My Greatest Moment In School

It was near the end of my 8th grade school year, about 2 month away from graduation, when something I never expected to happen actually happened. This event really changed my life forever and shaped me into who I am as a person today. I had just arrived at my house after school when my parents received a call that my grandma was ill and that we should come down to check on her. As we rushed down to my grandparents house, my family was deeply concerned about what may have happened because my grandma had never really had many health issues before this. As we arrived at their house and walked through the door, we were greeted with the sight of my grandma sitting in a chair with a blanket around her while she was sleeping. My family’s first reaction

The most outstanding moment of my life so far is when i got my first car.It was a cool March morning in Pensacola Florida.I had my drivers test at eight thirty in the morning at the DMV on W street.As i got to the DMV ,we checked in for my appointment we had made.Soon the instructor came out and told me it was my turn.As nervous but as ready as i could be,i followed him out to my car.After he checked to make sure all safety requirement were checked,i began my test.All i could remember was what my parents had told me.¨If you pass your drivers test you will get a car.¨.When i finished my test,i had only missed 9 points.So i went back into the DMV and took my picture for my license.On my way back home my mom said ¨we have something for you.¨.As

One of the most memorable moments of my life was liking a guy named Bronson. It went from being a little storm to a hurricane.

School, a routine that I have to complete, every day, five days a week. Each one of those days I carry my bag, my purple and pink diamond patterned backpack to store everything from the most insignificant items like tissues and gum to the important ones like pencils and books. All these things I carry, help get me through high school and to reach one of my next goals of going to college. My folders, stuffed to the brim, shredded, ripped, that have papers falling out of all sides, hold all my important notes and assignments that need to be saved to study for finals. My extra daily contacts, located in the mid sized pocket of my bag, with prescription -3.50 and -4.25, that are ready to replace any that fall out, so I can read the board and store

This impactful moment happened when I was in fourth grade. I had a problem that affected specifically reading class, but also nearly every part of my life. The problem was never about my ability to read. I was always a pretty good reader and could read books that were above my grade level. The problem was about finding books that I wanted to read. I was getting extremely bored with reading because I was reading books that I didn't care about and that didn't excite me. So, I took this problem to my fourth grade teacher. I thought that if anyone

One of the greatest ah-ha moments of this class was when I put into words the correlation between a dancer mentored by their coach and a student working beside an effective teacher. Teaching is a work of art; a dance that is carefully choreographed between teacher and student. Both dancers are aware of the dance they want to perform, yet in order to truly experience the depth and magnitude of the dance, they must break down the steps into perfectly timed moves. The dancers strive to execute their moves with precision in order to achieve their highest personal best. Those involved understand that practice and rehearsal are the tools to mastering the complex parts; making them stronger and prepared for more complicated dances in the

If someone were to ask me right now, what my greatest experience would be I would, without any hesitation, say History Day. In the eighth grade, my friends and I decided to join National History Day, a program where students gather and research topics pertaining to a certain historic theme. I joined mostly because I wanted to learn something new and have fun with it, though I had no idea what to expect. As we brainstormed topics, we decided to do a performance on the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire, which we were all equally passionate about. As we dove headfirst into the research, I remember being overcome with emotion as I realized how similar we were to the girls who had perished in the fire. Many of them were our age and I immediately

My best day was graduating from Goldsboro High School in 2014. Hundreds of proud classmates, including myself, stood waiting patiently in our blue and gold graduation gowns. Preparing for that moment to walking across the stage where I would receive my diploma. While getting settled in, I started to reminisce on all the goals, I accomplished in addition to graduating with close friends that I'd gained relationships for more than four years.

It was that moment that I never knew was going to happen. My parents told me,"In less than a month you will be moving schools". All of a sudden the whole world stopped. Although I didn't know much about what this meant since I was only in first grade I knew that I won't be walking into the same building. The place where I was greeted everyday by my teachers and friends, where I learned my abc's and my 1,2,3's. It was that day that I had to accept these new changes.

When I was seven I was running and someone pushed me and I fell and hit my head on a window seal and cut my head open.I was immediately rushed to the hospital and when we got there we sat in the waiting room and I was dripping blood all over the floor so when the nurses noticed they ran and got the tool to get my head fixed and i had to get eight staples in my skull.They did it in the waiting room because they said if I lost anymore blood I could have passed out.

The day I was told I must distance myself from my friends if I wanted to succeed at the age of 13. It was my freshman year and I was hot and sweaty from a long 2 hours of uncomfortable softball conditioning with the upperclassmen, who seemed at the time to be very intimidating. I was walking with the varsity softball coach (I was so new and naive I didn't even know his name) towards the end of the field where my mom was waiting to pick me up. The fact that he was talking to me made me so nervous, it hadn't even been a mere daydream to be spoken to by the varsity coach. He told me that in order to succeed I needed to go a separate way from where my closest friends were headed. He proceeded to tell me that he saw a greater potential in me than

Seventh grade was probably one of the biggest turning points for me. I told myself that I was going to educate myself more on feminism and LGBTQ+ rights. Being home schooled, I had plenty of time to look up everything I needed to know about these two very important topics. A couple of weeks into the school year, I was asked to go to a football with some friends. While walking around, I heard someone that I knew say “dude, that’s so gay!” Before I realized what I was doing, I told him not to use that word as an insult. I felt so anxious, but at the same time I felt so happy about choosing to point it out. I now never feel nervous about pointing out a homophobic/sexist/racist comment.

The significant event that occurred to me was my ninth birthday. The event was very special to me because I am Muslim; and when a Muslim girl turns nine she wears the hijab. My mother threw a big party for me; she made the party at the Mosque. My mother took me to the hairstylist before going to my party. I was so happy getting my hair done because all my Muslim friends were going to be at the party; and see how nice I look. Also, my mother dressed me up like a princess; and in that time, I felt like a princess. When I was in the mosque all the attention was on me. I was sitting in the front where all the people in the mosque can see me. I was so shy because I was not use to all of the attention. A lady came standing beside and was talking

“The most beautiful moment in life may not come as soon as you think and once you have it, it doesn’t always last forever or end the day you have it. It lasts for however long you wish for this moment to last within your own life,” read the colorless poster on the wall above my bed. I honestly thought this was complete and utter idiocy, considering the fact that this quote were to be based on their absolute perception of this world. The creator of this quote were to have been refusing to fully comprehend that not everyone is treated with the same respect as others and may live a devastating life to the extent that they cannot create a beautiful moment in life now, nor in the future.

My greatest accomplishment thus far, has been getting high grades in college. Accomplishing this required: patience, dedication, tenacity, stamina, and confidence. It took patience because there were long hours that were dedicated to homework and studying. It took dedication because I had to continually tell myself that it would be worth it, even when it was difficult. It took tenacity because I knew that I couldn't accept anything less than my best. It took stamina because there were a lot of late nights and just a lot of time in general to complete everything that was required of me. Lastly, it took confidence because if I didn't believe that I could, it would have made it a million times harder.