My Middle School Experience

The first year of middle school was a year of transition into a new world. I would be going to a new school and enhance my life academically and on a social level. Looking back at that year isn’t so pleasant. My new self today, sucked in numerous amounts of life lessons that contradict the person I was in sixth grade. Sixth grade was all about fitting in for me. I just wanted to be part of a crowd and be known. I didn’t care about my academics at the moment. However, I was lucky enough to be educationally talented and not get to astray in the learning environment. Personally, sixth grade was too overloaded with drama and the drive to be high in the social rankings. If I traveled back to sixth grade, I’d sucker punch myself for getting

Middle School can be described in many words and many people have different opinions about it. There are also many memorable experiences at the Middle School too. The most memorable experience I had at the middle school was When I was in 5th grade and everyone had to show the 4th graders what the Middle School was like. Even though I had many exciting, Fun, bad, or just hilarious experiences this one is the most memorable.

Most people go through Middle School without any problems and I wish I could say the same about my experience. But I can’t. I was bullied a lot through Middle school. The students would comment about my weight and ask questions such as, “Why are you massive compared to your brother?” or, “Are you sure you don’t need a custom made desk to fit into?” Soon enough, I got use to the name calling and payed little attention to it. However, I can’t say the same about my self confidence. After core classes, we’d head to the locker room and get ready for Physical Education. I was always the last one to get dressed. Not because I was slow, but because I didn’t want the other kids to see me take off my shirt. I was scared of potential humiliation. So,

I believe that your grades do not define you, but the amount of effort you put in does. In middle school, I struggled a lot. I had so much going on in school life and in my personal life. I was depressed and completely overwhelmed. There were so many things that I did that I regret, but of course anyone could say I was just the average rebellious teenager, right? In seventh grade, I lied about having a boyfriend, I got grounded multiple times, and I began to hang with the wrong crowd. My grades started to slope downward, as did everything else that was going well for me. My mom lost her trust for me and so did the rest of my family, my best friend moved away, and my dad began to have liver problems from his long past of alcoholism. I just sort

In middle school, 5th to 8th grade, I endure multiple adjective to describe my experience in middle school. While in Middle School, I struggle with my appearance which has stayed as an adult. For I always look at myself and all the flaws in my features, as my family members and/or friends state my beauty features, I will brushed them off by stating the negative feature I visually observe. Until recently, I’ve overcome my inability of reading in public and/or to my peers. As my cousin passed away tragically, his mother (my Aunt) asked if I will read his poem to her and a group of 50 strangers. She knew my fear of public speaking, she also knew my dream of becoming a teacher and starting to a career as a substitute teacher. Therefore, she knew I needed to overcome the fear of speaking. I am extremely pleased with myself to speak clearly and to have the strength and encouragement of my family to overcome my greatest fear with a poem in dedication to my beloved cousin.

All during Elementary School I couldn 't wait 'till Middle School no more taddle tails. A different teacher every day, No more cranky teacher for the whole day. Yeah! The best part about it is that there will be air conditioning. I know that sounds really weird but at my old school there was no air conditioning so at the end of the school year the rooms would get super hot and none of the teachers would want to turn on the fans because they were loud and the students would get really distracted. I know that sounds crazy.

My educational experience had changed throughout my years in Middle School to High School and now to my senior year in High School. What I liked throughout Middle school and High school was learning new things with education and how to build my learning experience also how to read and write papers, while learning interesting things on our history and cultures around the world. I liked meeting new people throughout the school years and becoming best friends and learning new things about my friends or new people meet about the culture and lifestyle and through sports I had learned many thing to become a team player and a great athlete to build on through the years. I became interested in Carroll University because of their strong and successful

I was in middle school which was 5th to 8th grade, I had multiple adjective to describe my experience in middle school. While in Middle School, it was a struggle which has stayed as an adult. For I am always looking at myself seeing all the flaws in my features, in addition when family members and/or friends state my beauty features, I will brushed them off by stating the negative. Until recently, I was able to overcome my inability of reading in public and/or to my peers. As my cousin passed away tragically, his mother (my Aunt) asked me to read his poem to her and a group of about 50 strangers. She knew my fear of public speaking, but she also know my dream of becoming a teacher and me starting to be a substitute teacher. Therefore, she knew I had to overcome the fear of speaking. I was extremely happy with myself to speak clearly and to have the strength and encouragement of my family to overcome my greatest fear with a poem in dedication to my beloved cousin.

