My First Year At Dunbar Middle Magnet School

When junior year ended last summer, I felt like I knew exactly what was coming my way-- after all, I watched three different groups of my friends go through senior years of their own. It was finally my turn to experience senior year, something it seemed I had known about for years, and I felt like senior year would be easygoing and uneventful. Now, it has taken just a few short months to realize how incorrect I was. If senior year has taught me anything, it is that one never really knows what comes next for them, even if they have a good idea. The monumental highs, as well as the deepest of lows, have kept me on my toes throughout my senior year.

I was indecisive of my future career path. My mom would tell me the classic “You should be a lawyer” or “You should be a doctor.” I would go along with her idea for a couple weeks until I jumped off the bandwagon. I wasn’t passionate about either of those fields; I was interested in both math and science and as a young girl. As I got older, I became invested in technology due to my love of gaming, but I didn’t know that people devote their lives to technology until I interned.

Senior year, a time when all students begin to reflect on their lives as well as the their yearns with their hopes and dreams. Jose vargas a senior at Theodore Roosevelt High School has traversed the rocky road that is high school. He has an interest in science and wants to find a career in the medical field as a doctor or as a forensic investigator working to solve crime. Jose vargas has an interest in cooking and enjoys working out as the feeling of increasing his strength is something that he enjoys to do. The student would like too go to college to and be the first to do so in his family. He also shows an interest in working with companies and working with sales in trying to improve companies and helping them get sales. I am vurrently

Every school year fifth graders face a big change from the lives they are used to. Middle School. It is our job as upperclassmen to assist these new sixth graders. These students need our advice, and help, to make sure they live out their middle school years correctly. The finest piece of advice I can give any student starting middle school is to plan out all your middle school years.

Through life I have had no Idea what I was going to do as a career. At one point, I wanted to be a Doctor; at another point a Marine Biologist; and a teacher, a nurse and the list goes on. I have a love for learning and the more I learn the happier I have felt. Over the course of many years I have learned a great deal in various areas, still not sure of where I wanted to settle on as a career. Till now with my current employment with the local library.

Throughout my first year at Bowling Green State University and being in the Education program, I have heard the term “unions” a lot. Within the course that I’m currently in, Intro to Education 2010, we covered information about teacher unions, but not to the extent that I would like. My question is what are the benefits of teacher unions and after I get my degree in middle childhood education should I join one?

I'll never forget the day I climbed the Santa Fe College Ropes course. I was invinsible.

Im sitting here looking outside my window, at the trees while thinking "What am I going to say for this essay?" As it is my fourth time writing a high school essay, I'm nervous as you may know from the way the opening of this essay sounds. I currently attend William L Dickinson high school, which was never my plan. Last year I was an eighth grader at Academy I thinking that my school name would help me get into a good high school but I was wrong. I've always wanted to go to County Prep High School, but unfortunately last year in April, everything changed. Thats when I got my big rejection letter. I have really bad anxiety so waiting for the letter was a pain. Then finally "We regret to inform you" the five dreaded words that every applicant

My senior year of high school was really lonely. I had gotten into a drama filled fight with my closest friends at the end of junior year, so my senior year I was voted off the friendship island and outcasted. Sure, I probably could have attempted to fix things, but I was stubborn and insisted on isolation rather than forgiveness. It was a really hard year for me emotionally between losing some great friends and the idea of college in the back of my mind. Who was I going to be? Where was I going to go? Would I ever make anymore friends? It seemed many of my classmates were busy making memories with their friends as our high school days were dwindling down, memories they would remember forever and there I sat hidden in the background, admiring from afar. It broke my heart, and to be honest with you... it just really sucked. I tried my best to make the most of it. I spent a lot of time that year with my nose in a book. It was my own unique way of making memories that year with no one else except myself and some truly memorable characters.

The project that I feel taught me the most was the first assignment we had done where we had created different shades, with different levels of pressure. This taught me that in art different levels of pressure, tones can make a big difference and that this difference is what can make something look realistic or not. This also taught me how to shade. Slow circular movements can be difference between a consistent, good looking shading job and a spotty, unpleasant looking

At the beginning of my First Year here at St. Mary’s College of Maryland, I decided to focus my studies in the field of computer science. This is a field where I had little to no knowledge of, but I really just liked computers. I decided that during the summer before my first year here, I would challenge myself and try to teach myself how to write and read programs. I learned the very basics during the summer and advanced in my classes at school, learning more and more while enjoying it, until my second semester here, when I realized computer science wasn’t for me. I had this realization in a strange dream sequence; I was sitting at a desk in some random, plain, dull building some 40 levels up typing away at my computer. I remember looking outside the window across the room; I was looking out over a huge city scape, with a dense fog in the sky. I felt trapped and helpless in that dream and at that moment I knew I wanted something more. I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life in some building typing away at my computer; I didn’t want to take a desk job for that matter. A few weeks after my dream, I began a conversation with my advisor and asked him what my options were. He replied explaining to me how I still had plenty of time to figure things out. I then asked him about a rumor I had heard regarding a new major that was in the process of being made: Environmental Studies. He told me the program was awaiting approval, but if everything goes as planned, there

At the very beginning of my freshman year at Harris County High School, I looked at my schedule and I realized I was in Journalism. I was absolutely ecstatic; Jesus himself couldn’t make me any happier. The fact that I actually made it in made me all tingly and excited! At first I thought that Yearbook would be like every high school movie ever; all of the smart, unrecognized, but the necessary people got passes onto the football field to snap a few PERFECT pictures. Honestly, I thought every picture I took would be perfect. I never knew how to edit a picture beyond a snapchat filter, and I didn’t think I’d have to learn either. I thought every teacher would let you interview whomever you wanted, whenever you wanted. I never realized how hard choosing people to interview would be either. My biggest mistake was believing it was an easy free period.

I completed my practicum at West Middle School in Taylor with Mrs. Kline, a Social Studies teacher. I had a wonderful time and gained some experience that will help me develop into an efficient teacher. Mrs. Kline is a great instructional teacher full of knowledge and wisdom but it’s the way she managed her class that really grabbed my attention. For this reflection, I want to focus on how she managed her class and why she was so successful.

I still have no idea of what I am doing with my life but I am happy with the direction it is heading in. Although many people know from a young age what they wish to become when they are older, I am still unsure. My indecisiveness has driven all of my educational choices, from being in year 8 choosing my GCSE options to choosing my course at university.

Walking into the first day of Old Bridge High School I was extremely anxious and nervous. I felt like it was my first day of high school and I was unaware of the rules and regulation of my new school environment. Would my class interact with me? Will my host teacher accept me as an education student under her wing? Is this the grade level I want to commit myself too?