Every day starts the same way. My alarm screeches at me to restart my cycle by getting up. The T.V from the first floor, always on channel 12, blasts the news about what is happening around us. Ignoring it as always, I sprint down the stairs into the kitchen to inhale the savory smell. My mother, who is always on top of things, is preparing my breakfast. Making sure that I can never have a peaceful breakfast, she ensures that I receive my daily speech. “Do not talk to strangers, Rachel. Do not reveal where my family is from, Rachel. Do not do anything where the police can be involved, Rachel.” Truly, after the hundreds and hundreds of times she has recited this speech, I suddenly lose the meaning of those statements, but I brush it off and continue my daily round.
To continue my endless sequence, there is school, with teachers teaching the same topics every year, with textbooks that seem like they were from the 1800’s. It’s never something new, nothing relevant. I always do what I am told, whether it is to answer a question or to explain why I chose that answer or to always do my homework. I find it easier just to accept whatever is given to you and not fight against it. Less conflict for myself and other people.
To conclude my school day, I typically take my bus home. Unfortunately, after a jammed locker incident one day, I missed it.
“Oh, so you’re still at school? Well, you can call a taxi. Just be careful” said my mother worriedly through the phone. “Hurry home.” I can never understand why she is always on her toes for the smallest things. It’s a simple taxi ride, what can go wrong?
As I was waiting by the steps of the school, a sleek black car rolled up right in front of the building. “I guess that’s the taxi,” I thought to myself. Quickly, I walked to the car, opened the passenger door, and sat inside.
“Hello, Rachel, right? You were the one that ordered the taxi?” The taxi driver did not seem to move when he asked, almost like a robot. I hesitantly confirmed with a subtle “yes” then he drove away from the school.
Daydreaming while looking through the window, I did not realize that the taxi driver was not taking the usual route to my house. I firmly grasped my phone and my things in case of any
I am an active member of my school and community. At school I feel that i've gained the respect of my peers being elected as Student Council representative for the past four years. I have also been elected the treasurer of the choir, and secretary of the band. I am part of the Ross Middle School bucket drumming group and have been casted as part of the school theatre’s annual play. After school on Wednesdays I assist Ms. Rullman in helping students with homework and enhancing study methods. I am currently participating in science olympiad and have in the past. I am also an anchor on the popular Good Morning Ross Middle School weekly news show. In addition, I have been a part of National Junior Honor Society which takes part in service projects
As a diverse student, in a very low income community I have always been known to standing up for others, as well as for myself. Having this natural drive i found myself taking a huge role in our high school Beta Club. As a natural leader, I was challenged with the opportunity to represent our high school’s Beta Club Chapter while running for North Carolina Beta Secretary. Although I felt experienced as a leader, I was really nervous to get up in front of all of North Carolina and give a speech at the Beta Club convention. Although I was nervous, I opened my mouth, and the words just began to come out. My fears went away, and I addressed everyone on topics of educational improvements and opportunities for all students to succeed. I used this
Ever since I was in grade nine, I always felt that my school was lacking school spirit. So in grade ten, I joined student parliament and became more involved. However, even though I was participating in all the events to have more school spirit, the majority of the school still was not. Though student parliament tried to fix this issue, we never knew what students that were not a part of the club wanted to see. So, in grade twelve when I was running for deputy prime minister, one of the ways I tried to promote myself was opening a booth at lunch asking students to write down what they wanted to see at our school change and what type of events students wanted. From opening this booth and talking to other students that were not part of the club,
What are they doing?” I think to myself again. Two of the ghastly people I noticed while we turned onto this street are walking toward Ben’s car. I lock my doors and continue to panic. I can hear guys yelling at Ben, threatening him. The longer we sit here and the louder the men at Ben’s window become, the more obvious it becomes they are not sober. This fact sends me into an even deeper level of stress. At this point it becomes abundantly apparent that my car is a rag top convertible. “One of these guys could easily come cut my roof open and get me,” I think to myself as my stress and fear completely take over my thoughts. I can barely breathe at this point. I still cannot figure out why Ben is still sitting here, and why he does not just drive away. They are telling him to get out of the car now. I knew had a bad feeling about this little
Thank you for your dedication to providing an excellent education system for all students in District 203. Your hard work has made the district have very high rankings and be one of the best districts in the state. As a student at Naperville Central High School, I understand that all school days are important and that they all count towards our grades. In spite of that, many Muslim students have no choice but to miss school due to an Islamic holiday called Eid. Therefore, there should be a day off on the only religious holiday that is celebrated by Muslims.
Good afternoon graduates, families, friends, and faculty. Today, the Hillsborough Middle School class of 2016 will be graduating from the place that we have called home for the past two years. Today, a new chapter in the lives of these students begins. However, before we leave, I would like to remind us of the memories and accomplishments that we have experienced over the course of our middle school education.
As a Catholic community we must seek to live the life that Christ has shown us, to serve rather than be served. Our daily lives must begin and end with the love for God. And with our strong faith community, we can achieve greatness in all that we do.
They rushed out of the apartment, only stopping so he could snag his keys off the kitchen table, and loaded themselves into the elevator. Jazzy muzak played as they rode down to the parking garage in silence, and Parker was acutely aware of just how surreal this evening had suddenly become. He took this moment to subtly pinch himself, just in case, and found it to be quite
Both authors Margaret Peterson Haddix from “My People” and “Speech to the Young” portray a message you should make most of the opportunity that comes along and don’t let anything bring you down.
The car ride was stressful for her. Her little brother had to pick up his friend. She complained, saying “why couldn’t he get a ride to our house before hand?”, but her mother shushed her. She was anxious, she didn’t want to miss one thing from her day, and she most definitely did not want to be late. After waiting for what seemed like forever, the small
Today was my first time being at the Boys and Girls Club, I spend 4 hours there entertaining a few kids. I’ll tell you something about the club I cannot believe how disorganized they are, one they didn’t know why I was there to volunteer, if felt like they really didn’t want me there either. Two, they gave me very little directions on what to do and where I can go. And finally I found it very odd that when I left no one was there to see that I left or write down anything. You would think with an organization like this they would be on top of all these things because they ask for people to come in and volunteer. No wonder they don’t have a lot of community help and support, they don’t do anything to get it. I felt like they have two sides. One
A Speech to Inform; A speech to inform is a way to teach a group of people more about a topic or an issue you have prepared for or know more about. The goal is to inform your audience more than when they started listing to your speech and for your audience to walk away with a better knowledge of your chosen topic.
Draft speech of Mrs. D. Purandeswari, MoS-HRD (HE) as Chief Guest on the occasion of the Annual Day of the Rainbow Concept School, Mahaboobnagar, A.P on 9th February, 2007 at 5.30 p.m.
My lips brush against the microphone attached to the podium. The mahogany wood is warm from the announcer. My legs start trembling, and a bead of sweat slowly trickles down my forehead; I look at the crowd before me, every seat is taken, and yet, no sign of my family. I scan the audience to be sure, only to see a room full of eager young students staring back at me. They are nervous, I can tell; I see my advisor shift uncomfortably in his seat, giving me a half-hearted nod of encouragement. He is nervous as well. Why? This is our first public business meeting for TSA, and I am the keynote speaker. I lean against the podium, waiting for our Vice-President to finish introductions. Suddenly, I feel a lump in my throat, my knees lock, and the words on my paper start to get blurry. Wait! I cannot freeze up now! My speech is essential.
“Lindsey I will only tell you the story one more time, it brings back emotion I do not want to feel, but it is like magic to you.”