Hunt Middle School Narrative Report

At Phillips Summer Camp this summer, our Boy Scout Troop 24 were very disappointed in the camps food. Day after day the food would be bad or there would not be enough for all of us. One night for dinner we had a meatball sub and they told us it was going to be like Sub Way well it was nothing like it, and our Junior Assistant Scoutmaster became enraged how bad the food was. He wanted to talk…

As I sit on the floor of my bedroom, I prepare myself for a life changing week. My dark black suitcase is right next to me. I have my packing list in one hand and a red pen in the other. I cross out the items that I already have. I make sure that I have everything I need for a week at summer camp. Every summer since 5th grade, I have gone to Skyview Ranch in Millersburg, Ohio. It is a week of laughing until my stomach hurts and powerful words that change my mind forever.

On the first day of the second year of fifth grade. It was horrible everyone new people from when they were in fourth grade . I felt all alone in a corner. I knew no one ,then the teacher comes up . She said " Hi I will be your teacher this year". I said " Hi I will be one of your students this year".

As I placed the car into park, turned the key off and stepped into the crisp cold winter air, I begin to feel my pulse raise. With each step we took drawing us closer to the door, I felt my heart beating faster. With a quick turn of the ice cold door knob, I found myself standing in a whole new world. The food, the music, the faces, the language, everything was different than what I knew. For the first time in my life I was the minority in my small home town of Winamac, Indiana.

It was a bright hot summer day here in Little Pine First Nation, where the events took place. The chief and councillor’s had organized a fun filled day with family and friends spending it with one another. As the hot dreadful heat of the day goes by slowly the community is together as one enjoying the music blasted. The bass was pounding on my concession booth the good old country music that everyone likes. Kids are screaming, parents are cheering, cars and trucks are ramming, horses are stomping as they too are getting excited for the big day to start.

On 04/14/2016 at 2315 hours your Affiant was dispatched to 109 E. Center St. Apartment Upper for an overdose. Upon arriving on scene EMS was tending to the overdose patient. Your Affiant spoke with a female in the apartment who identified herself as Tiara Pleva while Stamets spoke with the male who lived in the apartment Aaron Campbell. Pleva stated Conrad shot up with heroin. Your Affiant asked where the heroin if any left and empty baggies are, and needle Conrad used. Pleva stated she does not know where any of the stuff is.

I like to think there are four levels of procrastination. The first is false security, the “I still have plenty of time, I can finish this later.” The second is laziness, the thoughts like,“I should probably get this started. Nah.” Next comes denial and excuses such as, “I would start this, but I’m doing something else right now.” and, “I’m just taking a little break.” Then finally the crisis stage, the stage during which you stay up all night long in order to finish the homework assignment you had all day to do. Because of this, the hardest part of my daily routine was the time when I knew I needed to start my homework, but I truly wanted to keep watching shows on Netflix. This wouldn't be as difficult if it weren't

Hello Everyone, my name is Jessica. I have been attending FSW for three years. After about a year of attending FSW, I discovered the paralegal program and have loved it ever since. I currently work as an assistant manager at Dollar Tree but desire to be a paralegal in the near future. I’m excited to learn even more about the legal field throughout this class.

I’m going to start by saying we have some very good educators at Durant Public School that, make sure we are well prepared for college. Here at Durant Public School have been wonderful, exciteful, and delightful, I completed ninth, tenth, and eleventh grade here at Durant Public School. I’m currently attending the twelfth grade. Now I’m about giving you a brief summary of my experience at Durant Public School.

Students check-in to 8th hour and pick up snacks. Students at the voice level 0 table sit

My name is Tien. I am Vietnamese. Currently, I am living in Thu Duc district, in Ho Chi Minh city. I study intermediate level at the Thu Duc college of technology. I don’t live in a dormitory of school because my house is relatively near the school. I live with my parents. I study business administration. I like football, volleyball but I was only playing volleyball in the army, when I was demobilized there was no yard to play. I also listen to music a lot.

Ever since Hunter Jordan died, Ruth and James were heavily affected. In order to combat this, they both use different ways to grieve over his death. To begin, Ruth, James’ mother, rides her bike to grieve for her husbands death. To show proof, James says, “She would ride in slow motion across our street… It was her way of grieving,” (7). As one can see James believes his mother rides her bicycle to grieve for her deceased husband. In addition, James also notes, “it was something [the bike] my stepfather found on the street in Brooklyn and hauled home a few months before he died.” (5). To explain, James says that his stepfather found the bike and brought it to Ruth a few months before he died, so Ruth uses it to remind her of her husband. Furthermore, another way Ruth grieves is in church. James says, “she would occasionally do something in church that I never saw her do at home… she would bow down her head and weep.” (50). As one can see, Ruth cries in church to grieve for her husband because if her kids see her, they would think she is crying because God makes her happy.

The Junior Civitans Club is a community service organization that I have been a member of throughout my high school career. I participated in three Relay for Life walks for life, and helped to raise hundreds of dollars for the Relay for Life cancer research campaign. In my Sophomore and Junior years, I was elected to be on the Leadership committee as a Representative and later a Secretary. This year, I was elected President of the club and preside over all meetings and service projects. The Greenwood High School chapter of Junior Civitans “adopted” a girl’s cottage at the Connie Maxwell Children’s Home this school year. The Connie Maxwell Children’s home provides residential children’s ministry to abused, abandoned, and neglected children.

Since my freshman year of high school, I have been involved in extracurricular activities ranging from volunteering at the animal shelter to being a member of the National English Honor Society. I enjoy lending my time to helping others as well as bettering my community.

Going all the way back to Elementary school, I had a crazy story that happened around the 4th grade. I was at recess and we had a lot of room to play on during recess. There were many trees around the area. Me being a kid at the time I liked to play with sticks and there were many sticks on the ground. So for me liking sticks I picked one up and started to wave it around all my friends. All of a sudden one of the lunch ladies starts running down, blowing her whistle to stop me from waving the stick around. The lunch lady then took me up to be put on the wall. The wall is where the kids who got in trouble for something sit on there and can’t play for a period of time. I did not play for the rest of recess. After that, my class and I went back