Middle School Experience

I was so excited to start going to Heritage Middle School, I was finally starting to grow up. I was going to meet new people and have more classes that I have to manage now all on my own. Now I am becoming one of the big kids I will become responsible for my own work like projects and turning in my work on time.

In middle school, 5th to 8th grade, I endure multiple adjective to describe my experience in middle school. While in Middle School, I struggle with my appearance which has stayed as an adult. For I always look at myself and all the flaws in my features, as my family members and/or friends state my beauty features, I will brushed them off by stating the negative feature I visually observe. Until recently, I’ve overcome my inability of reading in public and/or to my peers. As my cousin passed away tragically, his mother (my Aunt) asked if I will read his poem to her and a group of 50 strangers. She knew my fear of public speaking, she also knew my dream of becoming a teacher and starting to a career as a substitute teacher. Therefore, she knew I needed to overcome the fear of speaking. I am extremely pleased with myself to speak clearly and to have the strength and encouragement of my family to overcome my greatest fear with a poem in dedication to my beloved cousin.

I attended fifth grade at Northside Elementary School, but was very excited to get over to Martha Brown Middle School!! I remember, even though I was excited to be in the sixth grade, I was nervous! I remember on the first day of middle school, I was lost trying to get to classes. I could not remember my locker combination and had to ask for help from the very tall Mr. O’Dell. I just felt that nervous because I could not remember what seat to sit in and the classes seemed like they were going to be difficult.

I started middle school at Bethany Middle school, I had my two older cousins going to school with me. One is the same grade I am and the other is two years older. It was nice having them but we all hung out with different crowds and sometimes we would not agree on the same things so we would not always get along. My first day of middle school was not as bad as i thought it would have been due to the fact that the Bethany middle school was not big at all. My 6th grade year was tough for me when it came to school work, i was used to the work from Central Elementary school and the Bethany Schools were much more strict and left a lot of homework so it was a big change for me. I remember my English class was the hardest along with science but I

book after book. All titled Middle school, the worst years of my life, how I survived middle school, middle school get me out of here,and the list goes on . As I was nearing the end of fifth grade, I started seriously thinking about how middle school would be and got worried after hearing of so many stories of people's terrible middle school years. However, I have to admit it really hasn’t been all that bad these last three years and in fact, middle school may have been my favorite, compared to elementary school. With more freedom, more people, more homework, more activities, more teachers, more fun classes, more excitement, more everything quite frankly, I have been able to have . I am sure a lot of us have fun throughout these middle school while learning more about yourselves and the people around us each year. I am sure many of us have been able to say for sure that we have had many experiences that can prepare us for the future.

The transition from elementary into middle school was tough, in fact I did not do well the first semester of that year. During these school years was unbeliebable the amount of people I met, especially my best friend. We used to play soccer a lot and ride bicycle all day long. Unfotunally, within those cheerful years my brother came to the US, which at the time felt like the worst thing that could've happened to me.

My first day of middle school was all over the place. I had more classes then I did last year and had no idea where to go. My new school was 2 floors tall. I went up and down stairs over and over again. I didn’t know where my locker was or the combo. I was so not ready for middle school at all my life will never be the same because I will have multiple classes and teachers.

Middle school is full of good and bad memories. After being here for four years you develop all sorts of memories that you may not even want to remember. There is one memory from my eighth grade year that I will never forget. Being a water girl for the middle school football team was one of the most exciting extra curricular activities I did.

Honestly, I loved middle school. I never had any problems to all the school I went to during that time, I had a lot of f friends that to this day I still talk to and ended with having honor roll. My first middle school was here in Arizona at Estrella Mountain that I went to for the first third of sixth grade so I do not have many memories from that year there. Then I moved to Saint Johnsbury, Vermont to attend the rest of my sixth grade at Saint Johnsbury middle school. All of my memories at that school were of my class and I always being outside. We had endless field trips of going snowboarding, snowshoeing, sledding, camping and then do some of the most erratic things such as studying the population of the trees in our forest,

Middle school was very fun though and it matured me a lot for high school I also learned a lot of things in middle school that have helped me in highschool I also still have some of my middle schools teachers now like Ms.Bowen that was my favorite teacher in middle school she was very cool. But that’s how my middle school years

My most vivid memory of intermediate school, was walking on the red carpet on the first day of fifth grade. At the time, I felt so grown up and mature. Come to realize, I was only ten years old. On the first day, I was so nervous to meet all of the new people that were coming from other elementary schools. Looking back, I shouldn't have been so nervous because I’m sure all of the other kids felt the same way. During those years, I met countless friends including Jayden, Makayla, Ali, Ally, Emily and so many others that I would still consider my friends.

I went to Middle School in Knob Noster Missouri for half of Middle School, then moved in the middle of 6th grade. I started Middle School when I was 10, in 5th grade. It was unusual to start Middle School in 5th grade, but at the end of 4th grade, the school education board said that there wasn’t enough room in our elementary school, so they moved the 5th grade to the Middle School. We were the first 5th grade class to experience Middle School in the whole community. I felt older and cooler than all of the other 5th graders before me. When I came in on the first day of school, we made a time capsule and buried them in the supplies cabinet, instead of outside because it was against the rules to dig up school property. We brought in some things that were really important to us, and put them into a large pringle container. The neatest thing that we did was cut a piece of string as tall as us, then at the end of year we would do the same thing and see how much we had grown in that year. I had grown 1.5 inches that year. I was also the tallest in the class back then.

My middle school experience has been like a rollercoaster, full of ups and down and sharp twist and turns that either make me scream in excitement or cry in fear, and in the end, it went by too quickly making me question whether I want to experience it all over again or leave and never turn back. No matter how I feel about it, middle school has shaped who I am today. Since the beginning of 6th grade till now, the end of 8th grade, I’ve changed a lot. I’m not just walking able gaining weight and growing a few inches; I’m talking about what I discovered. The last 3 years has taught me many lessons and helped me grow emotionally and changed my view of the world, the people around me and myself.

Elementary school started out as a bore but moved on to eventually being fun and enjoyable. I grew to love school and learning during my fourth and fifth grade years at Zia elementary school. My teacher taught me the value of history and American History

When I was in middle school, I was on the quiz bowl team. The tournaments were nonchalant, the questions were manageable, and the teams all competed to have a good time, not just to advance. Due to the enjoyable nature of my middle school experience, I decided that I would brave the unknown murky waters of high school scholars bowl. I was under the assumption that it would be the same for the most part; however, this assumption was severely misguided.