I Was A School Year

It was the first year of High School and I was very nervous because it was a new school. I see all of my old friends, we say “hi” to each other. Going forward a month I’m not turning in any projects and most of my grades are under 50 percent. I worried because my parents told me they will take my gaming consoles for 3 months. In middle school I was always applied myself to classes and I did pretty well. Sometimes I got pretty lazy and I didn’t do any work that was assign to me. When my parents told

The CT I was working under has been a teacher at this school for the past nine years. When asked if anything was done prior to school out in the community the look of horror was given. The CT has grandchildren that attend a different school in the county and sometimes the CT attends community events with them. Once in a while the CT might run into one of the prior or current year students. The CT stated work begins with the students from the time they enter the school in kindergarten until they

Statement Ten years ago, I was employed with my local school district a school secretary at one of the district elementary schools. On a Friday afternoon in mid-April as I prepared to complete my weeks work, my administrator called me into her office. The administrator explained that due to a cut in funding, the district issued a list of individual that would be let go at the conclusion of the school year. The individuals on the list would be allowed to interview at other schools within the district

Educational Autobiography Prelude I completed an educational interview with two age group of people. The first age group was 71 years of age and the second age group was 55 years of age. During my interview, I asked each individual several questions concerning their educational experience.  First age group (71 years of age): During my interview, I asked Mrs. P what was the curriculum like during her school years (I didn’t give her a specific time period. I asked her to tell me any information

Freshman year was my easiest year of highschool, I thought because it was high school the work was going to be more difficult for me, but it was not. The people that knew that was in high school told me that it was going to be more difficult than middle school. That is probably what most freshman would say. When I first got to the high school the upperclassmen looked a lot older and taller than I was. I was the tallest out of my friends in my grade, but not taller than the upperclassmen. The school felt

minute I regret the most was the minute I decided that I would not return back to school. As my middle school years began, I entered in with the mindset that I would be on top of everything: My grades at the very highest, my GPA way above 2.0, homework assignments turned in on time. As that school year began to progress, that desire to remain on top of everything academically began to diminish over time. My grades, and GPA began to drop. As I was beginning to notice this all happening, I began to

September 9, 2013, I started my first day at Overbrook High School. Overbrook was never my first choice of high school to attend out Of middle school but my sister was going to elementary school right down the street and due to the violence in that neighborhood, I, and my mom wanted to keep her safe and let her know she was safe at all times. My first day made it seem as if it was a great school I met the superintendent the mayor and a state representative all on my first day. I didn’t have any classes

I am a baseball player who loves to play baseball and very good at it, but in middle school I could not make the team in either of my two years that I was in middle school. It was 7th and 8th grade, but that did not stop me from ever playing baseball. Here is my story on how I never gave up on playing baseball even though I did not make the team two straight years in middle school. I started playing baseball for as long as I could. The year was 2006 when I first started playing baseball in Field

over my head, my illness and the absences it caused. In a good year I would miss a little under eighty days of school, bad years I may miss up to a hundred. Missing all of that school left me developmentally delayed, and often stressed out and overwhelmed by the mere thought of going to school. I eventually caught up with my education, but it took years of work and my condition subsiding before I was able to do so. By no means did I have a normal education, and having so much going on with me let

of middle school was a new deal for me. I woke up early, ate, and got dressed. Got in my dad’s car and was on my way to school. Arriving, I was a little nervous because I was gonna be down in the hallways with the big kids. Grabbing my backpack I go inside. Once inside, I meet my friends and go to my locker. Then, I go to my first class which was History with Mr. Gunn. First hour went smoothly and after that was second hour. Heading into Mr. Jung’s class which he taught math. Math was not one of