Narrative Essay On Guajome Park Academy

There were so many different nationalities that made of the school is was like a miniature melting pot, and this allowed me to see things about not only my culture but others as well that I have never seen before. For instance too often, "racism" is seen as a social phenomenon that happens to black people, but it happens through black people as well. That is, the negative affiliations hurled upon black people and black culture that paint how we perceive EACH other. Blacks & whites receive the same anecdotes & images that perpetuate common stereotypes of black criminality & flippancy while systematically synonymizing white culture with American values. Its to be expected for there to be an observable impact on black intragroup perceptions. Nevertheless,

Right when I became into knowing the school better, I had to transfer to another middle school. I was happy and sad but mostly sad. Happy because I was going to meet new people but sad because I had wanted to graduate with my friends. And the mixed emotions started all over again. I could tell you from my personal experience that making an identity from scratch takes a lot of time and courage. But tell you the truth I liked the new middle school rather than the earlier one. I made lots of friends and even joined the student council. I had also joined the basketball team. Helping the school and the community is my type of thing.

In 2014 of October I moved to Georgia from Florida. I was leaving a place I had been living in my entire life. It was a tough situation as I knew moving to a different state and school could be difficult. I was very nervous as it was a new environment with different people and new types of school work. I was worried about not making friends or getting bad grades. That morning of school my heart raced. When I arrived at school I met new people and my teachers, I also figured out which teachers were bad and what teachers would be good. I left school that day very happy knowing I would have a great year. Later that week I started to become more familiar with the grading systems, behavior system and connections. at my old school they were called

It was all downhill from elementary school. No, my grades didn’t drop and I didn’t become a street rat, but socially, junior high single handedly ruined my social life. But from before I even stepped foot on the premises, I was destined to an awkward, mute, and sidelined three years: seventh grade, eighth grade, and freshman year. My elementary school, Central Road, was made up of two groups of kids, those who would go to Carl Sandburg, and those who would go to Plum Grove; and my tight knit group of friends would be cut in half when it came time for the split. Although there was more than 100 students who would be moving on to one of these schools, I was one of only 20 who would be attending Plum Grove starting in the fall. Of course, my

St. Charles West High School has a vast array of students that attend the school. While I have observed 3 different classes, there are different students in each class. The Civics class consists of freshman, ages 14. These students are a bit rowdy and tend to act out when I am in the classroom. There is majority of mixed-race students in this class when compared to white students with an even amount of males and females. Also, 1 student with an IEP with ADHD. The next class is Contemporary Issues which consists of sophomores and juniors ages 15-16. Majority of white males with only 2 mixed males in the class. There is no special needs students in this class. Lastly, the AP class consists of 10 students with an even amount of males and females. Grades are sophomores through seniors, ages 15-17. This class consists only of white students and no students with special needs.

The start of my 9th grade year at Elsik High School was chill. Even though most of my Friends from Killough went to Taylor or Hasting High School. Elsik has a campus just for the incoming freshman. I wasn't that intimidated about being a freshman because all of the incoming freshman were together. Its was hard for me to make friends. So I decided to to join Elsik Might Ram Football. Since i Joined the football team I met NIck,Tim, Correa,Luke and others that played football. Playing football help maintain an A&B average. Elsik High school had two buildings. One building was just for the freshman and other building was for 10 through 12 graders. I couldn't wait to be in the other building Because the other building known as main campus at all

Being born and raised in College Station, I have experienced diversity. When I was in elementary school, race was never an issue. I went through each grade with a “class family” in which all peers were accepted and encouraged to learn, work, and play together. Students of all ethnicities felt a belonging and friendships were easily made. It was a time and age of innocence.

