My Experience In School

As we pulled up to the massive elementary school building, I begged my mom to let me stay home from school, just once. As usual, she said no. Realizing my attempt to get out of school was futile, I shouldered my backpack, swung open the door, and trudged over to the front door. I would rather be anywhere else than here. For the majority of my life, I attended public schools. It wasn’t rare for me to fail a test or even a whole class. It was because of these failures that I would get even more demotivated and threw away the idea of working hard or completing quality work altogether.

It was a dark, stormy afternoon when I alone faced the greatest fear of my life. It was thundering outside, and the sky was draped in dark rolling thunderheads. The weather was forecasted to get worse with severe chances of a hurricane. I was on vacation with my family at Florida, and we were staying at a hotel in Miami.

Soon the moonlight illuminated the scenery. As I was standing on the balcony admiring the scenery something finally went wrong, a huge black cloud covered the moon. I soon heard the thunder. It seemed to be nothing to worry about, so I didn’t acknowledge it. A few hours later the thunder grew louder and I could see the flashes of lightning headed our way. I went inside to inform my parents of the weather, but they didn’t seem to worry about it much until the cloud was almost over the lodge. My family and I left the reception alone while everyone else stayed in cover; they were the smart ones I thought.

It was a warm day and I was watching the tv. When my mom opened the door, I hear the sweet sound of the animals. I see that she's looking for me and then she yelled from the blue door to turn on the news. Mom and I were very disappointed for what they had claimed. All of my family was scrambling to get ready for the tornado. I have been in a tornado before, except it wasn’t awful. I knew this one was going to be horrible.

It was a Wednesday night during the summer when something happened to me that I will never forget. My volleyball team was in Hutchinson for a summer league. I was not able to play because I have Rheumatoid Arthritis so I went to support them. I was ecstatic because we had gone undefeated that night. While they were playing, storms were building up just outside of Hutch. When I walked out to my truck, I noticed that the storms had come closer and closer. Also while I was walking, it started to lightly sprinkle. When I left the Salthawk Activity Center, it started to downpour. Little did I know, my night was about to be turned upside down.

We got inside and covered up as much as we could so the dust couldn't get in. Soon the storm hit with much ferocity. It was brutal, and I couldn't breath. For much time it continued to hit us as if the Devil came knocking at our door.

The morning of October 4 was the date of the South Carolina flood. I remember waking up to my parent’s voice saying “everyone wake up, fast.” Then I ran downstairs to see water seeping in through the doors. All the carpets were starting to float up. I saw my mother and she said to put on shorts so that my pajama pants would not add weight. In addition, she said to put tennis shoes on. By the time I made my way downstairs, everyone was running around. The dogs were taken out of their kennels and were being held. My father went over to the garage and flipped on the lights to see if he could reach the boat. However the water had risen too high to go in the garage. Suddenly we saw lights appear in the driveway, we realized it was a car. We were so joyful until we recognized that it

It was Tuesday morning; I was 15 at the time. Didn’t have a care in the world, and as I was off to school I couldn’t have even imagined what was about to happen. As I lazily walk to Computer studies, and other students start to begin there day I notice that it was oddly peaceful, there was noise but it wasn’t abrupt; it was cloudy but the clouds were sitting still, as if bracing for impact. “The calm before the storm.” as my Grandparents would put it, how those words rung true.

It was 5:00 AM me and my brother was at our grandparents house. Suddenly we woke up to hard heavy rain pounding the window like rocks were being thrown at it. We got up and went into the living room and sat down. My grandparents just informed us that Hurricane Katrina had just made landfall. What we didn’t know is that we were all about to be changed forever. I still see myself sitting on that couch and listening to the wind whistle outside but not being able to see anything outside because it was so dark.

While on the bus there was an occasional comment on the previous day’s storms west from us, but otherwise it was unvoiced for the most part. Halfway through the day there was murmur the hallways about how there might be early release. Now that being said, as a teenager, I believe everyone carried a jump in their step after that. The teachers had a hard time settling the student’s vivacity and ultimately gave up teaching. Once were released, my uneasiness bubbled up once more. The bus ride home was filled with talk about either wishes for a tornado or the complete opposite. As we arrived to the place I called home, the trailer park, I had more then enough time to worry about how safe a mobile home was as we waited for dad to pick my sister and me up. On the way to the family business the sky was starting to turn, what once was a tranquil blue was slowly changing to a stormy

It was the second day of my senior year when I was woken up by rumbling thunder. My two younger sisters and I all got in my small convertible mustang and started to drive to school. I could not see through the window because my windshield wipers were not going fast enough to keep up with the rainfall. The country roads were flooded the second I started driving. Everyone was driving twenty to thirty miles an hour and driving in the middle of the roads because the sides were flooding. Once we barely arrived at school, we received a

It was a Monday morning in october, a work day. I usually would go to school but I had the day that monday for parent teacher conferences. I was in second grade. Even though I had off of school, my mom still had to go to work. She worked at a private school, which didn't have conferences that day. My alarm went off, and I crawled out of bed. I “Why do I still have to get up early? I don't even have school” I thought, as I dragged myself across the hall to the bathroom. I got myself ready for school, and my mother and I were out the door.

In the morning we put our clothes in our suitcases so we could leave the next morning. When we finished packing, we went down to the beach. I was really sore from skimming the entire trip, so I took a break. My mom and I noticed that it looked like it was going to rain. My dad and brothers did not want to get rained on, so they went to the hot tub in the hotel. My mom and I thought that it would be a light rain when it started, but it started pouring down rain. “Get under the umbrella!” my mom shouted. We got under the umbrella but the wind was pushing the rain under it. I did not mind getting wet but the rain was so heavy that it hurt. The umbrella was not waterproof, so water started dripping through it. We had a lot of towels with us, so I started to stuff towels up in the umbrella. That helped

I could see the rain pouring down onto the track. It was the fall of my fourth grade school year. I was at Goddard Middle School for my fourth grade cross country meet. My fourth grade cross country race shaped me to be the person I am today by showing me the feeling of winning and it taught me sportsmanship. The rain, a monster, had been going on all day. People waited patiently around the track to hear if the meet would be cancelled. The rain was starting to form puddles of mud all over the wimpy track. The rain seemed like it would never end.

now taking notice that it was darker than i thought i looked up to view the sky faded light in the distance casting a blue hue over head as it show through stormy blue clouds.. It looked fairly early before closing my bag i searched for my cheap cell phone i had bought with money earned from my shitty part time job at subway not like i really needed a phone its not like i actually have friends , once i reached the object in mind i scanned my eyes upon the screen seeing the time to be 5:07 am, as i put my phone away and stood up balancing my bag on my aching sholder i felt a chilling mist wet drops slowly began falling ... Great. Hell,I need a shower anyways besides there was something i found peaceful about rain most people would probably disagree