Moving To High School: A Personal Analysis

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

Transitioning from the middle school to the high school is a big change for a student. When we moved to the high school, we thought freshman Friday's would be all year and that it would be very difficult to find our classes. However, freshman Friday's only last the first couple weeks, and there are lots of link leaders to help the freshies find their classes. School is a big deal here in the high school. 8th graders should follow our tips if they want to be successful in the high school.

In December of my freshman year, we moved into town and I transferred from Alisal High School to Everett Alvarez High School. I was confronted with a significant challenge that tested my ability to adapt to a new environment. The move had social and academic implications that I have confronted and gradually overcome. I know today that I am a better person for having gone through this challenge and that I am a resilient young woman. I am very proud to have overcome this challenge and now I am surrounded by great friends and have improved academically.

There is a certain potent quality to the transition between middle and high school; many make it through this transition. I apparently, wasn’t good enough for that transition, and I didn’t get in. I also didn’t even apply for the spot, so this not getting in thing made no sense to me on the first day. However, later on, I discovered that it mattered a lot more than I had first thought. Mostly because it basically sealed my fate for the rest of my life. Suffice to say, I am the single unluckiest person in this whole school. Unrivaled by anyone, I win the nonexistent title by a landslide every single year. And I absolutely hate it. But don’t be mistaken, it’s not that I don’t enjoy being alone, I absolutely do, it’s just that they constantly tease me for it like I actually care. And everyone should know by now that I don’t care. Aside from school, I really have no reason to unhappy. But that’s just it, I am always unhappy. And maybe that’s why the kids at school pick on me so much. Either way, life has dealt me a pretty pathetic deck of cards. And today is no different from any other day, it’s exactly the same. I wake up with a frown on my face, completely and perpetually uninterested in every little thing that I have to do that morning. I weave around my family, all bustling and happy, half-asleep and all smiles. And then I drive to school. A school surrounded by trees and fog. It was as gloomy as my mind was. And so I get out of my car. And then I go to class. And then the

Transitioning has always been a difficult for me. My freshmen year of high school experiences varied from disappointment, to complete chaos. Freshmen year of high school is tough, you worked yourself to the top to be placed in the bottom again. Not to mention middle school and high school are two different types of environments. I was aware that they were two different types of environments, so when my middle school offered a summer course at Carl Hayden High School I took the opportunity to help me adjust. The course was a reading comprehension class, I did not need help with my reading comprehension but took it to get a feel of how high school would be. Judging high school by one course was ignorant of me to do. From that short experience

Transitioning from elementary or middle school to high school can be a new experience with chaos. If one is entering a humongous school that has two separate buildings, as known as south and north. There are many problems and skills that will be helpful for one to survive successfully in high school. As I have been in high school for almost five years, I want my future juniors to not make mistakes that I made during transitioning to high school.

Going through change as a kid can be a challenging experience, however when I was eight years old, I went through a relatively big change that I handled fairly well. When I was in the beginning of the second grade, I wanted to switch schools so badly that I begged my parents every night at supper time. I had enough of getting pushed around and being made fun of by the mean girls at school. I had thought most of them were my friends, but they ended up stabbing me in the back and spreading rumours about me. Everyday I would hide somewhere in the playground to avoid being shoved into muddy puddles or have things stolen from me.

In a few short months, I will be graduating from high school. With that comes large responsibilities to take care of my own schooling and my own needs. There will be no one there to motivate me to finish my homework or to push me to school everyday. I am in charge of myself now, and it will take some time to get used to. Going to college is a big part of 2018 for me, and I want to start the year strong. Instead of picking a resolution or goal, we picked a word that we wanted to work towards this year. My word is strive. I want to strive to do and be better than I think I can be. To make my resolution easier this year, I picked a word that I can drive towards to get me through any trials.

I remember when I was younger, I used to have trouble adding and subtracting. It constantly confused me on where the "1" came from and why it's "carried". Something about it I just didn't understand and it frustrated me. I recall crying in the back seat of the car complaining to my mom about not having enough fingers to solve a complicated subtraction equation in a mathematics workbook my mother bought from family dollars. Then I would sometimes use my younger sister's fingers to cheat, in order to remain tranquil. Finally, my mom decided to sit down with me at the kitchen table to analyze the steps to conquer these monster problems. Once I comprehended this lesson, I was no longer in the dark. Everything after that was as simple as pie. In

Since I was a kid in elementary school, shyness was part of who I am since. My mother had to go to the parents meeting each year telling my teachers that I am very shy. Because sometimes I would go home crying because one of my teachers told me to say something in front of the whole class. She would go and tell them not pick on me during class or take away participation points. Whereas my family and I had to move to the United Stated when it was time for me to go to high school. Unfortunately, my mother card could not work for high school. During my four years of high school the word “speech” and “presentation” always scared me just like a clown scaring a little kid. Hearing, those two words from my teacher, I automatically start stressing

When I was in eighth grade, I was tentatively excited about moving on to high school. I loved my small Montessori school, and sometimes I still wish that I could slip back into the small group of students and just start my old classes again. Still, I had gone from an average student to an A/B student in my last couple of years, and I was feeling good about a new challenge. I was cagily optimistic about the move away from my small school, which had become a kind of second home for me, to a totally foreign and much more demanding environment.

Although I did not initially like what Kayla had to say, I was still open to listen. “You’re kind of like that saying, you’re a jack of all trades, but a master of none.” It was essentially a compliment, but it wasn’t projected as one. Not knowing if I should have been thankful or offended, I nervously laughed it off and replied with a sarcastic thanks. I did not bother to ask her what she meant. Instead, I thought about her words and it took me a while to realize that it might have been one of the nicest compliments that I have ever received. I glanced back over at her and smiled. Kayla looked concerned, but I replied, “What you said means a lot to me.”

One of the downfalls of moving so much was the fact that I had to switch schools every 3 to 6 months. That meant I was always the new kid, the one with no friends, the one no one eats lunch with and the one that always gets picked on and pushed around, you know that kind of crap. But this only bothered me for a little bit then I just grew thick skin.

Transitioning from high school to college isn't easy, as Professor Chew implied in his part I video. College is hard, it requires lots of study hours, and we have to master completely cutting off our distractions. Honestly I can admit that I am guilty in all the points Professor Chew had mentioned in his video. I don't study at all and when I do I tend to skim over the chapter or words, whatever the case may be. This habit also applies to occasions when a test while take place, I “study”, think I do well, and get a low grade.

The beginning of the year was the hardest time for me because of the transition. My old school was nothing, I mean nothing, like Middle College. Yes, we received work but it was pretty simple and didn’t take long to do. Middle College’s work is way more complex and time consuming, however, it is beneficial. For me, getting use to this was like a slap in the face. I mean we had homework on the first day of school! I was not used to that, the first month of school I felt so overwhelmed I cried, literally. I didn’t think I was smart enough to survive Middle College.