The student make-up of the class consisted of three African American females, two African American males, one Caucasian male, two African American/Caucasian males, and two Hispanic male students. Three of the students are in third grade, four are in fourth grade, and four are in fifth grade. There are no ELL students, nor students with physical challenges. One African American male wore glasses for his vision, other than that, there were no noteworthy

The pressure of fitting into highschool is not the greatest pressure of life. The greatest pressure of life is being an adult and having to wait on if you'll get the job that'll feed you and your family and having to be extra respectful to everyone above you, so that you'll maybe get a promotion or are less likely to get fired. Highschool, socially wise, is not a tremendous pressure; as long as you don't make it one. The pressure of fitting in is for those only that wish to strive friends and not be talked about in negative manner. That pressure only go to those that try to artificially fabricate relationships that will do nothing more than peace of mind. Disclaimer: peace of mind is not in its own right a bad thing, but when its strived for

Our group focused on a small town, middle to lower class, rural setting. The students would be of average intelligence and physical ability. We based our presentation on the small town, because there are little ethnic variations within school districts. This can present a problem, because children don’t know how to respond to different ethnic groups, therefore, causing unintentional discrimination/segregation.

Before I started Oakland Unity High School, I thought that I was going to be very nervous and I thought that I won't be able to make new friends. I also thought that I was going to hate this school and I also thought that getting good grades in this school would be easy. I also thought I would be lonely because I was the only Asian student here. I now feel that, I was able to make some very good friends and acquaintances that I am able to talk to with no hesitation. I now believe that this school is not that bad and I am somewhat comfortable with going to everyday. I now know that I am not alone since there are a few staff on this campus who are also Asian. I feel that achieving grades here at Oakland Unity is somewhat easy but yet pretty difficult

A tiny town in Illinois by the name of Galena. The narrow, small-town only had three thousand sixty-one people. Out of the two hundred and sixty student’s that went to Galena High School, forty-five were seniors. Galena’s seniors wanted to have a party to have fun and scare some people. Also the town next to them wanted to have a Halloween Party so Galena’s high school quarterback for the football team, Sean got a hold of his friend Lucas, which is also the starting quarterback at Sterling and said “Hey Lucas, you want to throw a Halloween Party?”

My graduating class had over 500 students, composed of many different races. With this large number of students many people wonder, “How did the students of different ethnic/racial groups behave?”. It is important to note that my High School was located

Life forces you to face obstacles in your life that you often do not agree with. I attended school at Central Academy in Sand Springs, Oklahoma. For me growing up, reading was a constant struggle, especially if it involved reading in front of my classmates. I was faced with that barrier at the beginning of my elementary school days. Soon my reading skills began to affect my grades inside the classroom, and myself esteem outside of it. Growing up I didn’t have the best childhood. My parents were constantly arguing and to busy choosing drugs over my brother and me. Most kids remember their parents reading them a bedtime story, or singing them a song. As for me, I was lucky if my parents came home before midnight. My dad Charles worked in a machine shop and ran the cnc’s. While my mom Trinity worked the graveyard shift at one of the local markets called Homeland. I was faced with the choice to watch my little brother or do my reading homework. Of course, we all know which option I went with. My little brother Oston was obviously more important to me than the reading assignments. After all the struggles I have faced, I knew reading would eventually be one of them.

In today's society, sometimes it's hard to adjust to a new environment, switching from one high school to another could be challenging. Some of the problems I have faced was getting bad grades, getting along with new people, and adjusting to my attitude. Switching from one high school to the other was indeed challenging. One of the issues I had to face was getting bad grades. In the first high school, I was pretty good at English as far as the reading and writing; but as soon as I transferred all of that changed. My grades in my old school in English. I never knew I had a problem with anything. Noticing that the school I transferred from and the school I graduated from work on completely different levels. Although all New York City schools follow the D.O.E regulations , both schools had different teaching methods. I didn't know that little things like my grammar or even my essay format can affect my grade. When my grades started to plummet I got worried and I knew I had to take action. I started to focus more, study more, pay more attention in class just to get a higher grade. After I was used to how the teachers taught, my English grade started to go up and by the end of the semester I did much better. I also was worried not only about the class but about the regents I had to take that was also an English regents. This was the main problem because if I didn't pass this regent I wouldn't be able to graduate. Graduation was the only thing I was worried about because I put in