Middle School : My Personal Experience In High School

Most people go through Middle School without any problems and I wish I could say the same about my experience. But I can’t. I was bullied a lot through Middle school. The students would comment about my weight and ask questions such as, “Why are you massive compared to your brother?” or, “Are you sure you don’t need a custom made desk to fit into?” Soon enough, I got use to the name calling and payed little attention to it. However, I can’t say the same about my self confidence. After core classes, we’d head to the locker room and get ready for Physical Education. I was always the last one to get dressed. Not because I was slow, but because I didn’t want the other kids to see me take off my shirt. I was scared of potential humiliation. So,

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 a lot of fun for me, I met a lot of new people and lots of new girls. It was also kinda tough in the beginning with switching classes and things and having so many different teachers and lots of homework from different classes and having to remember the room numbers of each class but eventually I got used to everything.

Junior High is a scary thought. You are little and going to school with the big kids. It wasn’t to bad after I got used to it.

it was a bit intimidating. I had to take two classes in the junior and

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.

I am writing because I have some advice I would like to offer you based on my own experience. I’m writing this letter to help you get prepared for middle school and survive middle school. There are three ways you're going to survive middle school.

My experience as a eighth grader at the Middle School was good. The skills and knowledge that will help me as a freshman at the high school would be to complete assignments when due, advocate for myself, and try to acommplish getting good grades, and at last staying organized. I am looking forward to strive for good grades, and being successful throughout the school year. Towards the end of my eighth grade year, towards March and April I learned about my upcoming freshman year. A group of Scarborough High School students came to the Scarborough Middle School cafeteria and told eighth graders what its like in Highschool and how to be successful as a Highschool student. Some things they talked about were core classes, programs of studies, study

I was in 7th grade and didn't know everything was about to change. My mother wanted to get a job and this meant she wouldn't be able to be my teacher anymore. My parents decided, after three years of homeschooling to send me to public school. This was so it would be easier for my mother to get a job and not have to deal with being our teacher as well, because that would be too stressful. I didn't know very many people and wasn't used to being with large amounts of people for long periods of time. Eventually, I got settled in and started to make friends.

Everybody has their breaking points. At a young age I was forced to endure mine; only to find that there wasn’t much of a break, but more of a point. With puberty, came a variety of changes: physically, mentally, and perspectivally. As a child, sexual abuse is not fathomable for many, and in most cases, are utterly traumatizing. Entering middle school in the midst of the abuse brought countless days and nights dedicated to realizing the situation that I was in was, indeed, perpetually toxic and morally wrong. Although this was a traumatic experience, I chose, with great pride, to discuss my knowledge that I acquired during this time.

Middle school, the title that gives me so many mixed emotions. Middle school for me was kinda my transitioning period I realized a lot of things and I grew up a little along the way. High School is usually when people start to figure themselves out and learn all these life lessons that may or may not work out in the future, but like always my life took a different course.

Then third grade started and I adapted to Lower School. Then the bullying got worse. She started doing mean things to me more often. I remember she just kept saying compliments then she’d say she was just kidding and I know it doesn’t seem that bad, but when she did it excessively it started to get worse. I talked to my parents and they said to have courage and strength to talk to her. That was really hard because when I was younger I was shy and didn’t know how little me would stand up to her. I just kept my mouth shut and felt like I was alone because I didn’t know how to talk to people at that time about this. The other part of the bullying was she had a way of luring people, which were my friends. I’ve had a best friend since preschool and we are still friends but this bully (I don’t know why) found a way to take her away. As you can expect besides having this one best friend, I had two other best friends who we hung out with during every moment of the school day together. She found a

My 8th grade year, when I moved from Jardine to Derby. A big move considering, I went from one of the smallest middle schools in Wichita to a ginormous school. One of the hardest thing for me to cope with not knowing anyone at that school and not being able to try out because, I did not get my physical.

I had to always move to different schools because people always use to bully me. The first school I can remember going to was called Golden Glades Elementary in Opa locka, Florida. The reason why moved there was because every time I would cry, and yell at people because of people always calling names and being rude to me, the principal wouldn’t help even though I always told him about the bullying he just didn’t seem to care. Then all of sudden when I told him I was moving to a different school he pretended like he was actually sad to see me gone when in reality I can tell he was happy to see me gone.

My parents were often too busy, my dad at work and my mom trying to manage six kids. All I knew about behaving was quiet is good