Middle School Changes

Middle school to high school is a big jump from not only school to school but also new people coming into our school, harder academics, sports are now a part of your school life, and a jump from school to school. My thoughts on high school have really changed over the past few weeks. When I first realized that we we're going to be in high school shortly, I got a little freaked out. Although I know alot of high schoolers and specific people that go to West I still feel overwhelmed by the fact that i'm going from a 600 person school to a 1,200+ person school. For the longest time I felt if high school would be the hardest part of my life and getting accustomed to the new setting would be hard for me, I thought the people there we're mean and

Coming to eighth grade on the first day was slightly scary for me. I was afraid that I wouldn’t have any friends on the same team as me and that I wouldn’t have a class with any friends. When I arrived to the homeroom, school didn’t start off as bad as I thought it would. Apparently I had more than one friend in my homeroom, which made things less awkward for the first time being in class.

My first day in middle school didn’t seem that much different than elementary school only thing that was different was that we switched classes but we had our teachers telling us where to go for our next classes so it wasn’t hard. On like the third day of middle school I was very confused because we had all the big 7th and 8th graders there and the teachers weren’t helping us and telling bus where to go anymore so I would be late to class and my teachers would be mad. It was hard for me to transition to having several teachers instead of one because all of my teachers were very different we had some teachers that were cool and then we had some strict teachers. The work didn’t get much harder math did but not any other subjects, math was very difficult

The first thing about me that changed the most is my maturity level. Obviously as you get older you are going to mature, but there is definitely a big change from being in 5th grade to being in 6th grade. There is no recess or staying put in a single classroom all day. It takes a certain maturity level to be able to handle moving from class to class and dealing with all the teachers. Another thing about getting older is growing. You don’t want to send an eleven year old off to high school with a bunch of teenagers. Middle school has also helped me prepare for high school because of many things. Changing classes, having lunch with other grades, and being able to take classes that I actually want to take are just a few. Maturity of course goes hand in hand with responsibility, another thing these past few years have taught me.

I remember the very first day of school, I felt isolated and misunderstood. When I got there all eyes were on me, looking at me as the new kid, I was sweating in the cold. I felt like going back home. In a classroom full of 7th graders, students were

The awkward years of preteen life and middle school for me were not bad. I got good grades, I got along with others, I was on the basketball team,and was also in other leadership clubs

When I entered middle school I was suddenly thrust into reality. Not only was I suddenly demoted from being one of the oldest and most experienced students at the school to a lowly first year. I no longer had the advantage of being in one class with the same set of classmates the entire day. Making friends was not a natural occurrence. The size of the

From the first day I entered my new middle school, I knew that my life was about to change forever. The countless modifications, some good and some bad, were about to mold me into what I would become at the end of 8th grade. Getting more involved with my community, becoming more athletic, and being kinder are just a few of the things that I think that I have improved upon. I have also gained some not-so-good qualities, which include biting my nails, not being as smart, and lying to myself about many things. Overall though, I think that I have made tremendous progress and have blossomed into a great student who is ready for high school.

When summer ended and school began, I was extremely nervous. None of my old friends were in my classes. I would walk alone in the halls which gave three boys a chance to talk to me. In the beginning

With butterflies in my stomach, I started my first day of Middle School (Prep.Ph). I was nervous about starting at a new school,

How have I changed in high school? Well for starters my body is different than it was last year. My legs are longer, not to brag but they are also stronger. I can’t really say some stuff in the essay so I’ll go with my upper body, its bigger it has hair and it’s stronger. My arms are the same as my legs they are also strong and longer. My face grows pimples and well that is all my face does, but that is just for starters. What I have noticed that changed is I have more discipline, I could thank that to my new bravery that allowed me to join football ohh and my coaches. Now instead of saying yes I say yes mam and yes sir. I have also noticed that I understand more I could understand when my parents talk sarcastically. And now I notice that

When the first day arrived, I was simply terrified. I remember looking around the classroom and not knowing what to do because everyone seemed so scary to me. Even with the transition to a new school, I behaved in the same manner as I did at my old school. I remained quiet, spoke when instructed to, liked to be on

Walking into Emmaus High School for the first time was definitely scary. I wasn't sure how to feel. I was a little apprehensive, a little excited, and on the verge of a heat stroke. I had affirmed that morning to my parents that I wasn't that nervous. I felt coerced to be scared, as all the stories I had heard were terrifying and everyone else was mortified, so I should be too. Standing in the heat looking for my friends, I thought about what I knew, or thought I knew, about the high school. It seems everyone likes to scare incoming freshman, traumatize them into dreading every day closer to school. I certainly was. However nervous I was though, I realized somewhere very, very deep inside, I was imploring to go somewhere that I wasn't haunted by all the embarrassing middle school memories.

The only year in elementary school I enjoyed was fifth grade. This school year was full of encouragement and kindness from my teachers. Their constant motivation and kind words gave me the confidence to improve my grades in school and interact more with my classmates. After fifth grade, my entire class and I left our old school, and relocated to the middle school. This change was not the easiest for me either. While elementary school was a tame and controlled environment, middle school gave students more freedom and was less strict on students.

The teachers taught me well, while my peers taught me more about life. I made my best friends in middle school and we are a family now. I cherished the time I spent in middle school. I was a top student who was doing well, had many friends, and was making a name for myself in sports and extracurricular activities. Then once again graduation rolled around and I had to leave all of the good things behind. But I was ready to embark on an education that was more geared towards my future.