Middle School Is Not The Easiest Time

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.

The first year of middle school was a year of transition into a new world. I would be going to a new school and enhance my life academically and on a social level. Looking back at that year isn’t so pleasant. My new self today, sucked in numerous amounts of life lessons that contradict the person I was in sixth grade. Sixth grade was all about fitting in for me. I just wanted to be part of a crowd and be known. I didn’t care about my academics at the moment. However, I was lucky enough to be educationally talented and not get to astray in the learning environment. Personally, sixth grade was too overloaded with drama and the drive to be high in the social rankings. If I traveled back to sixth grade, I’d sucker punch myself for getting

Middle School can be described in many words and many people have different opinions about it. There are also many memorable experiences at the Middle School too. The most memorable experience I had at the middle school was When I was in 5th grade and everyone had to show the 4th graders what the Middle School was like. Even though I had many exciting, Fun, bad, or just hilarious experiences this one is the most memorable.

I was about to face my greatest challenge in my new life. How to fit in with people in middle school. Arriving in America was already hard to adjust, what more can it be with my school life. It was in August when my school started. I was already nervous, and I haven’t even step foot from this mysterious school that I’m about to spend 2 years of my life.

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.

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

After that moment, I no longer saw myself as an intelligent kid who was unable to fail, but one who was and could be challenged by failure and challenged to learn from my mistakes. After revising the essay, I received an “A+,” yet this was not what made me happy. The fact that I, the twelve-year-old boy who had previously rejected failure as a possibility, could accept failure (by my standards) and use it as

Something that changed me when I went to middle school was becoming more responsible. Keeping up with my books, remembering what class to go to, and keeping up the homework assignments that were assigned.

Growing up in a city like Reading is not easy on any child, especially when you are the minority. This city is composed of 87,893 people, and of these people only twenty nine percent of them are Caucasian. Over half of the people living in our city are Hispanic, making up fifty nine percent of the population. Being part of the twenty nine percent can make a child feel different or left out while they are growing up. Children strive to make friends and to fit in with other kids their age. In my case it was not always the easiest because of a cultural barrier, or even a language barrier. Starting school is a scary for everyone, everyone fears the unknown. But when you enter school into a classroom full of people unlike yourself, is when the nerves really set in.

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.

Everyone has a favorite school year and mine happens to be sixth grade. I had some of the best teachers, classes, and friends. I remember being extremely nervous to start sixth grade, I wanted to stay at Boone Elementary with recess and no changing classes. I was as nervous as a mouse. I thought there were going to be millions of new students from different schools.Turns out I loved sixth grade more than any grades before. The first day of school my parents took me to school and I didn’t want to get out of the silver car. Not knowing that I would have the best time at Troy Middle School.

Coming to middle school from elementary school is a stressful time, but despite this fact, learning still needs to get done. This book here allows children to face middle school math, specifically what will be required from them from the start, while also covering all of the math standards and review for the Common Core State Standards. I would deem this difficulty as easy in comparison to what the students will experience in their math courses over their time in secondary education.

Middle school was a drastic change in my life. In elementary school I didn't have to worry about wearing makeup or what I wore but once I entered middle school, it all changed. The classes became harder, the testing became more frequent, the teachers started to care less, and having to change classes every hour and a half was very confusing.

Middle school was just the beginning for me. When I came into the middle school, I thought I wasn’t going to survive but later on I realized it wasn’t terrible at all. I've made some great memories and the best one’s were here. Fifth grade was the start for me, sixth and seventh grade shaped my personality, and eighth grade made me come into contact with myself.

The thought of leaving a known environment to walking into something completely new and different is overwhelming. Middle school was my home away from home for three whole years. Like many other incoming freshman students, I believe that a big fear is getting separated from the friends you grew up with. Yet, I understand that you meet new people and create more memories together which calms me down a bit. Another big fear/concern is being able to get to one class to another quickly in order to arrive on time. I signed up for ROTC which I have always wanted to do, and I know that you have to put on your uniform once a week, but I also have P.E first period so I’m worried that there will be conflict. Luckily, I only have gym first semester, then health so it’d be easier. An expectation I have for freshman year is to obviously get more work and for it to be harder. At first I was scared that I would not be able to keep up however, I believe my eighth grade teachers really tried preparing us for it and now I 'm more at ease. I know I am very dedicated and hard-working towards my education so I just have to keep it up. Not that my teachers can fix all my fears, I hope they will be willing to spend extra time with me explaining something if I don’t understand. That would help me tremendously. Another thing they can do to alleviate the fright I have is if I felt not judged or embarrassed if I were to raise my hand to ask a question, because that is something I struggle with. If