Personal Narrative: A Place Of Torture In Elementary School

Before I was accepted to this University back in 2012, my school took us on a trip to visit the school. When we arrived on the bus I was so excited. When I stepped off the bus, I knew that this school was made for me. The way the school looked to the way they operated fit me. The operation of the school is very easy to learn and easy to adapt to. The operation included easy access to counselors for first year students as well as transfer students. This is very helpful for the students who are new to school and do not have anyone to show them around, like I did not. I also loved the way they had Freshman’s in particular dorms

This is actually the first time i've felt welcomed in a school. Almost all the teachers are there to help and answer your questions if you have no clue but most importantly they are all there for the same reason and that reason is to help the students. All the teachers want to see the students succeed and improve. Honestly the location of the school is not the best but the teachers make the best out of it. The school recently invested in a safe security system and the school has many beautiful cesar chavez

I had a feeling that I would attend that school, and what were my chances sooner than later it was. The whole month of September I was considered or actually labeled as the new girl, which I highly disliked because I have a name. I had no friends whatsoever, gym class was the worst since I was always alone, and my teachers thought that I wasn’t bright as the other students were, but one day that all had changed. I can admit that out of the past seven years I have lived here in Laredo, Texas I have learned so much, skills that include communication, leadership, multitasked, and organizer. Have helped me in some part of my life to make me the young women I am today. Yes, I do admit I am not perfect I do make mistakes, but I have learned through past experiences to get up and try again as many times I fall. Many might say that my actions describe who I am, but the truth is that it is my character who describes me from in and out.

First off, the school has good diversity. Everyone has different personalities which makes it easy to make friends. There is also different ethnicities and races amongst the students, which can be fun to learn about and get to know where your friends and their families originated from.

Hey guys it's Haley, and I finally found a chunk of time to write! I have decided to make a final part of "The High School Terrors", since I got into my top high school! So as for the 2016/2017 school year, I will be attending Ronald Reagan High School! Since two weeks have passed since I was accepted to Reagan, I already enrolled! It may seem like I'm going a little fast-paced, but I always had a feeling that Reagan was the perfect high school for me.. In fact, I know what goes on at Reagan (the program) and I know a lot of people who will also be attending Reagan! So this is going to be an interesting ride.. As for my other high schools, I was accepted into Rufus King and Hamilton, but I was wait-listed by Audubon; which isn't a big deal

First of all, when I first saw the building, I felt the school was only for medical people, and that it wasn’t going to have the best school environment. However, when I entered the building, I saw a world filled with open doors. I found the teachers to be as nice as pie, as well as to be quite educated, in their respective subjects. I also found that many of the students, who were applying here, came from my old school. I even met many new friends, and it all brought me happiness.

I walked into my Barents room , I was so depressed because that day was my first day went to middle school in America. I spoke to my mother about what was going on that day.

Choices. Regardless if the choice is good or bad, everybody makes them. There are times where the choices people make can alter their lives forever; this was one of those times. It was April 26, 2013, a normal friday for me attending West Middle School in my sixth grade year. At the time, I was the definition of an attention freak; I always wanted the spotlight on me. For a reason still not known to this day, I wanted people to feel bad for me. I thought that by gaining sympathy, I would be able to make friends and be the talk of the school. What I didn’t realize is that not all attention is good; some can be devastating. Unfortunately for me, I was not thinking about the effects of the choice that I was about to make. I couldn’t have possibly

Even though I was scared out of my mind, I never felt so powerful. A new school meant a new identity. It felt like new opportunites were on the tips of my fingertips and I wanted to take all of them. I wanted to dance in the middle of passing period, and dance no matter what anybody said about me. I wanted to join any club or class without any doubt in my mind. I knew that after staying at a school with the same people for 6 years, I would finally make more friends than ever before. With that in mind, I could have climbed mount everest or go swim with the sharks with no fears.

Growing up a seven year old girl that couldn’t fight wasn’t what you would call a “good life.” All throughout elementary school, I had to deal with being tripped in the hallway, and bumped into at the playground. That was My average day at Niblack Elementary. I was use to the everyday life so who was I to go against the norm. One memorable day made my whole mindset change. I never thought in a million of years that I, Malia, would ever stand up for myself in such a powerful and impressive way. Well I did, and it all started just in my kitchen.

I was able to experience Elementary which is the level I am interested in teaching. I was also able to experience middle school which is kind of out of my comfort zone, but I feel like it helped me. I have witnessed rules and procedures in both schools that work and do not work. I use what I have experienced as a comparison to different schools so that when I am looking for a job in the near future I know exactly what I want and I will look for certain aspects within a school. I want a school like Bristow because everyone I have come in contact with at the school is beyond welcoming and is willing to help me when I need it. The principal is always visible around the school, I would see him at least twice a day. The principal also does so much for the teachers and students. He wants everyone to feel appreciated and rewarded for the hard work that they do. All the teachers work together to enforce rules and procedures to keep the students in check and everything running smoothly. I feel like these aspects are really important when looking for a school to work at in the future. Finishing up this semester in my practicum placements makes me excited for next semester because I will have MSD placements which is what I

I’ve been through something that taught me a lesson. During my freshman year I went to school as normal I went to all my classes that day it always been the usually boring . After school I had baseball first we played catch to warm our arms to get the motion in our arms . After that I took some ground balls to get better at my defense . The coaches were telling me to go hit for a while, so I can get better at my hitting so that I can hit dingers out the park . After while we I played king of the hill to see who has the best defense with my friend’s of course I lost . Conditioning was over and I got picked by my uncle and my sister . We made it home then my grandma asked us , “ have you guys seen your grandpa.” I replied with, “ No grandma.”

Growing up in a public school, my behavior did not matter to most of my teachers because almost every kid behaved the same way. For example, back in my intermediate days we used to crumple up paper and try to shoot it into the trash can, like it was a basketball. Students at Saint Louis do the same thing, the only difference is we would just leave it on the floor for the teacher to pick up.

Throughout my education (so far) I have gone to this school, St. Christopher. I entered this school in kindergarten (I went to St. Benedict for preschool) and throughout those years I grew attached to it making me feel as if it was my second home. And just like my own home it has made me feel comfortable enough to be myself. Additionally I have made friends here, some may have left to go to another school or stayed with me across the years but nonetheless I am sure I will not forget them. Although as friends and classmates we have gotten into disagreements. However our school has taught us how to solve these disagreements by talking and negotiating which is very important not only in school but also

“Mom why can’t I just go back to my old school”, I pleaded for what seemed like the millionth time, as we parked in front of my new school. I gazed at the building; it was a tan color with high glass windows and possibly three times the size of my old school. Although, the exterior was quite impressive I was still pretty hesitant of going to a new school.