Personal Narrative: Being A Chaparral High School In Phoenix, Arizona

I am a licensed CPA with over 20 years of experience and for the past seven years have been teaching at Kauai Community College (KCC) as an Assistant Professor in accounting. As part of a dual credit program held in spring 2017, I worked with Kyla Bandsma as instructor of the Principles of Accounting I college course taught at Kauai High School.

Prompt: Some students have a background, identity, interest, or talent that is so meaningful they believe their application would be incomplete without it. If this sounds like you, then please share your story.

When I started Unity High School I felt a little nervous because I didn't knew nobody in the school. In the begging of the first class I was quit and I didn´t talk to noone. I also didn't knew nobody in the class so I could tell them if they could help me on the problem that I need help. I was shy to talk to the teachers and and answer question or ask them for help when I needed help. During lunch time I just knew one person that came from my middle school. So I just hand out with him most the time. But, then weeks and months past I began to have more friends and I was not shy or nervous to ask for help in class. I wanted to join the soccer team of the school but I was to nervous to do it. But, now I know that I´m going to join the soccer team

Coming to Citrus Hill High school was a big transition for me within itself. I originally transferred from rancho verde to get away from the trouble and focus more on the things that were important to me, like my school work and baseball. I had heard from the people around that there was a good program there play baseball there. When I came I thought my year would be good new start, new school, new surroundings nothing could go wrong.. Shouldn’t have said that. When i got there my anger issues have gotten in the way and has held me back from achieving many of the goals i set for myself before the school year began. For example, starting off good in all my classes keeping my grades up and making the baseball team. I’ve had previous conversations

Little Falls Community Schools have taught me so much knowledge in my thirteen years. I thought I knew a lot of information when I entered the high school, but I guess I was wrong. These past four years I have learned so much material from my teachers. Four years ago, I thought economics only dealt with money and that calculus would be really hard. Turns out, economics is not just about money but also about externalities and market structures; however, calculus is still hard. I have absorbed many different kinds of knowledge in my four years at Little Falls Community High School.

I went to a predominately black high school in South Phoenix Arizona for my freshman and sophomore

Vividly, I can remember walking through the high school doors for the first time as a freshman with shaky legs and a nervous heartbeat. The school was a jungle of wide, shiny hallways filled with lumbering seniors who I thought were going to knock my books down on Freshman Friday. However, time has passed, and now I find myself to be the tall and “scary” senior. As I ponder about the last four years I have spent at Little Falls Community High School, I can not help but realize how much I have changed for the better. As I have matured, I have gleaned that beauty does not come through makeup and clothing brands, but rather through processing a good heart. Also, I have changed my career and college plans after high school, and I know that I will

The strangest time I ever came up on was my 6th grade year. I knew it would have been challenging because i just got out of elementary and moved to a bigger school with kids that’s older than me. As we pulled up to Carencro Middle I was saying to myself “man this is crazy i’m in middle school now”. When i stepped off the bus they told us to go in the gym and when i approach the gym door i felt nervous because they had 7th and 8th graders already in the gym, soon as i walked in the gym the first thing i heard was “ fresh-meat” my whole body just sunk in.

When I was 14 years old, I went into high school already struggling. I was caught sneaking out of my house when I was in seventh grade and had been accused of everything from drinking to doing drugs. I was the oldest of four girls and the pressure to be a role model was suffocating and I didn’t do well. No one trusted me.

Walking into school on my first day of high school, I felt out of place. My face covered in acne, my teeth covered in braces, and the callicks in my hair stuck up through the abnormally thick layer of hair gel that coated them. My middle school social anxiety still ruled over me as I could barely speak with any member of the opposite sex. Yet, I still had an odd confidence about me. I had always been one of the best students in my class, even without ever studying for a test. I viewed high school as a slight uptick from the curriculum I had easily passed in middle school. I was wrong. High school exists as a microcosm of society, in which I originally failed to acclimate myself to the challenges posed to me in a setting of increased

I climbed in the front seat, and we drove to the Santa Maria high school to pick up Roberto. The only thing i could think about was how did they found us and whats going to happen to us?As we got closer to the high school my heart started beating faster and faster. The officer drove in the parking lot and parked the car in front of the school and told me to wait for him while he went inside the school. a few minutes later the officer returned with Roberto by his side.my heart brook into a million pieces when i saw Roberto face as white as a ghost and tears in his eyes. the officer politely told Roberto to get in the car.the whole way back to bonetti ranch was silent

In the world today, people have created different hobbies for themselves. Many people like to read different books from different genres. Some like to do life changing experiments for science. Some like to engineer robots that could help us in the near future. Some people like to run and run and run until they know that they accomplished something. This includes me. I enjoy running because it helps me ease of stress, in a way, and helps me grow my strength. And because I enjoy running, I decided to join the Cupertino Middle School cross country. Here I started to on the weekdays, not including Thursday, with a lot of other people. We would run around 2-3 miles everyday thinking that “good enough” is not enough. We went to many meets against

“Hey! Do you want to go to the bonfire tonight? I can drive if you want!” I heard the question my friend asked me, and it gave me anxiety. Sure, I wanted to go to the bonfire. However, that meant I had to ask my parents if I could go. I did not want to answer their list of annoying questions. That meant I had to change my clothes from the sweatpants I was wearing. I did not feel like wearing jeans and a cute shirt. That meant I had to socialize with people. I did not have that kind of energy right now. What was the alternative though? My evening would otherwise go as follows: eat dinner, sit on the couch, and throw in a good movie. Pondering the question, I typed back to my friend. “Let me ask my parents!” I did not ask my parents and instead chose to not be social with my friends and stayed inside my comfort zone; that bothered me.

Becoming the Vice President my Junior year of our Pride club at Desert Oasis High school, which I have been apart of for all four years of my career, going to pride Las Vegas 2014, and talking about my experience with our media program, informing students we are truly just individuals who crave an acceptance in society and not a tolerance, in addition to planning an anti bullying week and an ally week. I would liked to say I am an LGBTQ leader of Nevada. moreover, Sophomore year on the day of silence, I went around (whom I asked before hand for permission) if they would liked to take a picture with me, in support of those who are no longer here because they did not feel safe or wanted in this world, and they were being denied of who they were for either their sexual orientation or gender identification.

Friends, are not ones who will be with you forever, no one will. This is something I have learned after my freshman year of high school. Early spring of 2015, I went to Rancho San Joaquin middle school. This is where I have met my best friend during 8th grade, which I once believe she will be my best friend forever. The day when we met is my first day in Rancho, we have the same 6th period english class. Right before the bell ringed, someone walked to me and hit on my shoulder. She is a very bright girl, with long hairs that goes to her waist, not long after this day, we become best friends. I used to be very quiet, through her I have met many of other friends, I once thought we are going to be best friends for the whole 4 year of high school