Nafo Vs. Fort Mill: A Speech About High School

It was 7:00 in the morning when we arrived at the Johnston City High School. Once everyone arrived at the high school, we got on the bus and headed off to Benton. As we stepped foot on the bus, we all sat there quietly, nervous about the results of this game. This was the game that determined whether or not we went on to state. Coach Simon and Coach Shane gave us one of their what we like to call "before the game warm-up talks". We were all nervous of course, but we were all determined to win this game. We had been looking forwards to winning regionals and going to state the whole season and that day was the day that we gave us the opportunity to go to state. After the thirty minute bus ride, we finally got to Benton and once we got there,

In this letter, I hope to show you why I am interested in going to County Prep. County Prep has been my number one choice for high school. The County Prep mission statement says, “We are a dynamic, diverse and compassionate learning community…” From only this part of the statement, it shows me that this high school is not only an active learning community; it is also a distinct and caring community. This statement persuades me that every student that enters County Prep feels comfortable and that they are there because their future depends on this place. High school is the starting point to pick what you want to be when you grow up. I choose County Prep because it gives you a head start on college and I believe this is what my future depends

The next day was morp. I got in my dress and went all by myself. When I walked in, people were dancing and the music was up very loud. It went silent and a person on stage grabbed the microphone and announced “Is everyone having fun?” Everyone was shouting and hollering. “Well, it's time to announce who our morp queen is.” Kim started to walk on stage but she than said “Our morp queen is… Radio Rebel!” I sat there not moving. The announcer than said “Radio Rebel, are you out there?” Everyone looked around but Kim got up and said “Maybe the crown should go to the secondary winner.” I had a plan, I went behind a blurry window and grabbed the microphone. “I know you want to know who I am, I am the girl who sits in the back of the class. The person that gets bullied.” I walked out on stage and everyone gasped. The speaker than announced “Well, now that we know who the real radio rebel is, you will now be suspended for causing rudeness on your radio station.” I was about to cry but then a person I couldn’t recognize but seemed familiar stood up and yelled “I’m Radio Rebel!”. Then another person got up and said “No, i’m Radio Rebel”. Then more and more people got up announcing they were Radio Rebel. Then the announcer got off stage. Everyone cheered and I said through the microphone. “Well, all you Radio Rebels this crown belongs to you, but there is one individual who I didn’t quite hear if she was Radio Rebel.” I looked towards Kim who was staring downwards, I walked towards her and she looked up. She than said “I’m Radio Rebel, i’m so Radio Rebel” and I handed her the

It was a typical normal day during sophomore year as I and Kevin were normally having a conversation in the hallways of Neuqua Valley High School during a five minute passing period after class. After walking from the d-wing to the b-wing we just happened to look down at the ground and for a moment we were shocked of what we had found and couldn’t believe our eyes there were three one hundred dollar bills just lying there for the taking so I picked it up and looked at it and we took it for our taking because who wouldn’t like to find three hundred dollars I looked at kevin and said “ We need to get to class, but let’s meet up after school and split the money”. I held on to the money for the time being or at least after class. We met after class

When I first arrived at Hargrave Military Academy I was scared, but I was determined to put my life on track. My first days at Hargrave were rough because of the difficult transition from living a very comfortable diplomatic lifestyle in Moscow, Russia, to a very structured academic and disciplined environment. My first thoughts were to quit Hargrave and go to a less difficult school my junior and senior year. However, after determining what I wanted in my future, I chose to stay at Hargrave and do my very best to surpass its challenges. Hargrave taught me how to persist and succeed and to work through my hardships to achieve my goals. Hargrave taught me to push through hardship and give everything you have to achieve my dream.

“Fight, fight, fight,” was the chant that so often filled the halls of West Monroe High School. The teachers heard it every time but always hid in the teacher's lounge for fear of being attacked. This was the legacy of WMH, fights, student riots, and terrified teachers.

Meena Isabella Shirazi, I have truly discovered what a best friend is through the many adventures we have had. Through every up through every down, you know I’ll always be around. There has never been a moment since we have become friends that you haven’t made me practically die of laughter from a joke you have made. I’ve never had someone that knows me like you do. You are the person I tell everything to and we practically do everything together. That is why you should audition for Dulles High School’s production of High School Musical.

Kyndall Fritz~ I am a member of the girls’ varsity tennis team. I am a year round competitive swimmer and I plan on swimming for Wheatmore this winter. In my spare time I like to hang out with my friends and go to the beach. I am an active member in my church youth group. My friends would describe me as a funny, friendly, and kind hearted person.

When I lived in North Carolina in 2012, I lived in a small school within a tight nit community. From day one I felt as though I didn’t belong, and the ones who made me feel most out of place were my teachers. My teachers told me to leave and go back to Maryland because if i stay I would fail. I couldn’t believe teachers would say that I was so shocked. My teachers rarely attempted to help me with my work as if I was unteachable because I didn’t learn as fast as everyone else.

I would like to tell you something new happening yesterday. There was a little talk between two of my friends who are living next dorm. It was almost half past eleven while other students had been sleeping. However, this two dudes, Holden, and Stradlater seemed like having a certain fight which was loud enough that I could nearly hear every single word and detail.

A stranger in the village is someone that is new to a place or isn’t familiar with something. Approximately two years ago I moved, which meant I had to move schools too. I was 15 years when I moved to McEachern High School but it made me be a more independent person.

I am very concerned where I am attending school, which is at Fossil Ridge High School. Truthfully, Since I have attended Fossil In August 2016 my grades have been slipping, on the other hand when i was at Rocky i was doing a lot better at school than I am now. I’ve tried to have a good relationship with all my teachers and come in for help when I need it, but I feel like I am always left out and not cared for as much as the other students that attend Fossil, At Rocky I felt very comfortable with all of my teachers and had a great relationship with them and felt that they care about me as a student and wanted be to be successful, something I never felt with any of my teachers at Fossil. I have a lot of great friends at Rocky that i grew up

As I run through the dry dirt of savanna high school, dust clouds blow into the air. I pass Ryan and he smiles at me, of course he puts his music to the max, which he does every time we run. I begin to slow down because my side hurts, and my mouth begins to dry up like a desert with no water. After five minutes of running I reach the end, I walk up to my tuba, which is next to my stuff, I grab my water jug and drink its cold, nice water and when i'm done I put it back. I sit down on the cool, cracked concrete and wait for my friends, alone I wait, alone and quiet.I am ok at tuba, but whenever I think of the upper class men I fell like i'm not good enough, everyone in my section is a senior and only one juniors, so I feel like I have to

I have always been in love with the game of softball. I love all the competition and the thought of working at it brings joy to my heart. I could always go to the field to get my mind off things and just focus. But in May of 2015 my life changed and I had a whole new mind set on everything.

Throughout the seventeen years that I’ve been alive I have witnessed all the sacrifices my parents have gone through ensuring I have a better future than they did. I come from immigrant parents that weren’t fortunate enough to continue studying. I myself was brought into the country when I was two years old so I could build a different path than the one my parents had to take due to financial reasons. Short after, my sister was born my mom got remarkably ill with Diabetes. I would watch in terror as my mother would lay in bed barely able to move. I held her hand, wiped her forehead, with a cool wet towel, and longed she would get all better. Being the oldest in the