Junior Year

Freshman year, I imagined that year to be amazing. I wanted it to just have an awesome flow but did it? It did in the beginning then a bomb went off during the middle of the year and turned freshman year into a complete disaster. Freshman year was supposed to be about having a great start to the rest of your high school life before you enter the big bad world but other students just couldn't help themselves but to create that bomb during the middle of my freshman year.

Junior year has taught me a lot on how to become a better student and better friend. To all the incoming juniors, my advice to them would be stay focused. Junior year brings a lot of changes in many students lives. It will test your strengths and weaknesses but it will reveal the type of individual you are. One idea that I was able to understand better was that it’s important to know what your goals are. Having a goal will not only keep you focused in accomplishing said goal but it will also be the thing that keeps you moving forward despite the obstacles, that as an incoming junior, one will encounter throughout the year. Your goals do not have to be specific it can be something minor such as just getting through high school being proud of

Making varsity your freshman year of high school is very uncommon due to all of the upperclassmen who have been playing for longer and who have also been on the team longer. My first wish is to make varsity my freshman year of high school on the Piedmont Lady Wildcat soccer team. I wish for this because I really do love soccer and making the team would really mean a whole bunch to me. Making the varsity team would make me feel like I accomplished something large. I could accomplish so much from being on the varsity team, I would have greater competition since I would be younger. If I tried I could also gather a scholarship easier into a college. If I do make the team that would show all of my hard work and dedication to the

I remember being an anxious eighth grader thinking about starting my freshman year of high school. We went from being at the top of the school to being at the bottom of a new one. All of our middle school teachers always told us about how our high school teachers wont “hold our hands” and how we will be on our own. Being in high school is completely different than being in elementary school and middle school. Its almost like each year we have more and more freedom but more responsibility.

My Freshmen, Sophomore, and Junior years were mostly uneventful except more the unmentionable things that went on at home before I finally just left when my Junior year was almost over and ended up in a receivement home (a nice little place where kids are stored when they are freshly removed from their families until the people working there and your social worker can find another place for you to go) where I stayed for a week before they enrolled me in their Independent Living program which is for teens that are almost 18 whom nobody wants to foster or deal with because they are seen as uneducated, juvenile dangers. When my dad found out that I was there he didn’t care until he found out that he could get more money from the state if I was

Sophomore year started out a bad year for all of us. The seniors we loved and cherished were gone and we had brand new section leaders for the flute section. The year started out rough when nearly half of us passed out at band camp. The heat was exhausting and we were constantly getting yelled at from our band director. Throughout the first semester a lot of drama emerged, and half of it was caused by one specific person. There was a lot of pent up anger from a specific girl who didn’t earn the title of section leader, and she did everything in her power to make sure she got it the next year. She tattled to the band directors that the section leaders weren’t doing their jobs well enough, and that if she was section leader these types of things

So far, senior year has been very stressing. I missed some classes because I had to fly to Oahu to attend a program for citizenship and because of that I missed 3 days of school, which got me behind with all my school work. I did talk to my teachers before I left but it got totally off hand because I got distracted with my job.

Life after an undergraduate is one thing that most MCF scholars can’t get it out of their mind when senior year in college is approaching. In fact, I was once one of these scholars who spent most of their senior year to think about how they can get into grad school after graduation or better still secure a better job. My decision job. Likewise, through my basic analysis, I realized that there would be a number of challenges I may face if I go back to my country with only a bachelor’s degrees with no job experience or post-graduate degree. I needed to differentiate myself by getting more qualifications for the job market. Among the challenges, I thought about whether I would of grad school as a way to do something meaningful in my community

Imagine. Your starting year of high school and you start the path of your future. You receive your first report card, then your first award, and you think about further your learning. The thing is, your typical high school will set you on a path that leads to success. But the only success you will achieve in that high school is to graduate to that high school. Fast forward from Freshman year to the end of your junior year. You plan to get a college education but you only have so much resources at your average school. What if I tell you that I am in a school that will get you on track for college readiness from the start of your high school career. Damien Memorial School leads you to a direction that will advance your knowledge through the supportive

