My Trip At High School

Fast forward two and a half years to the third and most recent visit of mine to New York City. On this February visit the city was experiencing one of the many snowstorms that occur on the East coast. When arriving at the memorial for the

1. Provide a short description of your high school experience. How have you grown/evolved from 9th grade to this point? List some of the highlights of your high school career.

As I stepped out of the airport, followed by my family, I was unprepared for the snowfall and icy pavement that is so commonplace in January in Michigan. If I had thought enough about it, I would have worn winter boots on the plane and maybe brought my puffy white coat to block the wind. Instead, I stood shivering in brand new, pink ballet-flat shoes, while snowflakes filled my eyelashes.

I'll never forget the day I climbed the Santa Fe College Ropes course. I was invinsible.

I was in a hallway at the end of the day when suddenly I just full out tripped and when I tripped it was like the dumbest trip in the world like my shoelaces were tied and all but my foot just decided just to trip over my own foot. The bad thing was I was in the middle of a hall that was in a middle school a middle school and since you know everyone’s at their locker and the halls were full everyone just looked at me.At that point my White pants became black pants cause the floor wasn’t carpet it was marble and since it was the day when everyone went outside and since everything was muddy and the floors were extra dirty with mud so my pants became black pants. When that happened I thought I was a goner when I get home, but when I was in the middle of thinking that Charles said “Boi you good (means are you

This day was cold but it was a fresh snowfall and we couldn't help but to go outside and enjoy it. We ended up with a camera in our hands to capture memories of our last days before winter break was over. My cheeks had a cold sensation and I knew they were bright red. Trying pull my coat down to my fingers became harder every minute but I didn’t even care about being cold because I was having the time of my life. As we stepped through the snow that had piled high the previous night, the tips of our fingers started to feel cold and dry and the snow found its way into our boots. None of that mattered though because we were only focused on how beautiful it was outside; how the snow fell almost perfectly onto the trees around us, how it was so

Last week we had quite a lot of snow and Madison, the great lover of snow, couldn't wait to go out and play in it. Living my earlier years in the Caribbean, I'm still a spring/summer person at heart, but I tolerate the snow for my kids. Having lived in NYC for most of my life, you would however think that I'd love winter and the snow. That, unfortunately couldn't be further from the truth. I detest it! While fresh snow looks lovely for those who live in states and countries where there is none, the next day or two becomes a nightmare. Slush is by far the dirtiest thing, next to mud, you'll see in the winter, but kids love it all. So, with Madison out in the snow making her snow angels on the lawn, I grabbed my camera and started taking a few photos of her. I'm all about creating memories to last a lifetime and having photos of your kids during the stages of their life, photos that you can look back upon when they're older. It's also a good idea to also get in-front of the camera with your children as well. I have quite a few photos of my mom with my children but very few with us together since I was always the one taking the photos. It's also the same with my own children. Besides the professional sessions we took together, very rarely, there aren't a lot of photos with me in the picture. I know a lot of other parents can relate.

The whistle sounded behind me as I retraced my steps from the train station to Whitman College, lost in memories of a magical weekend. For two days, my younger sister, Angelina, had stayed with me on campus. That weekend, there was no such thing as homework—the only item on my agenda was to have fun with my best friend.

About a year ago, in an effort to make that summer the best one of our lives, my sister and I decided to embark on a road trip from Miami to Tallahassee. Not only was it an opportunity to visit my cousin who lives there, but also it was going to be a fun trip for my sister and I—a chance for us to bond. I had just left my final semester at Penn State a few weeks prior and regretting my decision not to take a year off before attending college, I decided to take this time to make up for it.

The first trip I went on was a community outreach trip to the children’s daycare, on campus at San Diego State University. This being my first trip, I was not sure what to expect. Initially, I did not think the children would be interested in oral hygiene, however, since we promoted healthy oral hygiene through games, the children were fascinated in what we had to say and show them. It was shocking how few of these children knew how to properly floss and teaching them how to was definitely a challenge. Most of the kids were unable to grip the floss with both of their tiny hands but it was admirable how much determination they had despite their struggles, and it showed how much they really wanted to learn how to floss. Even though most of the children were actively participating, there were some who were very shy and too timid to participate, which made me realize that when I am dentist I will often be working with children who are very shy and I have to make sure that they are comfortable around me. Ultimately, this trip showed me that I am going to be working with hundreds of patients, none of which are the same and it will be my job to do whatever I can to make them comfortable in my office and care.

On a snowy and windy night, I was at Barnes & Noble in Green Bay with my friends, Alan and Karina. Christmas music played overhead, the smell of hot chocolate and freshly brewed coffee wafted over, the customers were kind and cheerful, and snow was beginning to blanket the parking lot outside. We were sitting near the cafe wrapping books to support their mom’s school fundraiser. I stared outside and remembered my mom’s warning of the large snowfall that was almost upon us. Around 7:15, the snowflakes were becoming larger and we could barely see outside the window.

My time spent at Yew Chung International School (YCIS), the school I attended in Shanghai, influenced and shaped me to recognize my key factors in deciding what high school I wanted to go to which included, the type of music programs, along with the sport teams I would like to take and participate in; thus resulting in my choice to come to Beacon. In 2013, my mother had to move to Shanghai due to job requirements. I decided to go with my mother and spend the next 18 months in another country.

Ordinarily, my family usually stays in a secluded cabin deep in the woods, where we can absorb all of nature, enjoy each other’s company and make a ton of memories. Some days during our trip I just appreciate sitting outdoors and capturing all the beauty and sounds, from wildlife to an assortment of birds. Just before going outside I put on many layers to stay snuggly warm. However, when I decide to brave the brutal winter air and step out onto the covered veranda, the brisk winter air shocks me to my core. Nevertheless, I struggle through the brittle cold, and squint as the sheet of white, almost blinds me, the fresh white powder covering everything in sight. Consequently snow is coating all the mountains in the distance, as well as all the leaves on the trees like icing on a cake. When I look up I can detect a flawless layer atop the cabin roof and glass like icicles dangling from every edge. When the sun peeks out behind the fluffy clouds there is a sparkle that reflects off the pure white snow, it is completely beautiful.

It was a typical Thursday just like any other, or so I though. This happened senior year of high school. I never knew that one day could change my life so much. I went from being excited about all my senior activities, to worrying about my health and if I was going to be okay or not.

Have you ever stepped up and did something you didn't think you could do? It may seem scary at first but once you do it for the first time it's not all that bad. Well it was an early summer day. It was my cousin Pepe and I, going to football practice. It was there were my cousin and his friends would make fun of me. I hated every part of it because I felt annoyed and I felt unwanted.