Middle School Journey

Looking back, I was lucky to have the teachers I had. Most of them would try to help me, but didn’t know how to. There was something about the way the school was designed that it just didn’t work for me. The summer after my 8th-grade year was when I realized I needed to try a different form of education.

I started out in Lindbergh at the age of three where I went to preschool for two years. I remember taking naps, playing on the playground, and snacking the most. After I finished preschool I went on to kindergarten. My first year riding a big school bus vs the small they use to pick us up in for preschool. I remember my kindergarten teacher Ms. Dorn who taught me the alphabet and how to count. My first grade teacher Ms. Hansen taught me how to read, write, add, and subtract. I remember my second grade teacher Ms. Welinski who help me further my education in the world of history, math, reading, and writing. My third grade teacher Ms. Cox retired my third grade year, but her lasted year she taught me how to write in cursive and to multiply.

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

We were middle class, a very average family. The environment surrounding my family during that time was actually very civilized. Hardly no crime, amiable people and we got close with the neighbors and became very involved with their lives and they became involved in ours. I started attending Yeager Elementary. I really feel for that school because that is the place where I met most of the people I still talk to till this very day, it has a notable place in my heart, I can never forget my third through fifth grade years. I also started attending Tom Browne Middle School. Tom Browne was viewed as an average school, but, to some, it was a “low class”

I have been working on my academic career for many years now. I am currently in my third year of community college, and have come across multiple teachers who have helped and inspired me in many ways. A teacher not only teaches the content of their course, but life skills as well. They are kind, caring, considerate, and understanding of their students. A teacher who goes above and beyond for their students is one that will make a difference. One teacher who I believe has made all the difference to me, was my accounting professor.

Once again I found myself at the bottom of the food chain entering 5th grade. I had just moved back to Eureka as my mom realized she wanted to be closer to family, and I remember how scared I was. I came in the middle of the school year yet again, so there I sat in the library as I waited for my teacher to come grab me. I remember seeing familiar faces from the prior year pass by me on their way to first hour. I waited patiently, still no teacher had come to claim me for their homeroom. I realized I had been forgotten. What a great way to start off the new year... not. Finally a teacher came and got me and laughed about the fact that I was forgotten, which I failed to find as funny as she did but oh well. Looking around my homeroom I anticipated seeing all the same faces, quickly I noticed that there were A LOT of new faces,

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

Diving into past memories is something I am never found of. There is a lot of pain hidden behind some of my past experiences, but also a lot of triumph. It is always interesting to force yourself to retrieve some of those hidden memories. Sometimes the things you remember can be very surprising. Things that seemed long forgotten, can abruptly come back in a flash. The farthest memory I can recall about my own literacy experience is when I began first grade. At this stage, I remember feeling very confused about the whole purpose of going to school. I felt as if I was the only one not being able to keep up with the other children. I didn’t know what was cool, how to make friends, or even know how to play board games like “Candyland.” I was just not exposed to certain things that the other children in my class were aware of prior to beginning first grade. Most of all, I did not like learning. I liked doing things

When I hear the word “survival”, I think of someone who has made it through the impossible or conquered a near death experience; but that isn't all that it means. According to the the Merriam Webster dictionary, “A survivor is a person who copes well with difficulties in their life.” Moving from elementary school to middle school taught me many new characteristics such as how to be more independent, responsible, and more open to changes.

“Jovanie, I’m going to have to let you go,” my coach said to me in a nonchalant voice. My stomach started twisting in a million knots and I felt my eyes watering, but I was not going to let them fall… yet. “Not here, not now” I reassured myself. I slowly walked off the bus trying to act unbothered, but I was. Everybody that knew me understood what track was to me. However, starting off in a different school as a freshman, where nobody knew me was hard. I had to prove to them that I was a good runner, but I have failed.

My earliest memory of being a student was when I attended school at Nolanville elementary (outside of Harker Heights). I remember every morning we would all gather around in a circle and the teacher would pick a student to help her teach the class, when she would choose a student to help her, the responsibility of that child would

I remember feeling scared and running after my mother to go back home with her. I could relate to both. My mom did not cry when she dropped me off on my first day of school. In fact she ran out without saying good bye. I think this is why I remember this day so well. No I do not have memories of after school child care. I had a big family so I stayed at home with my mother before going to school. I think orientation beforehand would have made my first day better.I also sucked my thumb till 12 years old. I used it to comfort myself when I felt unsecure of my surroundings.

Starting middle school changed how I felt about being a preteen almost being an adult. When I was in sixth grade at the middle school,I didn’t have any confidence about being in a huge school. I was frightened about anything that could of went wrong.

Fifty percent of students’ state that middle school is a struggle and has changed them, here are some reasons why and how. Did you know usually for the first few days of school the student doesn’t have any or only a few friends! Another thing is it’s a big change from having one class to having six classes every day. Another reason is there is more classwork and homework to get done. To be fair, I am one of the students who stated that middle school was hard and changed me, let me explain why it was a struggle and how it changed me.

When thinking about all of the many people who made an impact on education, it was hard to just pinpoint one. So many people throughout history have made lasting impressions on school, education and child psychology. From making schools public, to looking at different ways teachers should teach students, to looking at how children learn. All discoveries of people who came before us and made a huge impact on education, which we still see in many schools today. Education is immensely important for a working society, and we have many people to recognize and thank for seeing that importance and making education what it is today.