Important Change In Middle School-Personal Narrative

As I went through 1-9 grade school I finally found grit. Going to St. Mary’s during 1-6 grade school getting up at 6:30 every morning just wanting to hit the snooze button so I could get that extra hour of sleep in. After getting ready for school, I would get on the bus, three stops later we would pick up these annoying foster kids that gave me a headache every day because they would shut their mouths that I would have to push through school with. Then building up all the energy sitting in 1-2 classrooms the whole day waiting for recess so I could let it all out. Since I pushed through those challenges, I was able to move on to middle school. During my two years of middle school three out of the five days of school, I would get up at 5:30 and

In my whole life there was only two time that I didn’t belong. The first time I felt that way was when I switch middle school. The second time was when start a summer program in CSULA called STEP.

Going through change as a kid can be a challenging experience, however when I was eight years old, I went through a relatively big change that I handled fairly well. When I was in the beginning of the second grade, I wanted to switch schools so badly that I begged my parents every night at supper time. I had enough of getting pushed around and being made fun of by the mean girls at school. I had thought most of them were my friends, but they ended up stabbing me in the back and spreading rumours about me. Everyday I would hide somewhere in the playground to avoid being shoved into muddy puddles or have things stolen from me.

I was always told that things would change in highschool. You would meet new people, find new friends, and even discover a new class that amazes you. No one prepared me for what was going to happen Sophomore year though; no one saw it coming.

Middle school has changed me this year.” “Why was it such a fail?” Middle school has made me more independent!

2010 is the year everything changed, for me at least. It’s the year I started middle school. What this transition changed was not a religious or intellectual belief but a belief about society. The belief that people are the same.

I didn’t see it coming. All I know is one moment I’m leaving fifth grade preparing for middle school, and the next I’m packing my stuff into boxes. In the early morning of June 29th, we piled into the car ready to leave Florida for Chicago. The door slammed. My dad stood in the driveway saying goodbye to all of us. The car pulled out of the driveway with its roaring engine and started making its way down the road. My dad’s tall figure faded away, still waving. My heart sank knowing that this was the mark of something significant. It simply seemed like we were going on a road trip, which was partly true, except we weren’t going to return to that house to live in. My brother would but not my mom, my sister, and I. That wasn’t going to be our home anymore.

How to start? Well it was 5th grade; and I went to creeds elementary school where we had two separate classes. Each class stayed together and moved to different subjects as a group. During the Second Quarter a new student joined our 5th grade class and I remember first seeing her in the hallway and I was like “dang who is she”. Later I found out her name was Harley. The only problem was that she was in the other class. So when we would get ready to switch subjects we would be able to see the other class in the hall. This quickly became my favorite part of the day because that meant I got to see harley in the hallway.

Have you ever been afraid to change schools? If so I can relate. So for Freshmen year of high school i went to a private school Winston salem christian school. I had been there my whole life, from 1st grade all the way to 9th grade. This school was all I had ever known, the people were very friendly and the teachers were amazing and also they were very encouraging. The private school I went to was very family oriented meaning that the teachers knew every student very well and they parents. The one thing that I really liked was how their was very few kids in each grade: my freshman year their was only 11 students in my class which I enjoyed very much. Another thing I also enjoyed was how we had sports teams but anyone who tried out made the team so no one got cut. While I was at Winston Salem Christian i played basketball for three years and volleyball for four years.

Saying that high school has shaped me into who I am today is an understatement. As expected, freshman year was challenging, but I could not have expected graduating high school with five AP classes under my belt and a GPA above 4.0. As a freshman not knowing what my purpose was in life, I struggled to find motivation to get my work done. I was truly blessed to have my supportive sister in my lunch period in which we would meet up in the library every day to study together. While I used both my study hall and lunch periods to do work, I noticed that I ended up still having an excessive amount of work left to do at home, compared to what I had grown accustomed to in middle school.

I felt a change when I got in high school. I felt that I can be on my own from now on. I was more mature. The change affected a lot of me. I used to like to play a lot but now I just like to play soccer. My mom saw a change to. In middle school I was hyper and crazy. In sixth and seventh I was a little childish. I felt taller and older. I told my dad I wanted to drive. He said I was still little. I told him I wasn’t a kid any more. I had a change that I don’t like to play around with my friends. My friends have changed to they all feel like grownups. I had a change when my friends treat me with respect. I gave them the same respect. The other change was that teachers trusted me. I changed the way think. Know I am more focused in collage than

When I was around five years old, I had a female doll that was the same size as me at the time. My mother would play music for us almost every night and I would choose the doll to be my dancing partner. Although, I would only dance with the doll if I was wearing a pajama shirt and pants; I never would dance with it if I was wearing one of my night gowns. My mother would not let me cut the doll's platinum-gold hair, to make it appear more like a boy even though I had asked her over and over. It just seemed odd to me, a girl to dance with another "girl".

My last three years of middle school experience was very fun and I will never forget it. There were few things that came to mind when I thought about my CMS memories.

I have many fascinating, surprising, and incredible events in my life. The events that will always be important part of my memories. One of the event is about my experience when I first went to my new middle school right after coming to the U.S. The 1st day of school that allowed me to understand and realize of the new and different disparate school environment. Its name was Ellicott Mills Middle school, located in Ellicott City, and I was about to enter in 7th grade.

It was an aching solitude. I sat in silence, ensnared within my chaotic mind while everyone’s elated voices stretched across the classroom like a contagious disease but my immunity was too study to catch a speck of it. I was never a big fan of change, especially ones that strike you without any warning. The transition from elementary to junior high wasn’t the challenging part for me, it was the fact that I felt alone. It never occurred to me that everything was temporary, even friendships.