Personal Experience : My Experience At High School

Finally, the school dean and an unfamiliar teacher entered. Politely, I smiled, momentarily adopting my parents’ optimism. After our courtesy greetings, the dean flatly stated the exact words I feared. The words rang in my head at that moment, and for years to come. As melodramatic as this sounds, this moment changed my life.

The teacher introduced me to her students. Then she stepped back and gave me her classroom’s center stage. “Wow!” “Now that was something.”

“ I don’t want to hear one more word from you, now go back to class.” the principal stated sternly as she assured me out the door. I went back to class and finished the rest of the school day. When I arrived home my mom sent me to my room until my dad came home to talk with me and discuss my punishment. After my dad’s lecture

The bell had just rang, school was out. “Olivia, Mrs. Larsson calls.” Olivia is in 6th grade. Her teacher Mrs. Larsson talks to her every day after school telling her the same thing over and over. “You been misbehaving at lunch today”! But this time it was different. “Olivia it's your turn to stay after school and clean the room”. Olivia hated cleaning the room after school, she always ended up staying too late. “ Now run along and tell your mother, I don’t want her to worry like she did last time!” “Ok Mrs. Larsson.” I reply, I run to call my mom but she didn't answer, and my dad was at work so I couldn't call him. “Yup my mom knows.” I say, but she really didn't. “Ok then, well I am going to go home so behave yourself!” Mrs. Larsson says

It was 8th grade, and I was almost a highschooler. Almost a highschooler! And I couldn’t believe I was being treated like a toddler still learning to walk.

When I arrived in the office, the principal was red in the face, her lips in a rigid line, and my parents were on the verge of

I unplugged and turned it off in a hurry. I goggled at the school--it looked like a castle from a story book! I was grinning like a fool, as Prefect so kindly told me (and I retorted saying that he’s got a stick up his behind--he didn’t seem to get it, and it made me go “Ha Ha!” internally, even if he did, I wasn’t paying much attention, as my focus was on the school). I began to bounce excitedly in my seat. “This is going to be awesome!” I whispered under my breath.

It was my junior year of high school, I had just woken up. Unfortunately, I saw a baby blue room when I opened up my eyes instead of the off white walls I had grown so accustomed to. Getting up, taking a shower, and finding something to eat before shoving off to the school bus at the other end of the road was commonplace. The ride to school was as quiet as one would expect a school bus to be. The group in the back was being loud and obnoxious whiles the people up front, where I tended to sit, acted nerdy and making very offensive jokes.

Once reaching class I breathed a sigh of relief that I wasn't late this time. I gave each of the members their bags before taking a seat in the back and took out my sketch pad. I unconsciously began

I attempted to hide my nerves. I’ve managed to get out of speaking in front of the class for the past year or so. I doubt some know what my voice sounds like. But I’m fine with that. Reluctantly, I read, confusing myself with the many names I have not been paying attention to since we started reading it. Luckily, the chapter is short, so rather quickly I look up to Mr. Walker again.

When I walked into my homeroom, the other kids had already gone through the awkwardness of meeting and had bonded as a class. I was slow to introduce myself. I did well on class projects and I loved reading and storytelling. It was a slow start, but I was starting to make inroads, including making friends with a classmate who lived near the school. I was starting to adjust. I was starting to get positive feedback from other kids in my classes. It was slow, since I did not have much experience with kids my

I went the whole day without noticing I didn’t finish my math. When we got to math class Mr. Littrell told us to get out our math to grade. It was one of those I-don’t-have-time-for-this assignments. I got mine out and noticed I didn’t do the whole back page. Blake saw and told Mr Littrell I didn’t finish my work. He said, “Well, that’s a HINAO.” He gave me the paper and told me to go call. I was really scared because I never had one before. I got in the office and gave Mrs. Stoball the paper. She told me to go ahead and call. I was so scared, I couldn’t even figure out how to use the phone. I eventually figured it out and called my mom. She didn’t answer, so I left a message. I was pretty sure I didn’t do it right. At the

“Get back here now Priscilla!!!” she screamed. I turned the corner when I suddenly realized I didn’t know where to go. I haven’t walked out of class ever in my life but this wasn’t my first time getting yelled at or in trouble by a teacher, trust me. The sound of her deep shallow voice is all I can hear in my mind right now. This is going to be the 2nd call this week my parents will receive from my school. “What did I tell you about acting up at school, Pris?” she asks. “I’m really trying mom, I promise I won’t be that sarcastic anymore” I tell her. I recall this conversation like it was two days ago. Wait it was two days ago..

At least I wasn’t alone in my frustration of trying to find something to do to make it through the painful moments of the class. Finally, my list of numbers was dwindling as the clock ticked ever closer to the magic moment when the bell would finally ring. It was with great anticipation that I waited to make the final mark. When the bell

Throughout my time in high school, I have always been very active and busy in school activities. Sports have always been a big part of my life as a student. For my first two years of high school, I was a three sport athlete playing football, wrestling, and baseball. Last year I decided not to go out for wrestling and just play football and baseball. I am planning on continuing this for this year also. These extracurriculars helped me learn how to manage my time to get work done. They have also helped me with getting my priorities in line. I like to take pride in saying that I was able to maintain great grades while in sports. I would always flow between a 3.3 and a 3.5 GPA during sports. On top of being active throughout my years of high school, I have also been working from the age of 14. This has made me realize the priorities I hold in my life, and has taught myself discipline when choosing the activities which need to come first. My current employer is Pick N Save in Waupaca, WI. I have been employed there for a little over a year and a half. During my work there, I have learn cashiering skills and how to deal with customers. I have had the opportunity to be the leader of small projects that Pick N Save has had. I had to manage time and people to meet a goal that would benefit the company. Working this job has given me many skills and experiences that will benefit me in the future. Some of these skills include: being an asset while working on a team, communication