My Senior Year Of High School

Sophomore year was absolutely nothing what I expected it to be; It was the complete opposite of freshman year. Freshman year I was shy and quiet. Also, in Freshman year, I was on a competition dance team and that was all I knew because I spent every day at the dance studio, and because of that, I was not very involved at school and I had no time for anything. However, I decided to quit my dance studio so I could have more of a life in High School. With my newly discovered free time, I decided to join the Speech team, the musical, and the play at Marian. I also decided to get a waitressing job at Le Peep. Thanks to these new activities, I became more confident than ever. I also found a new love of mine, theatre. Not only did I find the a new

My eighth grade year of Middle school. I had many challenges, with making friends and subjects. But one challenge was mathematics.I knew my eighth grade year was most important when it came transferring into my high school years, yet I didn’t do anything to raise my grade in mathematics at that time. It wasn’t until two I had a very low grade in mathematics on my report card at that I realized I needed to do something about my low grade. So after that report in math, I really was determined to really bring that F up to at least a B or A. So I remember I started to go to after school tutoring to get help with my math subject. They placed me with a teacher named Ms.Alice. And she really helped me with my subject.

During the past three years of my high school years, I have been taking various rigorous classes, which all share a similar purpose which is to strengthen my skills and be ready for entering college, taking college courses and excelling in them. Moreover, during the past three years, I have been challenging myself by taking rigorous classes, having an A in all classes, and maintaining being ranked one of the top students in my school. In addition, to excelling in all my classes, at the same time I am able to work occasionally on my own throughout the school year, as well continue my hobbies, such as photography and riding my ATV, which serve as a time away from academic work and a stress reliever, enjoying life, and finding my passion. Through my high school years, I have learned various skills, which have helped me grow as an individual and prosper both outside and in academic work. Thus, I feel well prepared for what I plan to do next year, which is continuing to take AP classes and excel in them, as well being involved in various clubs, and helping the community. Moreover, I have been constantly pushing myself to my fullest potential and exceeding all expectation and standards, thus I feel prepared for what I am going to face next year. In addition, I arranged my schedule for next year strategically in the way that I will still manage to excel in my rigorous classes and have a large amount of time to be involved in various extracurricular activities, and help the

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.

My memories are blurry. They are fragments of disjointed moments, without a linear narrative. I remember reading. It was in Mrs. Davidson first grade class. My reading proficiency skills were very poor, the English language still thick and unnatural on my tongue. While some of the other students took a Gifted class, I had to take a remedial course—English Learners (EL)— just so that I could hold onto the edge. I remember reading. I had a hard copy of The Very Hungry Caterpillar in my little hands, reciting only the first page of the book from memory. The classroom was dark; the stream of sunlight filtering through the windows served as our only illumination. The rest of the words on the book looked like a mess of jumbled letters. I couldn’t make out anything other than the words “the” and “and.” I remember enthusiastically pointing out my “fluency” to my teacher, seemingly applauding my menial abilities: “The catpater at droo!” (The caterpillar ate through). In the first-grade, my free time was spread sporadically between watching The Little Mermaid, catching ugly black crickets and pretending that I was Sailor Moon, guardian of the galaxy. In the first grade, I was not at all concerned with words, literacy and books. In the first grade, I did not know the power that words hold. I did not know that books would change my life.

My senior year has gone by so unbelievably quickly. It had been only four years ago when I first stood in front of the school a mere freshman. Throughout the years I gained a new experience that either made me a more global citizen or better prepared as an academic student. This year has been no exception and I feel ready enough for what’s ahead.

So far, my senior year has been pretty good. I’ve been maintaining my grades and turning things in on time. The start of my senior, to me, has been wonderful. The class I like the most is my first hour co-op class. The class is Culinary Arts. Anything involving food can keep me excited. I know it sounds bad saying that, but you can’t live without it.

Towards the end of my senior year of high school, I was preparing for the next chapter of my life. I would be attending UC Davis in the summer for a four weeklong orientation program, specifically for first generation college students. This was the first time I would be leaving home by myself to a different country and it was the first time in over eight years that I would be exposed to the American culture. I did not have any roots in any American city nor did I have a so-called “home state.” However, if there was one thing for sure, it was that Germany was my home and it has been for the majority of my life. In this paper, I will be discussing how the following topics in sociology: culture, socialization, and identity are related to my move from Germany to California as well as how I felt during the entire situation.

Senior Year… A beautiful ending to some of the longest, hardest, and most difficult years I will ever have to face. Well at least until my senior year of college. It feels like forever since I first step foot in the high school in my hometown. I started this long journey at Columbia City High School as a freshman and sophomore. Then, for my junior year, I chose to study dance. Having a year off of my education was pretty stressful, but it was the best option for me at the time, and I definitely do not regret it. For my senior year, I found Marion High School. MHS has a partnership with Community School for the Arts, giving me many opportunities through my academics and arts.

It is finally senior year, the year we have all been waiting for. The leaders throughout the school that everyone looks up to. What more could you want? After being in high school for the past three years there has been many similarities, until now. A whole new year filled with different privileges to look forward to. Let us take a trip through high school.

Sophomore and junior year basically felt like two years in one. Just like freshman year, I was the new kid on the block. My dad got sole custody of my brother and I and drove through several states just to get us. I was mad at first and I hated Tishomingo, and all I thought about was being able to move back in with my mom after sophomore year was up. But by the time second semester came around, I was able to make friends who I thought understood me, and I no longer wanted to move. Eventually the year was over and it was Junior year in the blink-of-an-eye. Junior year was my best high school year which included me joining band for the first time, dating the love of my life, and finding out who my true friends were.

This year has definitely been a roller coaster. From the first day there have been some good days, some bad, some easier than others and days I didn’t think I could finish the year. Not everything was has I hoped it would be, I lost a lot of important people in my life; not so much physically but more so emotionally. Friends departed different ways and family became a more difficult to be around. Aside from all of that, I can reflect on senior year and say that my life has changed for the better, simply because I have matured into a more, loving, caring and manageable young lady.

2 years ago I played football for the MOT Cowboys, I had just turned thirteen. Football season had just started and there were many teenagers my size and smaller than me trying out for the team,the tryouts was about a week long, a week later the teams had decided who they wanted and I was picked along with a ton of other talented kids at football. August 4th, the first day of conditioning, I’m thinking that conditioning would be a piece of cake but surely I was mistaken. The first day I had ran like I have never ran before, after the first practice I was thinking and said “ What did I get myself into”. The first week I was skeptical about even wanting to play football, my brother played football to and he jokingly said to me, “ You look like

As a freshman, it felt as if senior year was something I wouldn’t get to reach, now as a senior I have realized everything I thought how my last year in Charter would be, was not true. So far senior year has been a breeze. Out of all the years, this year has been the best, as far as I can tell. Having a group of friends that stick by each other has helped getting through these 4 years and will have these next few months fly by, before we will have to separate onto our own paths.

Freshman year to senior year, to me, are two completely different things, though in many ways they are also very alike. They are both endings as well as beginnings of new eras in your life! Freshman year is an ending to your elementary while still being the start of your high school. Your senior year is an ending to high school, while on the other hand, a start to your college career. Both are very important times in life.