.

This year in 8th grade, my fellow students and I were taught several skills in Geometry, Language Arts, Science, P.E, and History. Many of these skills I have learned in these classes can benefit me in my high school years. From these skills, the first skill I believe will help immensely in high school is time management. The second skill that I've found beneficial is the ability to think and act quickly. Finally, the third and most important skill is the ability to concentrate on assignments. These three skills will definitely help make high school be less difficult and much more comfortable.

At the time, I had many friends but no classes with any of them. I felt lost and anxious because I didn’t know anyone around me. Eventually after a few weeks, I gained a couple of close companions,

I was very involved at my high school, so I was constantly busy and rushing to the next activity.  I’m not sure how I did it, but I balanced the tennis team, volunteering at school and community events, attending meetings for various clubs, and my actual schoolwork. A lot of my time was also spent at my work: the Big Thrill Factory. The laser tag, bumper cars, and arcade games made it a fun job, if you could get past the loud music and screaming kids. My paycheck didn’t go much further than getting me gas, but I made tons of friends, and gained experience and communication skills from working the front desk. Whenever I had free time, I loved spending it with friends, going for walks, and enjoying the outdoors.

My faith had never waivered with God until the day I tore my ACL. I thought it all was going perfectly, my freshman year of high school. The most crucial year to set the social barrier, and the chance to establish a solidified reputation. My year was aligning so perfectly, you would almost think that destiny had mapped out my entire high school life. As a teenager, you never think of the bad things happening to you that you see on television. You never think of those what-ifs or aftermaths that could possibly occur, and change your life for the good or the worse. Though, that day, that day I tore my anterior cruciate ligament (ACL), I did think the possibility of never playing basketball again.

As I walked into the building, all the freshman were lined up in the hall talking to each other. I just stood there in a corner, alone, looking for anybody that I knew. I remember feeling alone. For the next few days, I walked around clueless on what to do. I was never the best at making friends and that's obviously what I was having to do. This was the moment when I truly asked myself, "Was it a mistake to come here?" My overall shyness obviously hindered me from making new friends. This obstacle felt like an enormous barrier no matter where I went. It felt as I was in a foreign country. This changed one day when my earth science instructor was talking about the stage of formations of coal. Naturally, everybody looked at me and smirked because my name was Cole. One of my peers called me peat which is the first stage of the formation of coal. That peer, allowed me to lighten up for the first time at SECHS. This peer introduced me to his friends and progressively over the year, I have made a whole group of friends. These friends helped myself

I was a fortunate soul. I had two loving parents who raised me in a Christian home. We went to church most every Sunday. Both my parents worked, and they gave me everything I needed. My mother and father both gave me everything that I wanted, or better yet everything I asked for they tried to get. They didn’t just give me anything, no questions asked, there was discipline, respect, love, and humility. They thought I deserved the world and they tried to provide it. Was that so bad?

When a new school year starts teachers are ecstatic to see what kind of students they will be teaching for the next year, like the way students anticipate how hard their new teachers will be. Teachers can hope to have a class full of sublime students, but in reality, the odds of that happening are very minute. However, a few exceptional students can help to shape the class through the way they work hard and care for the welfare of their fellow students. There are a few qualities that these good students have. They should always work hard because it will benefit themselves in class and also in the future. This will also push their peers to work harder and reach their full potential. They should be involved so that their lives don't only revolve

For the first time I walked through the Junior high school gate, I realized how big was our school, and I was glad to really became a middle high school student it wasn’t a dream anymore. But since I got into the middle school, our homework became more and harder so I took more time on studying than in the elementary school. We have many projects to work on in every subjects, things we have to learn are harder too. But I like Junior high more, There are more things we can do, such as play on the field during lunch time, choosing what we want to eat every day, or even buying things in the store. So I am pretty happy about coming to junior high school.

The past thirteen years of my school life has definitely been interesting. Within my education life, I have moved five different times and been to five different schools. Those schools were Flathead Christian School, Riverview Elementary, Doris Dickson Elementary, Ulm School, and finally Cascade High School.

“Why do I have to go to school?” How many times have you heard a child ask this question? How many times did you ask this when you were younger? Children do not comprehend why school is important, and to this day, some adults still do not appreciate the opportunity of education. They either never gain that understanding, or they gain it when they are working hard to make a living. It is sad that so many children go through all of the years hating school, but then when they enter the real world, they want nothing more than to relive their “glory years” in high school. However, for the people who never realize how much education is really worth, they will go on with their lives, missing a truly amazing part of it.

It finally hit me. Two weeks after I finished my junior year, I realized I was a senior. Unlike most people, I was not happy. Something was missing. My whole high school experience was a waste and it was going to be another depressing school year with complaints the whole time. The thought of this was unbearable. I inwardly thought, “Was my life really this sad?” I knew I had to make a change. I would do the most outrageous thing I have ever done in my life: transferring high schools in my senior year to Burbank High. I did just this; with my peers and family’s constant questioning and doubt. But in this experience, I surprised myself. I discovered I was wrong about my ability befriend others, take risks, and persevere.

As I sat down on the steps to have lunch in the University Center during my second week of classes at the University of Houston, I wondered when and how I would start making friends. It is typically more difficult to make friends in college as a transfer student in the spring because most people have already found their reliable friends groups. Because I was desperate for friends but also too shy, I sat next to a group of people who I thought looked interesting hoping they might want to talk to me. I was in luck! The group noticed me, and one member (who I would later learn was named Jon) asked me why I was being so quiet. I normally would not have talked to these strangers as much as I did, but I was curious about them. As I grew closer to the group,

Growing up with not a lot of friends can be very tough. I remember the first true friend i had, was Brandon Payne. I met him in first grade since we rode the same bus, We were great friends. We sat next to each other during lunch, played together at recess, and we talked during class. A year went by and we were still the best of friends. Then one friday night in second grade he invited me over to house to spend the night. I was so excited! It was my first sleepover i have ever had and it was going to be the best time i ever had, i didn't know at the time i was going to regret coming over that day.