Personal Narrative Essay: If I Were Tom, A School

Back in middle school around the 6th grade I was a bitter person. Having been hurt from past and present situations I was not keen on forming relationships with other people. I always kept to myself, never causing any trouble and sure to keep far from it by turning the other cheek. Then one day the student occupying the seat beside me mistakenly took my school pack believing it to be his own. I had only become aware of the mistake after he had begun leaving out the classroom’s door. Before he was able to reach the schools exit i managed to catch up to him; informing him of the mistake he made. With that brief encounter a small friendship began. Everyday afterwards the same student would spark a conversation with me before classes began. He

It was early July in Southern California: the sun was high, the air was warm, and the palm trees were swaying. Unfortunately, the bright sun could not light the darkness of the pit I had been slowly falling into during my tumultuous school year at my new charter school. On that day, when the other girls were tanning beachside, I was sitting deskside. I was trapped in a tiny, moldy, yellow-carpeted education office at the school I had transferred to the year prior. Like my fading hope, the dusty chandelier was barely hanging on from the ceiling. The room’s peculiarity added to my anxiety, as I felt failure lingering in the musty air. Though I had been sheltered by my parents’ optimism, I knew what I would soon hear: “I am so sorry sweetheart,

When I first started thinking about college schools I never thought about going to MSU or Ole Miss. I wanted to go to the bigger universities, but I knew I wouldn’t do well if I went there my first year. My high school did not prepare me enough for University, and I hadn’t decided on a major either. I choose East Central Community College (ECCC) as the school I would go to for many reasons, and when I got here I knew I made the right choice.

I grew up in a good environment so to speak, had a mother, father, and two siblings. One older and one younger, so I was in the middle. From what I can recall I lived with my grandmother and grandfather along with my parents and siblings for a while until my parents purchased their own house around 2007 or so.

At a school in Texas called Hickory Hills middle school in 1999.It was a normal day for Timothy John he was stealing a nerds lunch.

A fierce Autumn wind picks up lashing at my face, as a barrage of brittle brown leaves whirl into my path. Behind me stands the foreboding structure of Ellishire Boarding School. For four years this massive enity located in the dark heart of england has shelted my bones.

“Have you ever had a ball. I have and it was in Groom TX Cafeteria.”

As a young adolescent the smell of a delicious home-cooked breakfast would be the reason for me to get out of bed on a sunday morning. My father would knock on my door and command me to eat breakfast and prepare myself or else we would run late to our church service. As we hurried to church, due to my lackadaisical attitude, I was often forced to sit in the first row to the stage. This was always embarrassing because as a child I was reserved, and I dreaded walking in front of everyone. As the hour long church services took place, I would find myself languishing away only to be alerted by the soft glares of my dad.

I love school and I always have. Okay, so it does have some of its problems like bullying and some long homework. Still, I like school a lot. There are some good friends, nice teachers, and some amazing facts. This is a kind of a memoir so it will be all about me and my journeys from PreK to 8th grade (right now). Let’s get on with this.

There are many things we need to improve at Floyd County High School. But sports are very important. We think that if we had more money for after school sports that would be a big improvement. We need money for safety in most sports, uniforms for all sports, and money for sport dues. With extra money we really can improve sports.

Ugh!!!!! How can i make money in this stupid town? Keno yell loudly while his hand was on his face. (Keno was darksin with blue eyes , black hair , and he carry around a sword with wings which his farther gave him before he left to travel the world.) Hmmm i wonder if there any fighting competion going on i town?! As i walked down the busy street i seen a post board with all type of prize winning money competion ...I walked to the board and the first then that caught my eye was a sword pulling contest , A smrik came on my face and i grab the poster and started to walk down the road which would lead me to the contest.

I remember my journey through the halls of Franklin Avenue elementary school, it only took six years.

PE was always the most hated period at Harrison High. All the students hoped for Mrs. Johnson instead of Mr. Smith. Today it was quite chilly, maybe about 68 degrees. Everyone in 3rd period went to check in and went to get dressed. The teachers were alright, but Mr. Smith was always the strict one, so when you ran the mile it had to be at least 10 minutes. If you didn’t you had to run it 2 more times until he was completely satisfied. Mrs. Johnson was the more chill, laid back one who had faith in everyone. In the junior class there was a girl named Natasha. Natasha was the most smart, pretty girl out of all the junior class. She was always the one all the guys wanted, but her only downfall was that she wasn’t athletic, at all. Her best

East Noble middle school is better because the teachers are nicer but at my old school they were mean. But the old school it was shorter but East Noble School is bigger but I can deal with it. What was it like when you were in middle school? Middle school is tuff but you got to deal with it. And I know more people at east noble.

Tom is one of those students who want to be prepared for the future. He comes from a regular middle class family who he doesn't want to debt his family when he goes to college. Tom rite now is 14 but he plans on getting a job when he turns 16 so he can start saving up for college. His parents are also going to help him out with paying with college. If I were Tom the school that I would list as my top choice for now would be Ohio State University. The tuition and fees for Ohio State University is only 10,037 when the tuition and fees for Xavier University in Cincinnati is 33,000. Now this all depends on Tom and the type of student he is. Is Tom the type of student that it is easier for him to focus in a small school with only a few people in