Personal Narrative: Get Over To Martha Brown Middle School

My eyes repeatedly peered to the stands which had a crowd of at least four hundred students eagerly waiting as we were warming up. Observing the crowd I noticed the left side of the field was full of students in orange Parkview High School shirts while to my right students were in purple Brookwood High School shirts. It was the Lacrosse Region Championships between Parkview, the school I played for, and, Brookwood High School. Both of our schools were ranked top ten for biggest rivalries, we knew it would be a fight to win the most significant game for us.

That year was grueling to get through but as the days went by I started to get used to the different feelings I was experiencing daily in mylofe. This was a life lesson to me, it made me tell myself constantly that “I have to be a good person no matter what comes my way”, I cannot stoop to such a low level of selfishness of only making myself happy and not people that surround me. It shaped me into the thoughtful young man I am today. During my first year at Mary Carroll High School, I felt like everyone was identical to me, no one had an impact on me in a star stunning way at all, until I switched schools to Branch Academy. Here, it feels like I found my inner self, I feel untroubled and I can get used to the people here, met my girlfriend here and I instantly connect with

I, currently as a student at Ruth Thompson Middle School, have contributed to the community around me in many ways. In my school, as of now, I have been part of the RTMS Tech Team, which includes in helping students with technology, helping teachers set up with assemblies, open houses, replacing PC monitors, and a lot more. As part of tech team, I have also helped with things that are relatively tedious, like sorting out a whole room of cables. Yes, I will do it again at JFSS if I’m assigned or have the opportunity to. Also, I have helped with jobs that may require a little more skill. In my school, I have tried, along with a team of other students, try to install Chrome OS on unsupported hardware, which if succeeds, will be installed on more

Middle school just seemed like another round at the elementary school. The year that I was dreading came along, seventh grade. Checking out an AR book was required for a grade and we had to test on the books we checked out even if we didn’t enjoy the book. My english teacher was picky, everything had to be just how she wanted it but other than her checking over the students work every five minutes she was good. Science was my favorite class to take and I was so excited to have that class and Rainie, my sister told me she would be a great teacher. Our class had a couple of class clowns in it, but who would have thought the students would end up making our teacher cry? Eighth grade was definitely difficult my science teacher, Mrs Prescott knew what she was doing and boy that made the class then times harder she was willing to do anything to help me out. She was not hesitant to call home to a kids parent in front of the class if the next day there was no homework brought back. Once a month we went on a field trip to E.O Wilson Biophilia and it was always a blast studying different types of animals and learn about the environment. Middle school wasn’t exactly a walk in the park but it was not too far from it.

Before I came to Baker Middle School, I attended elementary school in Laytonsville. I had a group of friends that consisted of five people, Olivia Fink, Olivia Pallas, Mason LeBlanc, Kody Johnson, and Stefan Jacob. The Olivia’s both attend this school alongside me, but sadly the other three attends a different school. I became friends with those three because we all had common interests in multiple categories such as cartoons and humor. I still keep in touch with them, but I know we aren’t as close as we used to be. With the Olivia’s we all became best friends in the first week of Kindergarten and we still have been by each other’s side since. We became friends because we all sat next to each other on our little chairs, and talked about anything

When I entered Glenbrook South High School for my first day of freshman year, I was not excited to be back in school and I was definitely not ready to learn again. I remember the first class I had was English. As I sat in English, I recognized some people from middle school, but most of the faces were new to me. The teacher, I forgot her name, was very nice and welcoming. She asked us to pull out our “Of Mice And Men” books and asked someone to read the first page out loud. One of the students began to read out loud, and I followed along. After the first page was completed, she asked for a volunteer to summarize the page. No one volunteered so she picked from the attendance sheet. She picked me. I got nervous because I had no clue what was

Throughout life, at any age and any occupation, one comes across a golden boy who seemingly coasts through life accumulating accolade after accolade while you work yourself into the ground to merely reach that level. During my time at Washington Elementary School, I was this golden boy, the student who was revered academically and boasted an elite behavioral record. However, with this comes a certain level of comfort and complacency that, because you are perceived as superior, makes extra effort seem redundant and and unnecessary to sustain success, and with every test that I aced with ease, my drive and competitive edge became duller and duller. Realistically how could a child have been motivated to put in effort to further improve if success seemed to be effortless?

Everyone has a favorite school year and mine happens to be sixth grade. I had some of the best teachers, classes, and friends. I remember being extremely nervous to start sixth grade, I wanted to stay at Boone Elementary with recess and no changing classes. I was as nervous as a mouse. I thought there were going to be millions of new students from different schools.Turns out I loved sixth grade more than any grades before. The first day of school my parents took me to school and I didn’t want to get out of the silver car. Not knowing that I would have the best time at Troy Middle School.

It was March when I received the letter from Gwinnett County School , saying that I will be attending Berkmar Middle School for my 8th grade year. I smiled, but then the thought of my friends made my face to a frown. I guess things happen for a reason. Later, that day I showed my mom the letter and she asked “ What's that ?”

One day I woke up and saw trees all around me. I see that my feet were in my house and my body was on my neighbors cars. When I saw that I was a giant I thought it was a dream. I pinched myself and I realized it wasn’t a dream. Some how my clothes grew to fit my body. I stood up and started walking down the street.

The Brown School also fits my educational goal from a non-academic perspective, which is the environment that the school creates. My leadership experiences are insufficient in preparing me to enter into the real world. But the brochure I got during the Graduate Fair mentions that the students in the school “are leaders-active in student groups, community service efforts and projects”. The student groups and the student-led events are the chances for me to obtain team work and leadership experiences. Actually, one of my peers became more active on involving in the student groups after attending the Washington University in St. Louis. This shows me the feasibilities of my thoughts on enhancing the abilities of collaboration, which will eventually

Beginning fifth grade was scary, yet exciting because everything was set up differently and Eureka combined with Goodfield and Congerville, so there were many students I did not know. The most exciting part was that we went to a different class for each subject, and we were assigned lockers, which no one

My experience at Weber Middle School was great, but there were also downs. I enjoyed 6th and 7th grade, but 8th is another story. 8th grade so far this year for me has been horrific. I am not doing so well in my classes and I need to pass in order to play sports for the high school. Sports are the number one thing for me to do when I am board. My favorite subject is social studies. Social Studies during 6th and 7th grade was uninteresting, but in the 8th grade social studies came alive for me. It was all a sudden my favorite subject. Perhaps because my social studies teacher was my football coach, Mr.Barbara. Mr.Barbara is one of the most brightest people i've ever met before. He teaches in a way to make people laugh and to remember. A few

Ninth grade came a long and for the first day I was a bit scared because it's a whole new school with a lot more new people but I had Tiffany my best friend and Mikayla a very close friend of ours. Throughout classes I had people I knew so I felt safe and eventually made new friends along the way. The year was one of my best school years because I was able to be myself and was accepted. I have so many memories with Tiffany and her boyfriend last year as well with other friends.

Where do I even begin I went through four years in the Middle School and now I am off to the High School for another four years. At first when u think about it and it is scary to think about going to High School but then at the same time it”s not even that bad. You're not that little kid anymore that’s in Middle School you are going to go to High School. You will always have those memories about your time her at the Middle School but now that we have hit a certain age it’s time to face reality and expect things from the high that we don’t get here at the Middle School. Now it’s time to talk about what’s most scary and most difficult at the High School.