Middle schoolers are going through big changes in their lives, physically, emotionally, and mentally. They are going through puberty and making and losing friends. While they are going through this, they do not want to go to class and listen to their teacher ramble on about something they have no interest in. I have noticed that in middle schools today, students dread going to their classes. When I asked the students that were in my field experience class why they did not like going to their classes, the answers they gave was that the material being covered was not interesting and that there was not enough activities to have fun with. I will get to know my students before I plan any learning activities and assessment to make sure I can appeal

I would like to pretend that the bridge between elementary school and high school did not exist for me—that junior high just did not happen. I was a seemingly thoughtless kid, determined to make it out of school entirely and live in my own world where nobody could tell me what to do. I was awkward, irrational, and rebellious, three qualities I cannot thank my parents enough for dealing with. But the experiences and people I encountered in my junior high years almost made that whole chapter of my life worth reliving. I went through a lot in junior high, and have many memories of ridiculous instances that make it easy to make fun of myself.

Throughout my three year experience in middle school, I had always been treated like the black sheep of the class. I was that tall, awkward girl with braces, uncontrollable acne, strange fashion, airheaded moments, and unusual music taste. I attended Paauilo Intermediate School and anyone who has heard of that school knows how small the student body is. My entire grade was made up of thirty students, so making good friends was such a rarity. The group that I settled with consisted of four other girls, who I wasn’t exactly thrilled to had made the acquaintance of. We were all significantly different from one another, coming from different walks of life and had different hearts. However, the four of them had one thing in common-- they loved making me feel horrible. I remember being the pushover friend who let everybody else walk all over me because I did not have the heart to say “no”. I remember letting them and everyone else call me “stupid” and didn’t involve me in any of their conversations and because of that, they let me think that my opinions weren’t valid. They used to hide my belongings when I was looking the other way and had a good laugh whenever I got upset about it. But they still referred to me as their “best friend” and let me sit with them at the lunch table, so I was okay with it. After all, all I ever wanted was to be apart of something.

Almost every kid in middle school will probably say that their favorite class is P.E.; I know it was definitely one of mine. I did not realize what a huge effect one P.E. class would eventually have on my life. This class period became the first in a series of events that would lead to my first hospital experience four years later.

Things i learned at the end of middle school: it gets better. Everything will with time a little help. I was in a really tough spot around this time last year. I was mad at everything and every day was longer than the last. I fought with my family and i was hurting myself and my grades were suffering and all in all i was ready for everything to end, which is a lot to take on for 13. I have a theory. I think that in order for anyone to see that there are little things that make life so amazing, they have to hit their absolute lowest. There are about a thousand things that life comes with free of charge that are precious and amazing and we all need to be reminded of that sometimes, like being home alone and singing at the top of your lungs or taking the longest bath with bubbles and a bath bomb and having clean hair. We don't even realize how good

Something weird was going on. The other kids looked at me and quirked their eyebrows. It was the first day of middle school. I didn’t know any of the other kids. After class, one of them came up to me and asked “Are you Jewish?”

Ever since I was in middle school I always felt different, always the one that somehow stood out but at the same time, i didn’t. The first two years of middle school were kind of hard not because of school but what I faced after school and how I dealt with it. It was every single day that I came home only to face more arguing, it just seemed like everyday something was going to bother my mom or dad. If it wasn’t me or my brothers it was them, my parents always found something to argue about. It was really hard for me because I already had a lot of responsibilities and the weight of school pressing me against the wall, I just wasn’t looking forward to going back home like most of my friends.