during the finales months of my senior year in high school, I began to start thinking about my life after high school. I had no idea of what I wanted to be in life. I knew I had liked arguing with people and standing up for what I believe. Then one day, I was watching one of my favorite movies “Legally Blonde”. A brief summary of the movie is that it is about a “dumb blonde’ girl who gets the opportunity of a lifetime to become a lawyer by attending Harvard Law School. In the beginning, she was lost
The years of my grade school education brings out the worst years of my learning experience. My schooling was full of teachers who doubted the students daily, administrators who thought they were better, and students who thought education ended with an high school diploma. In John Taylor Gatto’s “The Seven Lesson Schoolteacher” Gatto analyzes the school system that I have seen before my very eyes; a school system that without saying so, systemically sets children up to live under the law of the government
redo every year of High School. Three of the biggest problems that I faced were: not studying on time, not doing the homework on time, and always cheating off of my best friend 's paper. I would always be afraid to ask the teacher questions because I didn’t want to seem dumb, so instead I would cheat or go on Google and copy down the answers word for word. What I failed to realize was that I was capable of thinking my own thoughts and that everyone has their own unique way of thinking. As my 9th grade
in every adolescent 's life in which reality begins to strike them. From an adults perspective this early stage is viewed simply as immaturity. Starting high school was a big change in my life and was a step in the direction of young adulthood.As individuals around me attempted to navigate down that similar path I gained a crisp taste of my identity. All of a sudden what was once a long distance future evolved into the near future as high school years passed and a test of my character was close at
It was my junior year in high school, when my life began to change. While I sat in my English class, with my head laid on top of the hard wooden cold desk, I thought to myself, what am I going to do. How was I supposed to provide for this child, but my mind kept think back to how was I going to let my mother know, that her youngest high school daughter was about to become a teen parent. I was scared. I was scared for my future. As the days became months, my belly continued to grow more and more.
After high school I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do for a career. After years of wandering I decided to join the military. I completed basic training and technical school in Texas. I was miles away from the comfort of family and friend back home in Maryland. This was the first time that I was truly on my own. After training was complete I was moved to Spokane, Washington. where I completed my term in Spokane and it was time to reenlist or get out the military. I was ready to have my life back so
with my life is build and create. As a kid I was obsessed with building Legos but not with directions. Figuring out how to put it together without directions was a challenge but all that more satisfying. I also enjoyed tinkering with anything I could get my hands on, from toys to mechanisms. Throughout my life I have experienced many different events that have altered my thinking and aspirations for the future. Teaching myself and learning from others was the only way to get here today. My interest
finished my junior year of high school I’ve gotten by thus far with lazy study techniques that don’t require much effort and grab an A or B. But have I retained all the information I spent many an hour studying for? Vaguely. This is due to my poor study habits. I am a procrastinator; it’s possibly my most favorite and least favorite thing to do at the same time. I don’t try to procrastinate it’s possibly just an innate skill of mine. When I would rather binge watch Netflix or play video games on my PlayStation
“What do you want to do with your life after high school” is a frequent question that I am asked from family, faculty, and friends. Deciding what I want to do after high school was surprisingly quite easy for me, considering the fact that I have known what I wanted to do since freshman year. To find out more information about becoming an anesthesiologist, I conducted a research project on everything I will need to complete to get on the right track to seizing a job in this exciting medical field
During the last four years of my high school life I came across a number of different teachers, all of them together had different styles of teaching and some were more positive than others. Be that as it may, despite the different characters that wanted to mentor me and those who care not too there were three women who gave of them self and did their best to teach a young Black girl a few extra things. Distinguished from their co-workers it showed me just what a great teacher is.