A lot has changed this past year and the difficulty seems to be increasing at school. Junior year in high school has arrived and so has the homework. Constantly having hours of homework every night, while studying for major tests, such as the SAT/ACT; which are a huge factor on what school I attend for college. The process can be a very stressful time for many students as they may have to account for extracurricular activities, such as sports and maybe a job. Many students need to seek additional help in order to succeed. My plan of attack is to capitalize on succeeding in all of my classes and being devoted to my future by using a tutor to assist me in preparation for these major tests.

Freshman year. They say highschool is supposed to be the best 4 years of your life. I dont understand because i know in my heart thats a lie. All other friends went to diffrent schools so when i got to Fairfield high i didnt know anyone except one person whose name is Erin Randall. The lunch is 50 cents more than my old middle school whicjh is ridiculous;its like buying expensive gas daily. The first day wasnt as bad as people exaggerate in the tv shows and movies. I got lost on my way to 6th period because my english class was tucked away in the corner but this lovely woman helped me find my classroom. I guess she noticed my nonexsistent missing posters to find my english class or saw me akwardly wandering around it seemed fair to help me.

During high school, I participated in a multitude of activities of different types each year. I joined my local YHEC, Youth Hunters Education Challenge, team the spring before my Freshmen year where I learned skills not only involving firearms and archery, but also orienteering, wildlife identification, and safety. Also, I was enrolled in the school’s choir for my first three years and the band for all four years. My Freshmen year was the last year I participated in Tae Kwon Do, although I was involved in it for three years prior. Discipline, respect, and the importance of physical health were emphasized in class and these years of practice and routine was rewarded when I received my black belt. However, as I became involved in high school,

It’s the first day of freshmen year of high school, all the new and old students are piling into their first class of the day. Luckily for me my first class was English with Mr. Eddie Smith, the man who would eventually help me fall in love with literature. I walk into his classroom and it's like I was walking into a different world. I had never seen a classroom decorated so much as his. He had an array of posters show casing bands like the Beatles and the Rolling Stones, to different movies, books, and cool quotes. In the corner of the room was his desk and right next to it were cut-outs of Elvis Presley and Darth Vader. He had also posted amazing projects made by his past students and to finish the room off he hung around all around room

My mother perpetually advises me through statements such as “সর্বদা আপনার সেরা করা,” which translates from Bengali to English as “always do your best.” Taking heed of my mother’s advice has led me to always try to be the best possible version of myself, in school and outside of it. Adhering to my mom’s words was difficult to practice my junior year of high school. I knew that my junior year was going to be arduous; my schedule was inundated with SAT preparation, ACT preparation, AP classes, and extra-curricular activities. None of this was going to be facilitated by the added stress of finding out my father had just been diagnosed with having an “enlarged prostate,” meaning less and less time would be available for me to focus on school and my personal life. Equally terrifying was knowing that my grandfather had actually passed away from the exact ailment as my father was diagnosed with. As the only child, dismissing my obligations to help my mother and father out during my father’s crisis was not an option. My father was admitted at Baylor hospital for more than two months. My entire focus for the first half of my junior year was not on obtaining good grades or stellar SAT scores; my main priority shifted to helping my father return to a stable healthy condition and to enable him to experience a speedy recovery. Miraculously, during the second half of the school year, I was able to concentrate on my studies resulting in achieving excellent grades…grades that I was

Senior year of high school presents difficulty and stress for most students. Much of this stress steams from the pending decisions they need to make for their future. Choosing a college is a difficult yet exciting process students face as they are about to graduate high school. This process can become even more difficult when family members begin to offer their suggestions. This often consists of parents persuading their children to apply to their own college. I was curious to find out how much of an effect this has on the students overall decision. Through personal interview and secondary research I have found that in most cases, while having an alumni parent does contribute slightly to the decision, other factors impact a student’s decision more then their parents.