Personal Narrative Essay : My Experience In My School

“I would be honored to invite Demetri Ford and his little sister, Tiana Ford, to the stage!”

I was told in the 4th grade that school will get harder and harder, I was told that middle school and high school will get harder than elementry 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

People can face many challenges in life from good to bad and it is the way in which one chooses to overcome them that they can succeed. I have had a challenge in school that I needed to work on in order to overcome the barrier. I have not always been the best but also not the worst in my classes academically speaking. I have faced times in which I struggled in certain courses specifically in my math classes. I am not the math type of guy, I have always found numbers and everything math related not interesting to me at all.

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.

BEEEEEP! That was the sound of my of my alarm clock telling me that summer is over. Today is my first day of highschool and I’m expected to do great things for the Tiki Island Bullfrogs varsity lacrosse team. I have a height of 6’5 with a 205 lbs frame. My best friends are Tyrone, Manjavian, and Cleedus, and they are going to be on varsity lacrosse with me. I have honestly had a very interesting summer with the whole vampire thing, but it’s been really tough trying to explain to them that I have met a vampire who can drink ink instead of blood.

Although I have not excelled academically throughout high school, I have excelled in athletics and having respect for others around me. Through playing sports and participating in different community service activities I have learned how to treat others with respect and how to work effectively and well with others. Throughout high school I have encountered many different types of people and coaches; there was a rarely a time that I did not connect and get along with the people I met. I hope to have positive effects on the different people that I meet throughout my life. I also try to be leader on and off the court. I want to set a positive example for the people around me. My basketball team had a rough season my junior year; showing respect

As I walked from the middle school to the high school for the very first time, I knew that high school was going to be an adventure to remember. I wish I could go back to that day, and tell myself that I was going to be ok. I wish I knew that I wasn't going to die from what I thought would be a “Boat Loads Of Homework” Now as I think back of what I was like the first day of school, not many things pop into my head that have changed. Other than physical things, I think that the main thing that has changed is that I am much more confident than I was as a weird little middle schooler. I am no longer afraid to walk up to people and talk with them, and interact between the class.

Growing up in a poor neighborhood without any guidance for school was tough for me. I really didn’t care for school and sometimes even skipped school to stay home. I was a troubled kid heading down the wrong path. I could have cared less if I graduated school or not. When I was in fifth grade I didn’t really try in school but I loved astronomy, chemistry, and physics but I never did my school work/homework. Growing up my mother was pregnant with my little brother named Jayden but had complications with her pregnancy making him premature by a month due to the womb losing amniotic fluid. He currently has seizures, learning disabilities, asthma, and has trouble pronouncing words. My little brother works hard everyday to overcome these troubles

My education has never been on a secure pace, but always a roller coaster of inconsistency and long periods of unknowns. From the time I entered High School, first attending Charlotte Catholic, I was never quite able to find a rhythm in my school work. Struggling to balance schoolwork with sports, at times I rushed making silly mistakes that cost me credibility among the faculty and my friends. It was not until I realized I needed to make a change, I needed to find a place and pace where I felt at home. That place for me was Covenant Day School and the change occurred between my 10th and 11th grade years. My friends thought the decision was silly, it would cost me dearly; but I felt not changing would cost me more.

The car came screeching to a stop. Nervously, I glanced over my shoulder to gaze at the school that would shape the final three years of my high school experience. Transferring from one high school to another took a toll on me both mentally and physically. During these monumental years, I knew that I wanted to focus on my grades, participate in clubs, and potentially play sports. Sure, I researched, watched various movies and read about how to prepare myself for the upcoming years, but everyone has their own unique experience. Being excessively introverted in the ninth grade immediately put me in the position of being a target. I often felt ostracized by my peers each day at school. As I walked down the halls, I was anxious and quite despondent.

I attended Loudon Elementary through 2nd to 6th grade. I was sad that I was leaving all my friends but excited to meet new people at junior school. I heard Junior High was a lot different from elementary.The only concern I had was that the classes may be to hard but, it wasn’t that hard once I got there and met all my teachers.My first impression of Tevis Jr. High was that I was really nervous I had wondered how this school was like.Tevis was different than I expected because I thought that I would get lots of homework and I wouldn’t find any friends.

I lived in multiple neighborhoods growing up. I never lived in one place for a long period of time. So I had to get used to a new environment, a new school, etc., every couple years. I went to three different elementary schools and two different high schools. The only time my family and I stayed in a house for a long time, was during my middle school years. I stayed for half of my 5th grade year until the end of 8th grade. That was the only time I didn’t have to meet new people and get used to the environment I was in.

When I was just about to start school, I did not know English. I struggled to learn the language, but I worked hard, I studied the little briefcase full of English words and their Spanish translations. The work paid off in the end, so I finally learned English and was able to talk with more people than just the people in my neighborhood, and the Mexican people in my class. I could talk to my teachers, the people who did not speak Spanish, and also, I had learned a new language in 6 months. There re some funny stories involved with my first year in school. For example, my mother has told me that as preparation, they had told me that school was a place for kids only. That it was a place where the parents left the kids alone and the kids learned.

Days, months, years gone by. I soon was in third grade when a miracle happened and altered my life forever. Till this day it affects me, it made who I am. To help you understand I was a very quiet, non-going, and lacked of self-confidence whatsoever. In elementary school, the teachers and directors put me as socially mute because when I am at school, I do not answer questions even though I know the answer, I would not ask for help, and I would also not ask to use the restroom. I basically was just there and sat there silent. My teachers and other adults thought I would not make it through the school year and would be held back because I made no progress. However, someone remodeled my future and still does. As usually you have your normal teacher,